I'm Not A Villain Novels & Stories

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

I twisted everything around me, ensuring that my life became worse than it ever needed to be. In that moment of clarity, I realized I am the root of all my problems. I’ve made my life a living hell, and it could have spiraled even more out of control if I hadn’t faced this sooner. The fear of losing everything and breaking down overwhelms me, and it hurts deeply because the monster in my story was never an external force; it was me all along. I’ve been my own worst enemy, and I should have recognized that—I am the villain in my own story.

“I am not a weapon, I am not a liar. I am a doctor who ran toward people and save them when others ran away, i saved lives because that is my job and not because I belong to one side.” The silence in the studio was strong . “I know you are angry,” she continued. “I know the world feels broken, I have seen that brokenness up close and i have held it in my hands.” Her fingers trembled slightly. “But turning each other into enemies will not fix it. Turning one person into a target will not heal anything.” She leaned forward. “I am not your hero,” she said. “And I am not your villain, i am a human just like you.” Outside, the voice of the crowd changed even through thick walls, they could hear i

“I'm a strong woman and I'll figure it out on my own. I'm going to destroy all those people's lives single handedly if you don't want to help me. Don't forget that I've helped you a lot in your crooked deals.” “You'll do no such thing,” he got up from the couch and stood between me and the door. I took a step back, surprised. Laughing, he said; “You've watched too many movies and now you feel like some sort of badass villain. This is real life and things are not always like the movies.” “Who are you to tell me what not to do?” He was below my league. He needed to appreciate that I actually spared time for him. What a lowlife.

“Okay, let me explain it in simple terms. If there are only two options, save me or save the whole world while I die, what do you think a hero would pick?” She hesitated. “…Saving the world.” “Exactly.” I snapped my fingers. “That’s the point. But a villain who loves me? He’d choose me every damn time and let the world burn. That’s what I want. A guy who looks at me and says, ‘to hell with everyone else.’”

It was more like an insult that is punishable by execution. They showed their ridicule at her seeing how powerless she is compared to their kingdom. Though it was true that the sovier kingdom is powerless and small compared to them. But it doesn't mean that they can't fight back. After all, it was Alisha the villainous who was ruling the kingdom. Not only is she capable of ruling she was able to tame the wild and powerful man like Macbeth. Who was known as the king of evil in the arena.

Wait--what do you mean? “Just be careful when approaching the Duke. Although I’m not giving you my full consent but I believe in you.” I stood up and ran towards him in an embrace “Thanks, gramps! I won’t let you down!” “By the way, your suggestion during the meeting was commendable. I’m impressed, it was such a clever idea.” I released from his embrace and cracked a smile “Well if you’ve been through tough times a lot, you’ll become a schemer in no time.” He patted my head and chuckled “Keep it up and you’ll become the villainess the world will love.” “No villainess is loved, gramps. We’re always the bad guys hated by mankind but who cares?” I shrugged my shoulders and gracefully flipped my

🖱️Victor🖱️ I know he doesn’t trust me. Not the way you trust someone with your back turned and your eyes closed. He watches me sometimes like he’s waiting for the other shoe to drop. Like he expects me to wake up one day and remember I’m supposed to be the villain in his story. But that doesn’t matter right now. Because today was the most fun I have ever had in my entire life. And that’s not something I say lightly.

"I don't care about the art. I don't care about the career. I'll burn the whole world down to get her back." "No," I said, pulling back to look at him. "That’s what he wants. He wants you to be the violent, unstable boy the papers are describing. We have to play this differently." I looked at the shattered glass on the floor, the shards catching the light. I was a red-flag woman now, according to the world. A fallen woman. Fine. If they wanted a villain, I would give them one. But I wouldn't be Victor’s trophy, and I wouldn't be Seven’s victim.

I flicked it away, focusing on my bestie. "What is this thing that could hurt people?" “It’s just something…unethical.” “Unethical?” I gasped, wiping my forehead. “You? Worried about ethics?” “I know, I know. I may be a villain but…I have my limits too.” “You’re not a villain. You’re my best friend. Sure you’re a little crazy and you scare me sometimes but…if this is really bothering you then, I’m sure it’s…” I trailed off, panting softly.