Mistakenly Saving The Villain Novels & Stories

She then hurriedly wrapped the sheets around her naked figure and spat. "Yes, your father defeated the Lycan King but your story is incorrect, Damien Knight. Because the person who jumped to save your father wasn’t Victor but my Dad.” Damien snickered and glared into fiery pits, “Again the game of lies. When will you grow up?”

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

Sohpia whispered to me and before I knew it, we were running back to the mansion. As soon as we got into the room, we closed the door and pulled down the curtains in fear. I took a few minutes to digest what just happened, I had probably made the biggest mistake of my life by saving a vampire. "OMG, I'm so dead." "You definitely are. Once our master finds out you saved one of the wolves greatest enemies, it's going to be much worse." I had started to feel like a failure. Tears were in my eyes already as I regretted going into the forest to look for Henry, I should have listened to Sophia and stayed back at the mansion.

"And you? Did you have your own plan of saving him?" My lips pursed. "I did." "Which is?" "I wanted to convince you he's not a bad guy." A weak reason. It will just raise his suspicions. When he turned to me with a scoff, I shivered. "Not a bad guy? Of course. He's sabotaging an evil mafia organization and almost killed a woman, that was also somehow evil because she's affiliated with the mafia even though she came there to get revenge for her father that the same 'good guy', you were talking about, killed?"

Julian Hart had me move into his basement so he could trample on my dignity whenever he pleased. What he didn’t know was that I had transmigrated from the real world into the novel. When Julian insulted me, I endured it without talking back. When he slapped me, I licked his palm. When his first love stepped on me with her high heel to assert her dominance, I told her that the scent of her perfume reached me before the pain did. A year later, Julian was so disgusted by me that he almost knelt down and begged me to keep my distance from them. But there was no way I was leaving. I hadn’t come to tear them apart. I had come to join them.

The universe really said expectations versus reality that all her expectations really went down the drain with her standards. She was given romance with the villain. The villain who is the devil she signed a contract with. The villain who is sleeping soundly on her chest right now. The villain named Navier. Now, dating the villain doesn’t seem so bad… or is it?

"Am I the only one who sees how stupid she's being? Please, tell her not to go along with this hair brained scheme of his, Miss Lillian. We know next to nothing about the guy and what we do know isn't very promising. We can not just send her away with a guy like that." I took a seat at the edge of Miss Lillian's bed, letting out a sigh. Her room was the place the three of us usually met at whenever we were free to chat and catch up. Though, today the atmosphere in the room was anything but happy. After having danced most of the night last night and then working around the house for most of the day, I was too tired to have any sort of an argument, let alone one that seemed nearly impossible t

"You really think this plan is flawless, don't you?" Celeste sneered. "So what if it isn't? No one's coming to save you." I pointed toward the man standing beside her, Vincent. "Don't you get it? You're being used. You think you're some kind of warrior fighting for love, but you're just a dog doing someone else's dirty work." Her face froze. "Who are you saying is using me?" "You know exactly who. Keep this up, and you'll regret it soon enough." Before she could answer, Vincent grabbed a rock and hurled it down at us. "Don't listen to him, Celeste! He's stalling for time, waiting for rescue. Bury him now!"

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.

Those times when I became the villain first, when I seized control of the narrative, the damage went to my enemies instead. But the incidents where I was passive, where I just tried to avoid danger or save someone without thinking about the bigger consequences, those went wrong in horrible ways. Dominic's accident found a random warehouse worker who didn't deserve it. Daisy's protection led to Blair's death when it should have been one of the real bullies paying the price. Tonight's food poisoning hit me anyway through a completely different source because I thought just not eating would be enough. The thought crystallized and I picked up the black marker, writing in large bold letters acros