I Only Treat Villains Novels & Stories

Yes, I have my set standards, but in reality, I just simply and honestly want to meet a nice man that I will experience real-life romance with. I am not asking for too much but the universe really decided that I shall have a whole new, different plot just for me. I am only asking for a nice man; therefore, I am given someone who is not simply nice… I am given a villain. The villain named Navier. With everything that I have heard and know a bit about myself, saying that he is a villain makes so much more sense now—and it is not a bad thing. If this is a part of who Navier really is, I already established to myself how I am more scared of the fact that I will easily accept him no matter what.

He could also pass for being a pathetic villain too. Naturally, from the little I know, Jonas is far from Pathetic. But if he were the villain of our unpredictable story, why would he save my life? Not once or twice, I stopped counting at three. Or was there a fourth time? Since I was dirt poor to afford a television, I had relied upon comics books to give me the same thrill and I had never read about a villain who acted the same way Jonas was. He even killed someone affiliated with the Council for my sake.

In fact, he by no means feared Anna withinside the first place -- he by no means feared half-vampires. "You are incurably stupid. I will now no longer be accountable for the consequences, you recognise? Do you observe you could use your ridiculous philanthropism to construct a bridge among one-of-a-kind races?" "I'm now no longer that sort of saint. To be honest, I would not care if an incredible villain became being sucked to dying via way of means of a vampire. Neither might I contain me if I noticed a vampire demise of thirst." "Liar. If you noticed an incurable villain being threatened via way of means of the fangs of a vampire, you'll nevertheless store him. If you noticed a famished va

"So, this is what you want? instead of a peaceful oath?" "Behold the answer." "..." Now I can see the wrath in his eyes. "The only way to save them is to kill me. So, if I kill you first, they shall suffer under my command." "You're a monster." "No. I'm the villain." He's unleashing his fangs and claws and so am I. "Let's end this today."

"Vhy do you like the vampire movies so much, My Chocolate Princess?" After taking some calming breaths she looks curiously at me, "Why do you call me, Chocolate Princess?" "Ve all call you something different, and that's what I choose to call you. And because you are My Little Chocolate Princess." She smiles and answers, "Oh ok cool, and because I love villains! And in most of the movies or stories that I've seen or read vampires are the villains." Indeed this is true, "So you like villains?" She smirks, "Yes I do. Why does the good guy have to win all of the time? I think that villains should win sometimes too." She gives a flirty smirk and looks at me through her long lashes, "What do you

As if I hadn’t seen right through his weak attempt at playing me. It was almost insulting how little they thought of me. If they were going to paint me as the villain in their story, the least they could do was acknowledge just how dangerous I could be. I wasn’t a monster. Not really. But a villain? Well, maybe. I mean, we’re all villains in someone’s story, aren’t we? The way I saw it, I was just trying to survive. This world didn’t reward the weak. It was survival of the fittest, and I was born to win. I had to win.

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.

I was sick of this game. “I’m grateful I didn’t inherit your ambition. I won’t ever turn my children into pawns in this horrendous game for power. Not Daniele, not Simona, not Gabriel.” I touched my belly. “Because they all are my children, and I’ll fight everyone like a warrior to protect them of the horrors of this world, even if they come in the shape of my own parents.”

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.