Romans & histoires I Woke Up As The Villain

I'm so tired of all of it! I was even degraded as the villain of their story when in fact, I am also a victim…

I looked up at him, my voice ice-cold. “You’re not just a villain. You’re my nightmare in an expensive suit and... I want out of that nightmare.” He laughed quietly, low and mocking. I shoved his chest hard. He didn’t move. “You should know this,” he said calmly. “If you only have one option left—it’s me.” I stared at him with disgust, leaning in just enough for him to hear me clearly. “You think you’re my savior?” I said softly. “You’re the poison that started all of this.”

Then, he thought about how one of the men in the photos had caused that smudge, and he felt even more nauseous. He ended up puking so much that he fainted. When he woke up, a doctor came in with a report and told him that he had syphilis. The sickness spread quickly. In just a few months, he could not even get out of bed. Yvonne started blatantly bringing those men over to flirt with them in front of his face. The pain of the sickness gave him insomnia. Whenever he shut his eyes, he would even hear someone crying. When he “walked” over, he saw that it was the eighteen-year-old Willow crying.

Gamma Serena pointed out and he gave her a shrug. " I guess I woke up on the good side of the bed today. I just found myself this happy, " he replied and she rolled her eyes nonchalantly. " Good morning, " Alpha Victor's groggy voice announced his presence, sending shivers down my spine. He looked at me and smiled softly, before sitting down on his chair. He used me as a tool for revenge on the Moonfire Pack, my subconscious told me, indicating that I shouldn't let his smile fool me. But who was I not to be fooled? I was whipped already.

That was all I could remember. I woke up in a dark room. Someone has abducted me this time. I was scared. No one defended me. Sidd wouldn’t come for me, not after what I did to him at the park. He was both my hero and my enemy. Imagining a scenario where I had to call on my enemy to come to save me from friends I don’t know makes me bitter sometimes. I fearfully stepped down from the bed groping around the room. Is this a dungeon or something? No peeks of light. Who have I unknowingly offended this time? I finally touched the door handle. I tried to open it, but it was locked. I struggled with it but had no success.

“I assume you have a plan.” “Of course,” I whispered, leaning forward. “It’s time to hit them where it really hurts.” He raised an eyebrow. “And where is that?” “Leonardo’s heart,” I said coldly. Victor grinned. “Now this, I have to see.” The next morning, I woke up with a renewed sense of purpose. Victor was already up, sitting in the kitchen with his laptop open. He looked up when I walked in, handing me a cup of coffee without a word.

The day he locked me in his cage I promised him that I’d make him beg on his knees and at the end of this nightmare I’d wake up with a smile on my face. Antonio Ruthless. Monster. I am the monster nightmares are made of. The part of me that was human died a long time ago and now I live for vengeance and blood of my enemy. My name is enough to bring my enemies to their knees. I’m the real villain walking among the innocents. There’s nothing and no-one that would stop me from getting the blood that I was owed. Except her. And she tries. Oh, how she fûcking tries.

They were feral, focused only on destruction, their eyes glowing with a cold, dead light. Those creatures. My eyes went wide at the realization. The sight of them solidified the truth that had been spinning in my mind. Everything was really happening. The vision of the burning village, the capture, the ritual, the sudden escape—none of it was a trick of the mind. We had been trapped in that illusion, and the moment we broke free, shattering his evil plans, he's here. The villain on the throne, foiled in his ritual, had immediately sent his army to pursue us, to reclaim his sacrifices and silence the newly awakened power. “He's here,” I whispered. It wasn't a warning, but a terrifying confirm

This night was different, the food was laced with sleeping medicine, by the time he finished eating his food, he fell asleep. I started by tying him down to the chair, making sure he wouldn’t be able to attack me, tonight I’m the one in charge, not him. I waited for him to wake up, I want him to see everything that’s going to happen to him, I’m getting my revenge, I wasn’t a victim, I’m the bad guy this time. “I will take my knife, slit your head open and take your brain out with my own bare hands!" I scream at him, and he woke up and had the nerve to cock an eyebrow at me

The villains didn’t just attack randomly. They came with a message. —END OF CHAPTER 4— A single shadowy symbol burned itself into the ground where the villains vanished, and it spelt one word: “AWAKEN.”