روايات وقصص ضمن I M The Fated Villain

I can't blame them, I guess. But, I am a changed man. I know people say that a lot, but I really do see the error of my ways. I have had countless therapy sessions by now. And I am deeply ashamed of my past. Perhaps this is also the reason the moon goddess hasn't blessed me with a fated mate yet, if I will ever meet her at all. Ashton has taken a chosen one, but he slanders her name daily by continuing to cheat on her. Jeremy seemed to have turned the page after he found his fated mate, and he got his sh*t together. Melissa... Don't get me started on that train wreck. We weren't exactly friends anymore ever since she tried to attack Lola when we ran into her with her brother at the mall, but

“Today, I call on your support and trust again. I call on that blind faith you have had in me till now and I believe I can call on it because I have never failed you and I do not plan to. This man beside me, whom I know very well, has hurt each and every one of you deeply. He has broken your family, killed your loved ones, murdered your friends in cold blood, and enslaved so many that were close to your hearts.” “But just as we have found each other and regrouped as a family, something we had no control over and just happened, Fate is something I have no control over either. We do not choose who completes us rather life just chooses to play tricks on us with that aspect of our lives.” “This

Anisha was looking her family enjoying, Viren hugged her and asked :" What are you thinking ?" "Sometimes, its seems like a dream. I mean, I can't belive I have a family. I have you , our children , now grand children. I am so happy and content in my life. I used to think , I will die alone but you came into my life as an angel and changed my life beautifully. Thank you for coming in my life ". "It's not me, it's fate Anisha. After all , you are my fated wife. You are written in my fate ": He said kissing her forehead.

And that neglect had festered for years, rotting me from the inside. As I deepened my thoughts, my hands trembled violently. I reached for the glass on the table and smashed it against the edge, watching it shatter into glittering shards. My pulse thundered, and I pressed one jagged piece into my palm until blood welled, thick and crimson. The sting seared me alive, but the pain only sharpened my voice. “People call me the villain,” I hissed, staring at the blood dripping down my wrist, pooling on the floor. “But I am not the villain. I am the reckoning. I am the bitch fate never accounted for.”

Was I truly ready for that step? You were just a minute ago, my subconscious reminds me. “I understand if you want to say no, especially after everything you’ve been through. I don’t want to pressure you into anything.” A smile crept over my lips, knowing I had already made my decision long ago that this was the only man I would ever give myself to completely. “Okay.” “Okay, as in yes?” His eyes flicked over me as he waited for my answer. “Yes. Mark me.” He smiled widely and as I stared at him with the sun hitting his blue eyes, making them look almost clear, I knew this was the right decision. I trust Zak with every fiber of my being. He was my mate, the one specifically designed for me and

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

The pain that brings them to a state of emergency, that allowed them to see the life they had lived, wishing somehow they could retrieve that life back, they they had not lost their lives to his hands. He not only sought it, he wanted to taste it. How wanted to taste their pain, their regrets for it was delicious knowing with all of those pain they would still die… in his hands. He knew he didn't need it, he just needed to feel it, 'cause it's all in his mind. He's a fiend. The figure was the child of a Fóix after all. They called him the spoilt spawn of terror. Son of Raymond Lé Fóix- The great villain of the Fóix Duchy.

“Now, stop this.” “You’re a controlling idiot!” “Yes. When it comes to you, I’m all that and more.” The Lycan laughed: “All that and more… Much more. A damn addict for her!” “I’m not going to be your lover, nor your prisoner, Dmitry Rurik!” He stopped. His gaze sank into hers, and for a moment, silence weighed heavily. “You’re not a lover. You are my Fated One. You know it. You feel it. That doesn’t change. Even if you try to run. Even if you hate me.”

"I know you ran to your little hero, thinking he'd save the day. But let me tell you right now, your Prince Charming is no match for this villain standing next to you. Valtor's breath danced across Valeria's ear, sending shivers down her spine. "For defying me and for every delay, I'll show you the fate that awaits you and all those who go against me. And to make sure you understand the gravity of your mistakes, you'll watch me destroy your happiness and the happiness of those you hold dear. You'll watch them suffer, and you'll know it's all because of your defiance." A sinister smile spread across Valtor's face. "I have a special surprise waiting for you milady, one that will keep you on yo

"At least he won't be an empty soul anymore if he gets a new Innehavre." Frog started to shake and he hugged himself, rubbing his paws along his arms. "They will make a bigger villain then you are. You will have to sacrifice the one you have trusted and counted on and even come to love. Tear him apart in a ritual only you know. The Last Game, I believe it's called. And don't bother lying to a Fate, Nickel matters to you."