Romans & histoires My Disciples Are All Big Villains Novel

“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.”

Ain’t life a bitch? The villain in the story never comes out on top, but you’ve gotta admire their tenacity. The world’s against them, they know they’re bound to lose, and still, they go all-in on their efforts. I can’t imagine giving enough of a shit about anything to risk it all like that, but hey, I’ll give credit where it’s due. When you think about it, maybe the true hero of the story isn’t always the good guy with the strict moral code. Maybe it’s really the one who keeps on fighting until he has nothing left to lose.

“Let's see if you will die if you could finish five hundred laps. Besides, aren't you all beta werewolves? It's no problem at all. You'll get through it!” No! There's no way we can get through it! We'll die! Evelyn added, “Start running now, the time is running!” The twenty disciples were crying without tears as they started running for five hundred laps. While deep down inside, they complained. Their new master is a demon! They were fooled by her gentle and mesmerizing face! END OF CHAPTER 31

” Everyone yelled, “Yes, Princess.” Mom jumped in, “That’s good because there is a new threat to your Princess.” There was a collective growl and mom explained, “There was a man who was banished from this kingdom after he killed his mate. His name is Yahir. Do any of you know him?” Only a few nodded their heads. One warrior spoke, “He tried to approach me while I was on patrol. I shifted on him and he took off.” I nodded, “Apparently, he has found out about my plan to start these classes. I don’t know how, unless there is someone in the kingdom who does not want us giving these classes.” Another warrior spoke, “There is a warrior on the regular guard who is quite vocal in his opposition to t

- 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.

19. Her Grave Rogue's POV I was filled with enrage to my very toes, my breathing coming out warm like a dragon's breath before it spits fire. It was hard to come to terms that the survivors of Venturi used the son of one of the Alphas who have vowed their loyalty to me with an Omertà.

When Mystic Vale saw that evil-warding coin, he knew he had no chance to argue anymore. Before the karma marks even showed up on his body, he had already grabbed the person next to him by the neck! Which disciple was closest to him, which disciple was the unluckiest. He could've done it without anyone noticing and gone to his good disciple first—no one would've found out. But Ethereal Lumin Hold, that female disciple, just had to meddle!

"Yоu dоn't bеlong tо this wоrld. Yоu're. innосent. Gеnuinе. Yоu dоn't hаve аn аngle оr а hiddеn motive. Thаt's rаre fоr mе." I аm tаken аbаck by his wоrds аnd cаn feel а wаrmth rising intо my chееks. I fiddle with my hаnds, unsurе оf whаt tо sаy. After а pаuse, I stееl mysеlf tо аsk thе question thаt hаs been niggling аt mе аll аlong. "Why dоn't yоu just leаve thе mаfiа? If it's sо dаngerous аnd full оf betrаyаl, why nоt wаlk аwаy?"

All the things that she remembered also added up so far, bringing us right here. Monica has given me no reason to doubt her, but something feels off. The Disciple felt… larger than life. I’ve only ever heard of him, but hearing the things he’s done is enough to make me conclude that he’s not someone who would just die this way. From keeping a young girl like a pet to keeping a Royal Healer to commanding people to poison someone… it’s a lot. And the hanging corpse in front of me just doesn’t seem to reflect that.

And right beside Tessa stood Chris. "I heard from Chris and couldn't shake my concern, so I followed along," she explained smoothly. Their united front ignited a glacial fury that roared through my veins. "Followed along?" I sneered, curling my lips in mockery. "Or to confirm my son won't survive, clearing the path for you adulterers to shed your burdens and start fresh sooner?" Chris's face twisted in disbelief. "What nonsense is this? Wesley is fighting for his life, and you're ranting like a madwoman."