Novel & Cerita My Son Might Be A Villain

“You always need a villain, don’t you? Someone to blame. It can’t just be you. It can’t be that maybe she saw you for what you are.” My fists were trembling. My throat was tight. “And what am I, then? Tell me.” He leaned in just slightly, his voice cutting through me soft but sharp. “You’re your father’s son. Violence wrapped in charm. A boy who calls obsession love.” I swore under my breath, pacing two steps, three steps, like I could outrun the sting of his words. But he wasn’t finished, no, he wanted to slice deeper. “You think she’s safer with you?” Valerio said, voice low, almost pitying. Then his mouth twisted into a blade. “The man who slept with his own blood?”

She's one of the youngest CEO in the world. "Do you know what kind of man your son is growing to call father?" Levi asked him. "He's Gonzalo Valenzuela, a New York kingpin. A drug lord, a killer, an evil person. Do you want your son around that kind of person? He's living a dangerous life, Denver. Your son will never be safe around him." Denver fell into a deep silence. "I know, they were scary. Gonzalo is the kind of man you can't mess with; he's going to rip you into shreds. You can't take Tommy away, at least not without help." Naomi added, and that made him turn to her.

I smiled to myself as I walked back toward the cave. “The plan must go on. No matter the cost.” The girls were powerful. Far more powerful than I had expected. So no,my trip had not been a waste after all. And I had that old vampire to thank for it. They would call me many things. Evil. Monster. Bad mother. But the truth was simple, I only wanted what was best for my son. And that meant taking back everything that he had stolen from me,and yes a child can be his mother's biggest enemy.

Letting out a sigh, Damian said: "You are making it seem like I'm the bad boy here. You know I am doing this for the safety of the pack- for our son." He tried reaching for her, but she pulled away. "You're the villain here, Damian. Don't you get it? You became one the moment you killed that child's parents. You became one the moment you asked me to kill that innocent girl!" she spat to his face, hitting her chest in rage.

"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.

Our home was a legal fiction. James arrived within the hour, his face grim. He read the motion, his jaw tightening. “This is Volker,” he said. “She’s a shark. This is… aggressively constructed.” He looked at me. “They’ve made you the villain, Maya. The unstable mother led astray. Liam is the corrupting influence. Daniel is the concerned, wronged father.” “What do we do?” The question was a plea.

Uncle Joe is the real villain behind Dad's story. He has always been against Dad, harboring a deep-seated hatred for nearly everything Dad has or does. It feels as if he’s an enemy rather than a brother, and I struggle to comprehend the irrational animosity he holds toward Dad. Dad has been nothing but kind and genuine to him, yet Uncle Joe only seems focused on bringing Dad down, creating chaos in his life at every turn.

I maneuvered at the last minute not to get into a collision. “Dad watch the road !” Lewis exclaimed with fear. “Dad is scared,” Liam said almost crying. “Am sorry boys” I said to them assuring them not to be afraid that they were safe. Get a hold of yourself… I screamed in my mind. I would rather not get my kids killed. Mia would never forgive me if that happened. My current situation with Mia had me questioning myself and why I made such decisions in the past. I needed companionship, I needed someone to talk to. But who cares I was the villain in Mia's life now. Everyone was against me. How Could a villain want or desire good things? Villains create the bad side of every story and not the

He said coldly, before turning towards my direction. “This is my daughter, Mara.” He said before pointing towards her. “I'm glad to meet a beautiful angel.” I voiced out softly. “Don't form friendships here, because I'm never going to treat you as my mother.” The young girl said before she ran to her room. At that point I wondered what sort of training they gave such a child, because she wasn't just rude but also a beast. It seems it runs through the family line, the villain nature of the Adrian's didn't stop at their father but also followed to their grandchildren.

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.