I Quit Being The Villain Novels & Stories

The elderly preferred a quiet environment, and I didn't want to disturb Elijah and Iris because of the commotion. Though I was reluctant, I went outside to face Tyler. Gone were the disgust and hesitation in his eyes—now they held only regret and guilt. "I'm sorry, Sienna. I made a terrible mistake." "None of this was intentional. I… I was manipulated by Jenna and Florence. I've already kicked them out of the house. From now on, I'll stand by your side, no matter what."

“I can’t be with you the way you want anymore. I told you… I’m done.” Those words again. I’m done. They hit harder every single time. My jaw tightened as I forced myself to stay still. Pleading hadn’t worked. Reason hadn’t worked. “So that’s it,” I said slowly, my voice turning colder with each word. “You want me to become the villain you already think I am.” Her lips parted slightly. Something flickered in her eyes. Fear. Good. “Fine,” I said quietly. “If that’s what it takes to bring you back… then so be it.”

He knew about my past and what my biggest insecurities were, yet he still chose to aim his knife right there. From that moment on, I began to close off my heart, little by little. It wasn't that I stopped loving him. I just realized that my love was never going to be reciprocated. To him, I was just being a drama queen who was always making him look bad in front of people. But the truth was, I just couldn't stand the fact that my boyfriend always had someone else on his mind. Right after I signed my resignation papers, my phone rang. It was Preston.

But it all felt distant to Elara now, muffled, as though she and this stranger stood inside a small bubble the rain could not quite reach. "I don't know you," she said, though it came out less certain than she meant it to. "No," he said again. "Not yet." There was something in the way he said it. Not yet. As though it were a fact already decided, a sentence already written somewhere she could not see. As though they had a future together that he alone remembered. She should have left then. Every instinct told her to turn, to walk quickly back into the crowd, to forget she had ever locked eyes with the Black Villain on a rainy street corner. She had heard the stories. She had heard what happe

“I loved her and this is how she treats me. I gave her everything. I gave her my life, my soul, my time, my money, my future and my past. “I was there when she needed someone to be for her. She was alone, Rowan, I was there by her side. I watched her children grow and I helped her business grow. I did everything I could for her. “I bought a company for her when she wanted her family out of there. I ran her family out of business. I ran her friends out of business. I did all of this for her and when it came to destroying the life of her ex husband she folded and suddenly I’m the villain. “What kind of stupid world do we live in where I am the villain and she is the hero or the victim. I am th

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."

"Well, go on. I want to hear more!" "How dare you show your face around here! I'll make you pay for making Dick faint!" Dick did not look at me, but he kept pulling on Yvonne and making himself look like a puppy who was kicked into a ditch. That seemed to tell everyone I was a cruel and heartless villain. All the cameras were on me now. "You still won't confess your crimes. If you want to be vindicated, we can fight for it. Right in front of the whole nation."

I am not hero or villain, I am me and I decided to stick with you forever, you and Me together forever. ceri:- but everyone want to play the role of hero and villain, you telling me that you want to leave in peace velliam:- everyone want to play but in reality we are human not God and devil. no matter how hard we try we never become them and those want to play and those who get to play, are most unfortunate people because they only going to suffer, lost their real them, become their worst enemy, that why I don't want to become something that not I am, I am arrogant before and I suffer so much because of that

"Yоu dоn't bеlong tо this wоrld. Yоu're. innосent. Gеnuinе. Yоu dоn't hаve аn аngle оr а hiddеn motive. Thаt's rаre fоr mе." I аm tаken аbаck by his wоrds аnd cаn feel а wаrmth rising intо my chееks. I fiddle with my hаnds, unsurе оf whаt tо sаy. After а pаuse, I stееl mysеlf tо аsk thе question thаt hаs been niggling аt mе аll аlong. "Why dоn't yоu just leаve thе mаfiа? If it's sо dаngerous аnd full оf betrаyаl, why nоt wаlk аwаy?"

“Let them talk. I’ll shut every mouth that tries.” I looked away, biting my lip hard to keep the tears from falling. “I worked so hard, Theo. I gave everything to this. And now I’m the villain?” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “You’re not the villain. You’re the reason we even got this far. I’ll find out who really did this. I swear it.”