If We Were Villains Characters Mga Nobela at Kwento

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

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.

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

She was given a shot at what love and romance can be with a villain. A villain who offered her the contract she cannot reject. The very person who is sleeping soundly against her chest. The man named Navier. When novels and stories established that bad guys can fool you for their angelic looks and irresistible charms, they were not kidding about it at all. Now, dating the villain does not seem so bad... or does it?

We weren’t getting any answers” Eventually, Maya leaned back and sighed. “Okay. So we don’t have a villain monologue. Yet.” I closed my laptop, “But we have a pattern” She nodded. “Someone either feels threatened or is just the most evil person ever. I hate snitches” She then softened and looked at me, “Hey, we’ll figure this out. We just need to stay patient” I met her gaze. “You’re not worried this’ll blow back on us?” She shrugged. “It already has.” That earned a quiet laugh from me.

And now that I think of it, this world was indeed filled with more dipshits than I can possibly comprehend. For starters, in those little movies they all crowd together to watch, they never really tell the history of the villains. I get it, they are villains, they are the bad guys, the hated guys, and honestly; the reason behind so much hatred is understandable. But then again, it’s a little unfair that we never get to see their whole stories. So they go rogue, wanting to tell their own story, leaving behind them a trail of blood and open graves in the process.

Vessa is the only host the pearl has not finished, and she is sitting at the foot of an empty cairn, and the pearl in my chest does not like being looked at by a woman who escaped it. "Why are you sad, Vessa." "Because you are about to do what I did. And I cannot stop you. I am only allowed to warn." "Tell me what you did." She tells me. Without flourish, without the long pauses of Morrigwen, without any of the stagecraft I have come to expect from the dead. She had been refusing food for nine days. The Salt Throne had laid a tax on her village that ate the harvest before the harvest could be eaten by anyone, and Vessa had been sitting in the village square refusing the small meals her siste

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."

The time is between the medieval age and the steam age. Villains They are everyone's enemy. We all hate them. Don't we? But what if I told you they weren't as bad as you may think. A story may exist without a particular hero (protagonist) ,but a story cannot exist without a good villain. The villain is always the main character. The main show. All a hero does is give the story a satisfying, not-tragic ending. But what's the fun in that? In fact, some heroes are actually villains in some people's lives. Villains are just heroes with a broken heart.

I asked. “No one,” Amor said. “We are all just people trying to protect people we love by forsaking the lives of people who hold little to no values in our eyes. Killian. Zahir. Hikari. You. Me. We are all the same. We are all villains… this world has no hero because this world is no fiction.” I dropped my gaze, and so did everyone else. ‘It’s not the end…’ a voice echoed from the sky. Amor and I looked around frantically.