Not A Villian Novels & Stories

Among them, Lily was the one who looked the unhappiest. “Alpha Gabriel is truly extraordinary! He actually managed to get this precious weed!” Someone spoke from the crowd. “He is so romantic and a gentleman. He gave up such a precious thing to her mate, the woman he just met today. Vanessa is really lucky to have him.” Another voice came, and Lily's face turned red and green. I turned to look at Gabriel. There was a faint smile on his lips, and he even nodded his head in appreciation.

As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life. As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before.

She was not expecting this. "What?" she gasped with shock. Everyone claims that the Raven prince is a cruel man and very dangerous. He changes women as quickly as he changes his clothes. But with Valerie, he is different. For the first time, Liliana began to think. 'What is going on between these two? Oh dear, I just hope that this doesn't end in a catastrophe ' she prayed.

The woman smiled before replying " well he told us not to tell you who he was but I would like you to thank him properly so it's right to tell you his name , It's Darryl Matthew" " Darryl !!!" She was shocked . Wait , wasn't he that famous basketball? he was always indifferent towards her though and yes he was the Villîan in the book . He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads .

Her mother had been out of the settlement for most of the day with a few others, so they only had time to give account of their day now. “He’s a nightmare,” Celia said. “He’s an enigma,” her mother added…or countered. Celia frowned. “You hate him, right? You don’t sound like you hate him. Everyone else does.” “I definitely hate him. He thinks he can break your bond, which is stupid and hurtful, but it is as sure as the moon’s light that he will not break it.” “That’s unfortunate. I’ve found myself rooting for him recently,” Celia said, and her mother turned to her from the window. She shrugged. “So you don’t hate him because he killed Nicholas?”

All that she went through, All those moments in which she laughed and cried, ..Just a dream. She tries to combat the seething avalanche of tears that have been building up: "What do I expect?" Her story.. It was a tale of a villainess, overall. Villains don't have happy endings. An emotional exhaustion overwhelms her. Her throat holds back something between a sob and a shout. Then suddenly, she feels something sharp pressed against her leg, under the white sheets. When she reaches under to grab the item, her eyes widen.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

As Leo said the words, Viaan’s mind buzzed with Kiara’s voice. Hadn’t she said the same thing but considered him a villain instead? ‘Yes! After all, how could a villain be a hero?’ No matter what the equation has them tied up, Viaan was and is the villain of her story. Why should he then let his pledge go weak? His promise to himself to not let her live in peace! Her dull eyes were nothing in front of that harsh reality that infinite insecurities had gripped Viaan’s mind just because of hers! Thus, he can’t be a hero… he shouldn’t be a hero!

I am not hero or villain, I am me and I decided to stick with you forever, you and Me together forever. ceri:- but everyone want to play the role of hero and villain, you telling me that you want to leave in peace velliam:- everyone want to play but in reality we are human not God and devil. no matter how hard we try we never become them and those want to play and those who get to play, are most unfortunate people because they only going to suffer, lost their real them, become their worst enemy, that why I don't want to become something that not I am, I am arrogant before and I suffer so much because of that

“Why would he wrap me in the blanket? Did he take off my clothes because they were wet? He isn’t a saint. The villain can’t feel anything good. Savina! Stop acting like a moron. He is a psychopath.” “...” Dante hadn’t expected to hear that either. He didn’t do many good deeds, but he was called a villain by the woman he had saved. It was nothing new. People usually blamed him for things he didn’t do. So, he started doing everything they had expected of him.