I Only Treat Villains Novels & Stories

For him to have such power and resources, Arianna finally came to the conclusion, Marcel was in the Mafia. "Don't monsters deserve to be loved?" "What?" Arianna was stunned by that question. By the way, when did their conversation move in this direction? "In every story and fairy tale, the good ones always have their happy ending. Why does no one write about the villains? We, the villains, are the reason the plot seems interesting in the first place yet no one tells of our contribution nor creates our happy ending. Why's that?" By the time Marcel was through with his question, Arianna's jaw had already dropped to the ground.

Meanwhile, the female lead’s been putting up with pregnancy rumors and being treated like a mistress for him. [You must be an old reader. You're late. The plot’s already gone completely off track, haha.] [We’re all shipping the supporting female lead with the villain now.]

Still, I went on, "My best friend and my husband had sex in my grandfather-in-law's casket on the day of his burial. Then, after I exposed them, my mother-in-law and these two tried to twist the narrative and paint me as the villain. "I am the victim here. I've suffered two betrayals from the people closest to me. This is the proof." I raised the phone. "They planned this themselves. I believe even my grandfather's spirit can see that I'm innocent. And I have all of you as witnesses." I turned to Dulce and finished, "Is there any doubt left?" Vincent suddenly sat up in the coffin. "Fuck you, bitch! Victim my ass! You caused this too!" he bellowed. "Yes, I'm cheating with Stephanie. So what?!

He turns me — gently, the way you turn a lover — and the dagger comes out of his side-sash so quickly I do not even register the motion until it is already between my ribs. "You were never going to be the queen this kingdom needed, Irene." "Rose is everything you are not." He pushes me. I have already shown you this part. I am not going to show it to you again. The Hollow takes me. But this is the part I have not shown you.

Jax told Lily. "Shut that trap you call a mouth up before I do it for you" Ryder snarled at him. Jax promptly shut his mouth because Ryder was looking so scary. "So Lily. Do you have anything to tell me?" Ryder asked her. "No… no… no I don't" Lily replied. "Good. You know I always saw you as a sweet innocent girl. Now I know better, you are even worse than a viper." "Big brother!" Lily exclaimed in shock.

"You could have been happy, could've recreated this world with me" "Every villain hates the world as it is, because it calls you all out for what you are. You're a murder, a psychopath and an abusive f**ked up man that doesn't deserve to live. And I won't regret doing what I've done, besides not stabbing you in the heart instead" "You're warped" He hisses at my ear. "F**ked up, as I am. But you don't even know what you are and in the end proved more trouble than if I had sticked to f**king Celene. "

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.

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

That's what they all believed. It was reasonable for them to think that way. A spoiled wealthy girl and a naive innocent one. Who was the villain? Apparently, no one was on my side. People believe what they want to believe, and I was the one who got their anger. That was that. They couldn't be changed. But I did hold some grievances. I was pissed not because everyone hated me, but because of Annika Summers, the girl with an innocent face I used to take as my best friend.

“Then I’ll take it back. She wants to play a game of exposure? I’ll show her exposure.” “Meaning?” His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “She has secrets, Victor. Everyone does. And I’ll drag them into the light until she drowns in them.” Victor’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Dangerous move. But fitting for the villain you claim to be.” I ignored his mockery and picked up the glass again, the whiskey swirling like my rage. “Villains win because they’re willing to do what heroes won’t.” “Or because they don’t know when to stop,” Victor countered.