I M The Fated Villain Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said and laughed out loud. "How about knowing that other people will know exactly that you're horny?" Achilles said. This time it was Khalid who laughed out loud because I could just feel my inner muscles pulsing. "Your dear Fated One is a perv, surely the part about others knowing only made her hornier, don't you see? She's an exhibitionist, so the more people who know, the better, right?" The vampire's voice just made me smile. "See, someone here knows what they're doing." I teased Achilles and Perseus and tried to move away, but Achilles and Perseus caught me between them.

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

“To dumb it down, everyone hates you so much. They would rather gush out their eyes than see you win this game." The system's voice was steady, calm, void of emotions, but to Melissa it felt a sharp iron rod to her chest. She knew she was hated, but for them to be willing to inflict pain on themselves just as not to see her victorious was just psychopathic. “As for your second question, why do you have to be the villain?" the system continued casually as though reading the weather. “Because being evil suits you, besides you had one of those most gruesome betrayals in your past life, so I am certain you can channel just enough anger to make this game the hottest thing on national television."

The mate bond was a roaring fire now, screaming at me to touch her, to claim her, to protect her from any and all harm…even the harm she was orchestrating herself. " The person doesn't know that I betrayed them and I have a feeling they are plotting something...serious. It's not business related. I have to learn what it is, only then can I protect that stupid girl who thinks everyone has a chance for redemption. I am a villain, I have already made peace with that. I have done so much evil to Katy so this time, I am choosing to use my villainity to protect her. Does that make sense?” She asked, tilting her head to observe me.

I'm not finished with them. My soul is damned and the woman who I can't forget has already forsaken me. Now I'm a malevolent phantom who will have his revenge and his pixie. I am the Damned Forsaken.

"But they haven't won the girl. If you stay with me now, they’ll kill us both. If you play the victim, you stay in the light. You stay where you can find the key to the Trust’s vault. You become the hunter I made you to be." He leaned down, his mouth crashing onto hers in a kiss that was less of a goodbye and more of a branding. It was raw, suffocating, and tasted of the chemicals that had nearly erased her. It was the kiss of a man who would rather be hated by the world than lose the only person who understood his darkness. "I am the villain in your story, Ivy," he whispered against her lips. "Make them believe it. Make it the most beautiful lie they’ve ever heard."

Well, that child is the Tiger he had just murdered and His Mate. Fate Just Got Badass. And it will sting like bloody hell. ******

My heart roared, my wolf howled. “Mate”. I froze. “No,” I breathed. My voice came out hoarse and unsteady. The girl…Zara. The child I was meant to slaughter. The one the council called cursed. The one who should not have survived this night. My mate. Her lips parted as if she felt it too. Her eyes widened, disbelief painting her face. She uttered one word, broken and mild, yet it struck harder than any blade. “Mate…” I staggered a step back, clasping my fists. This wasn’t possible. The council had sworn she was dangerous, tainted, and a threat to every bloodline. I had agreed to their order. I had sworn I would carry it out.

I stare right into his beautiful eyes, desperately searching for a hint of the person I knew him to be. His hand grabs my neck roughly, "Do you know who I am, May?. I am not one of the teenager you are used to." I swallowed my fear, ignoring the rising pain in my neck. "I don't care. " "You should Jailbait." "I don't care." "I am not someone you'd want to run into Ina dark alley, I am not a prince charming. I am the villain who eats little virgins like you for breakfast. I am a nightmare."

People going about their days, unaware that mine was imploding again. "What if he's right?" I whispered. "What if I am the villain?" "Then we're both villains." Damien's arms tightened around me. "Because I'm about to burn Victor Kane's empire to the ground."