I Raised The Villains Preciously Novelas e Histórias

“Tell me, Izana, do you think of me as a villain too?” “Who told you that you’re a villain?” Izana’s voice sharpened. Realizing that he was scaring after seeing her flinch, his gentle voice came back and there was a hint of apology in it: “Whoever said that, they are the villain. They can prosecute you as if they are standing in the high ground. They don’t know what you’ve been through. You are a strong sweet girl who still gives sunshine to others even when darkness tried their hardest to cling to you. They just don’t know you…”

I was The Ghost. That was what they called me in the mafia underworld. It was a name that was whispered with fear. A name I had earned through blood and fire. Kairo had trained me to be untouchable, ruthless and precise. And when the time came, I would make sure Richard and Jason Harlow paid for everything they had done. But first, I had to step into their world. A knock sounded at the door. “Miss Ruby, Don Siegel summons you!” A guard's voice came through.

Men shouting. The villain standing in the doorway of reality itself, holding something glowing in his hand. Something pulsing. Something alive. Maeve’s stomach dropped. “That’s not possible,” she whispered. The villain smiled slowly. “It wasn’t.” He lifted the object higher. A shard. But not gold. Not black. Crimson. Cade stiffened beside her. “That’s the core,” he said quietly. The villain’s grin widened. “And if I break it…” The void trembled violently.

"She's a nobody. She-" "She's worth more than you'll ever be," he cut her off sharply, his voice rising with the intensity of his disdain. "She doesn't have to claw and manipulate to gain respect or affection. She earns it because she's genuine. And you?" He paused, his eyes narrowing as he delivered the final blow. "You're nothing but a desperate shadow trying to steal the light you'll never possess."

The threat of her hatred would be appeased. It was time. I took a deep breath and started. “I, Scarlett...—” Oh my god. Oh no. No, no, no, no.... This couldn’t be happening right now. I didn’t know Scarlett’s last name. Why the hell would I remember the random surname of a secondary villain? Truthfully, I couldn’t recall it being mentioned in the book at all. Did I even need it? Maybe I could still break the pack bond without stating my last name.

“He killed our boss; hand him over to us, and we’ll spare you.” Valen laughs in amusement, like he’s just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world. His shoulders shake, and when he finally lifts his head, something sharp and dangerous takes over his eyes. “Spare me?” he repeats mockingly. “That’s generous.” Ilya watches the way they creep closer and closer to them. Ilya’s eyes roam over them. They’re only six; Ilya can handle them just fine, but suddenly, more men appear from nowhere, and now, they’re completely outnumbered.

My heart froze when the tip stopped in my direction. “She used magic!” I turned to Leon. “Isn’t that supposed to be against the rules?” “Are you scared already, weakling?” She smirked. Weak what? “Bring. It. On.” “Truth or dare?” My fingers greased my stilettos slightly. “Truth.” “Hmm... let’s see.” Ivella inspected her fingers before turning back to me. “How does it feel knowing you will not be alive long enough to graduate? For someone as powerless as you, it’s obvious you won’t survive. So tell me, how does it feel?”

Kael's attention sharpened instantly, his body going still and alert. "They'll want to question everyone who was near the square," he said. "Including you." "I didn't see anything. I only saw her after she'd already fallen." "That won't matter. Not once they learn you were standing beside the Black Villain when it happened." A humorless edge crept into his voice. "My presence tends to draw suspicion, even when I am the one trying to prevent bloodshed rather than cause it." Elara studied him carefully, the tension in his shoulders, the wariness in his eyes as he watched the guards move through the crowd. "You're afraid," she said slowly, realizing it even as she spoke the words aloud. "Not of

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.