Protagonist Villain Novels & Stories

BRAD The city looked different on snowy nights. There were no stars in the sky just snow falling endlessly. I leaned closer to the glass, my hands in my pockets, my reflection staring back at me: sharp, calm. But right now I was far from calm. I was calculating. People always say every villain has an origin story. Maybe that's true, but I've never really considered myself a villain. No I actually see myself as the hero of this story. Most villains do what they do out of spite and anger, but not me. I do what I do because it's a necessary evil.

I ran my hand through each one of them, looking for clues. What was I looking for in books? I've watched a lot of movies where the villains hide their secrets in the most unimaginable places, and someone as shady as Diego wouldn't be an exception. "I can't believe I labeled him as a villain already," I said with a groan. "And you got married to a villian, what does that make you as the main character? Someone thoughtless and dumb? It doesn't always end well with the villains," my subconscious mind teased me.

“You do not always have to be a bad person to win, and it is not difficult to choose happiness, Enzo. Never is it too late. You just have to—” “Silence!” he roared, getting to his feet. “You know nothing about my life or my family. I do not need anyone to believe in me to be great. You are totally wrong, and I feel nothing about their opinions. My father is rotting wherever he is, and whenever he comes out, I will make sure to end his life first!” I could tell he was only trying to sound tough, and listening carefully, I could almost feel a crack in his voice. Every villain has an arc. This was his, and he was just like Fae.

She chuckled and took a sip. "Villains are meant to die so they could leave their happy ending." Good point. "We are the villains in this story, correct? We cause misery because we have been drowning in it. But villains are victims too. We just learn to fight for ourselves." I wanted to defend us but she was right. "What's your name?" I asked her. "Jane."

I ranted and his lips twitched in amusement as I finished my little rant. "You make it sound like I’m a villain.” He murmured, that infuriatingly smooth voice of his making the words sound almost playful. I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest, “You are a villain, Zade. Who else would kidnap someone back to their own city?” “A villain, huh?” He tilted his head, his gaze darkening just a fraction as he leaned in slightly, “If I’m a villain, what does that make you?” “Your victim.” I shot back without hesitation, lifting my chin defiantly.

"You weren't supposed to be in town! My dad accuses uncle Davien, finally catching on. Uncle Davien smiles widely and pulls out a gun and points it towards dad. Adrien jumps to his feet, ready to do something when uncle Davien gives him a warning look and pushes the revolver towards Dad's temple. "Oh, Zane! So naive as always. Don't you know that you shouldn't make enemies and leave your back unguarded?" Davien smiles. "I should have known that it was you all along. But I guess I still trusted you to not do me dirty like that." He says. "What did you think would happen after everything that you did. You will be surprised by the number of enemies you made." He said, forcing dad to get down on

Zhi Ruo rambled on with no signs of stopping. "Consort Feiyan, is literally the reason he could even become emperor, now he is being one sided because some new ass's father could help him expand his territory. Tch, he is worse than scum." {Novels are written this way because readers like a cold, strong, motionless main character with goals only to be at the top turning a blind eye to what's really happening around them. Such stories sell well that brings about the creation of abused cannon fodders to make the plot more dramatic. Host would be able to deal with these kinds of trashy main characters once she starts her mission, and this esteemed being is ready to back her up all the way.} The

He killed his own father for heaven's sake. In the novel, he was described as someone who didn't feel any guilt, sorrow, or love and has a hobby of torturing his prisoners. But of course, it changed when he met the heroine. I didn't think it was love, but he became quite obsessed with the heroine and did all sorts of crazy things in order to possess her. The point is, he was a devil with the face of an angel. And that devil was currently standing in front of me. How come the villain and the villainess met at the marketplace? Fuck! This isn't supposed to happen!

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.

I was sick of this game. “I’m grateful I didn’t inherit your ambition. I won’t ever turn my children into pawns in this horrendous game for power. Not Daniele, not Simona, not Gabriel.” I touched my belly. “Because they all are my children, and I’ll fight everyone like a warrior to protect them of the horrors of this world, even if they come in the shape of my own parents.”