No Villain Novels & Stories

Your looks can no longer please my eyes, Christoph, you look like a demon with horns in my sight now. “It's just---! Who would show their neck in front of their enemies?!” Christoph pounded his bottle above my head as he asked in an obvious tone. I grunted in pain and glared at him “But I was about to get my weapon! How could I fight without it?” “That’s why I’ll be teaching you how to fight barehanded.” My eyes glimmered in excitement as he winked with a smile. Yes! This is what I should be taught! Noble ladies do not bring their swords with them. Some would not even learn how to use it since they have escorts with them all the time. No wonder, in most stories, there would always be a scene

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

"I feel like I don't know anything. All this history and even the villains know more than me." Ariadne flops on the bed, the smell of oranges wafting up to her nose. "That's a very simple view." "What?" Victor sighs, laying down beside her, staring up at the ceiling. "There are no heroes and villains. Are you gonna lay that speech on me?" Ariadne shakes her head. "We're also the villains. There are no heroes in our story. We're thugs, all of us. We made our wealth on other people's suffering. That's how we lived."

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

The world setting is a historical fiction romance world that only deal with the Zelda kingdom and some little villages which were likely mention once or twice. [ World plot changes in the villainess character] Annabel ( the villainess mother and force mistress of General Adam) committed suicide few months after giving birth to the villainess, who was placed as maid of the female lead. Growing up from a toddler to a young girl, the villainess never knew the origin of her birth and had always know as a born slave for the General daughter. She was mistreated and abuse on physically by the female lead mother ( lady Becky) who couldn't stand sight of her.

I already considered those as the probability of meeting. As long as I won't piss him off, mess with him, or do something that could make him interested in me, then I'm safe. There's no need for me to mess with that psychotic villain because even if I would close my eyes, I know that this villain would win. Even in the forum which consists of spoilers from the novel titled ‘in the name of psychopath’ that I had read out of curiosity, there was someone who spoiled that the protagonists can't easily defeat the psychopathic villain, and it made them not mess with them, however, how could the protagonist and a villain get along? The author wrote the novel for the villain and the protagonists to

-I need to know why you are saying that I killed Andy," the guy answered. I frowned at what he had said. Colton never said that, never mentioned it. Darren did. -How can you prove I said that? -Colton didn't seem to be afraid of the guys. The last guy was leaning against the kitchen wall with a cigarette in his hand. The guy was tall, white, and half-bellied. -I heard over there," he replied. -First find out before you come to this house to frame me. Anyway, what difference does it make if I talked or not. You know I'm not afraid of you, Cobra, and you'd better not make me angry," he spat. Apparently Colton was very brave, and that made me even more impressed with him. A brave man, who will

She didn't even stop or turn around even when her mother called her name. I couldn't help but shakes my head again when Shan was no longer in front of us. But not because she looked at me sharply but because I felt like I was a villain in her life. I'm like a female villain in a novel who wants to separate Shan and Phil because of my prejudice toward the latter. Shan and Phil are the main protagonists and I am the villain.