Novel & Cerita I Raised The Villains Preciously

He returns the first aid kit. I went into the room to take a rest away from him, his character is so undesirable. I feel goosebumps at the thought of fluttering for someone like that. Never again, not in this lifetime or another.

- I said wryly. I slowly lowered myself onto my back, leaning my butt against Felipe's side, and gathered up the two books on the floor. As I picked them up, I returned to the position I had been in a few minutes before, her gaze changed to discomfort and before she could pick them up, I purposely dropped them on her foot, drawing laughter from my friends. - You don't know who you're messing with, girl. You want me to be the villain? Fine, I will, just don't ask me to stop, because I really won't." I whispered in her ear and walked into the living room without even picking up mine.

“It’s one of your more endearing flaws.” “I’m not afraid of you.” “That,” he replied, stepping closer, “is a lie you tell yourself so you don’t break.” I refused to step back. The sigils flared anyway, tightening around my ankles like invisible shackles. Kaelen sighed. “You make this harder than it needs to be.” “Funny,” I shot back, heart pounding. “That’s what all villains say right before they monologue.” A flicker of amusement crossed his face. Then it vanished.

“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.

He was right to not say yes. "Arthur will definitely be turning to dishonest methods to force me to give it up. I'm worried that they'll go after you." I knew this would be the case. The villains in traditional TV shows were like that, only going after the children and women the other side cared about. That was all they could do. "Come after me? You seem to have forgotten who I am. Stick to your principles and tell them to come over here. If those people really dare to mess with me, I'll show them why they shouldn't."

I snatched the case from Veronica and moved toward the stairs. “When I come back out, I want you gone, Mom. I don’t want to ever see you again.” I turned and walked. I was done being the docile guy. If everyone wanted a villain, I would give them a Villain.

Somewhere, Jared would flinch at the news. Somewhere, the council would tremble behind their velvet curtains. And Serafina? She would not tremble. She would not kneel. She would burn the world down before she ever bowed to it. Her lips parted, and she whispered to the wind: “If they want a villain..." She smiled, slow and cruel. "Then I'll give them a nightmare."

"Name your price. I will give you everything." "I do not want your money, Sterling," Lord Aris declared, his voice dropping to a terrifying, absolute zero. "Your world of corporate scandals, fake divorces, and media circus is exactly what left my niece vulnerable. You are a violent, feral man, and your world is entirely beneath her." Lord Aris held up the glowing vial, delivering the ultimate, soul crushing blow.

MAVIS grabbed one villain in each hand and swung them back and forth, shattering the concrete ground. MAVIS knocked out two and dropped them. Two more villains with knives rushed in from the side and tried to stab MAVIS in the belly. Unfortunately, MAVIS had no belly! It was made of metal and impervious to stabs. The knives scratched its outer coat and left a few shallow marks on the metal panel. The villains' faces changed. "Damn! It's a monster!" The emotionless MAVIS lifted its arm and grabbed the two villains, swinging them to the ground again. In the chaos, Max squeezed next to Ambrose, carefully protecting him from harm.