Protagonist Villain Novels & Stories

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

If she's not killed in this story, perhaps she can join forces with the villain to get rid of the main character. [Dude, come on. Where are your morals? The side character and the villain are evil people!] [Besides that, the story's focus is on the greatness of the hero! Don't compare the villain to the hero.] I disregarded the comments and quickly looked at my phone, going through who I thought could fit the description of the villain. I did not have many contacts. In a short while, I managed to shortlist two candidates. One was a blind date that my aunt had set me up with, and the man's name was Jason Lou. The other was Quince Chant, my colleague in the second ward as well as my college ma

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

The spirit wolf continued, "Burn everything. Kill everyone. Fire is what keeps you alive, let your hatred consume you and destroy Lunaria." "Why are you helping me?" "You're going to need it. I sense a great danger along your way. A formidable foe. A woman." "Luna?" I asked softly in disbelief. I shook my head and said, "That can't be. She's the protagonist of this story, she-" "is the villain in the story you're rewriting." The spirit wolf continued, "Do not be blinded by the past. They wanted you dead." "Still! You can't expect me to destroy a kingdom with innocent people out of spite!"

“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.

"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 mate bond was a roaring fire now, screaming at me to touch her, to claim her, to protect her from any and all harm…even the harm she was orchestrating herself. " The person doesn't know that I betrayed them and I have a feeling they are plotting something...serious. It's not business related. I have to learn what it is, only then can I protect that stupid girl who thinks everyone has a chance for redemption. I am a villain, I have already made peace with that. I have done so much evil to Katy so this time, I am choosing to use my villainity to protect her. Does that make sense?” She asked, tilting her head to observe me.

“Right. Okay, so you’ve had shit luck in love. Means your luck will go up now, you know?” “It won't. It's obvious.” “Why would that be obvious?” I snort and look at him like it’s an idiot. “You know.” “Know what?” “Baby, I’m the villain of this story. Don’t you know that the villain is never the main character?” He frowns. “I think you read too much.” “No, it’s true. And the villain’s luck also never goes up, so you know.” I shrug. “There’s probably no point to this.”

The time is between the medieval age and the steam age. Villains They are everyone's enemy. We all hate them. Don't we? But what if I told you they weren't as bad as you may think. A story may exist without a particular hero (protagonist) ,but a story cannot exist without a good villain. The villain is always the main character. The main show. All a hero does is give the story a satisfying, not-tragic ending. But what's the fun in that? In fact, some heroes are actually villains in some people's lives. Villains are just heroes with a broken heart.

“Am I a bad daughter for keeping it cold between the two of us? Should I just follow him and let him have me?” Angelo brushed my hair with his fingers. The sunlight that strikes behind him, makes him more attractive than ever. “You’re not a bad person for what you did. He’s the wrong one. The villain. The antagonist in your own story. You did that because he ruined your family. Instead of being a father, he chose to kill the people you love. Although it’s unfair that you’re siding with Mila rather than him, it’s an acceptable choice.” “Do you think we’re going to accomplish what we’ve started? Are we going to win?”