Make Me Your Villain Novels & Stories

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

"No, you didn't do this. Helena did. And we are going to catch that undead motherfucker, this time, I'll make sure she can't come back to life." There was determination in his voice as he said it and it made me smile. "I'm glad I have my own personal hero." He shrugged. "I wouldn't call myself a hero. Not many people like me. I'd say that I'm your very own Villain." I laughed. "Right. . ." I began to walk away. "We should go home and re-strategise." I heard him fall into step behind me and I barely made it three steps when I felt a sudden zap in my core.

Amara's pov I think I might have to change my villain origin story and to be honest, I liked this one better, it sounded more original and in my head, it looked like a story that can break Hollywood. This time it won't be a man not texting me back. It will be because I was almost raped by my so-called fiancé, attacked by him, forcefully marked, and then him bailing out and leaving me in a burning cottage to save himself screaming that he couldn't carry me because I would slow him down.

“You made all of them your enemies. You are now a villain in their eyes.” I shrugged. “Yes, and it was worth it. If being a villain would save her, then I don’t mind getting my hands dirty for her. I don’t care however the world view me as long as I get to keep her safe. This is who I am, Giovanni. I’m a terrible man. I lie. I do horrible things. And I would do more in the future if that’s what it takes to stop our fathers because I know they wouldn’t stop, too. Alexandra had almost lost her life for us once. I will not let it happen again. That was the answer I didn’t get to tell you back at the wedding since many people were spying in on us.”

I ranted and his lips twitched in amusement as I finished my little rant. "You make it sound like I’m a villain.” He murmured, that infuriatingly smooth voice of his making the words sound almost playful. I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest, “You are a villain, Zade. Who else would kidnap someone back to their own city?” “A villain, huh?” He tilted his head, his gaze darkening just a fraction as he leaned in slightly, “If I’m a villain, what does that make you?” “Your victim.” I shot back without hesitation, lifting my chin defiantly.

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.

she threatened. "Go ahead baby" Dimitri said, grinning as he stood up and began to walk slowly towards her, like a tiger stalking it's prey. She refused to move and let him come stand in front of her. "Stuff like this makes the game even more interesting and honestly it's been a long long time since I have had a worthy opponent. It's been very boring here lately... Until you came along. So bring it on, Kelly Darcy, don't hold back. I'm sure that whatever it is you dish out, I can take it. I'm doing whatever needs to be done to get what I want and I will not apologize for that. I wouldn't have gotten to the place I am today if I was worried about people's feelings. I don't understand why this

And without wasting any time he thrusted inside her in an animalistic pace. "You will love me. You will fucking love me. You're mine. You're mine. I own you. You have to love me." With that everything blacked out but he didn't stop. He didn't even after feeling her motionless body laid under him. If this was the definition of love then every villain was indeed in love with his prey. ________________________________________ Damn, that was some long shit. Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Do follow me here and on I*******m marwians

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

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.