My Son Might Be A Villain Novelas e Histórias

, and you wanna rule the whole universe With your villain manner… you should come off it and…' 'Enough!' He shrieked back at me. 'What do you know Karl?' 'Listen son, the world is for villain, to conquer and get your want… you have to commit a crime, you can't catch a big fish without putting a net' He said in whisper into my ear which I found irritated. I scoffed, I won't let this happen… Never'. He smirked at my coward words, 'You are such a coward, Karl' 'Coward?' 'Yeah… let say, the one who killed his father without sympathy… And can't even get the heir position for himself… Isn't that a coward?' He chuckled annoyingly.

“You should be more careful, by the way. The little ones hate you.” Kan’s eyes widened. “Hate me?” “Uh-huh.” She made a circular motion with her finger, like turning around the problem. “They think you’re the villain who wants to separate them from their mommy. Not just separate, but kill them because of an old bond.” “How could they know that?” “You’ll have to find out for yourself. After all… they have powers.” “They’re just kids and only five years old. Who would have guessed those three geniuses are my sons?” he said, sighing with pride. “They won’t hate me, they have no reason to.”

"Yeah, but... kids fall, right?" The doctor sighs and lowers the clipboard with the papers. "Are you and the father together?" What does this have to do with anything? "No," I reply. "When a child comes to us with a fracture like this, I have to ask. Do you think it could have anything to do with the father?" What is he talking about? "What? No!" I don't hesitate. Ashton is an asshole to people, but he's a good father. Owen loves him. Ashton wouldn't do anything to our son. No. He wouldn't. Ashton wouldn't look as he does if that were the case. No.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

"It's normal dad, we are hockey players. It was just a game" "Tanner! His father told me at our last alpha meeting that his son was carrying on the family legacy of hating us. Stay away from that boy. He is evil like his father" Luna Eve held her's son hand "Tan, I know you like to see the good in people but not this time. That boy, he and his brother aren't good. They took after their father. Maybe if Alice, their mother was alive, they wouldn't turn out this way" "But..." Tanner tried to protest.

Same as me. Sullivan Ricci, he was pure villain. Whoever broke him did a thorough job. Cielo? When I consider him, I see his eyes again, when he was that ten-year-old boy cowering, sobbing as his father beat him. Broke him. Is he now as pure a villain as his father was? "Good night, Horatio," I say and head back to the brownstone.

Just a revenge plot that destroyed everyone I loved. "I'm sorry," Chen says. "I know this isn't what you wanted to hear. But we needed you to know. Your grandfather's still out there. Still dangerous. Still—" "Still the real villain," Damien finishes. "Not my father. Mine was just a monster. Hers was a mastermind." We drive back to Montana in silence. Both processing. Both understanding. We were all pawns. All of us. Playing roles in a game we didn't understand.

“He carries his father’s name, yes, but he is not the same man! He is honorable, Mama! He is good! He…” “He is a killer!” she interrupted, her voice sharp. “He rules his city with fear and blood, just like Antonio did! How can you love a man like that? How can you betray your father’s memory by lying with his killer’s son?” “Because I see him!” I cried, tears streaming down my face again. “I see the good in him! I see the man who is trying to escape his father’s shadow! The man who is trying to build something better! The man who loves me!”

“If you want to save Mommy, then strike the enemy. Who wants her dead? The Mafia. So beat them, Daddy! What’s the difference between them and Louise or Camille if we don’t have a plan?” “H-hey, Zayne, this isn’t the time for games!” Hero scolded, making the boy glare at him. “What if I kick you out instead, Uncle Hero?” Hero swallowed hard at the threat and went quiet. Zekiel, however, couldn’t believe what his son was saying—but then he remembered how intelligent the boy was, especially with his royal blood. All he needed to do was guide and support him. Zekiel broke free from Dylan and Hero’s hold and faced Zayne seriously.

He was ten when he returned home. He overheard his mother telling his father, "He's already ten years old! Ten! This child's character is set for life—it'll never change! He was raised by that madman. How can you expect him to be normal? "He's not our son anymore—he's that monster's son! "Whatever Victor Fuller can do, he'll be able to do too. I don't dare acknowledge someone like that as my child!" “Archie we've raised is our real son, not him... he's a demon!"