Save The Villain Novels & Stories

Victor had stopped visiting me after a few times and honestly it was better to have one less pervert every time. I was immune to Ken and his disgusting kisses on my cheek almost ten times a day, do not think I am suffering from Stockholm syndrome because I am not, I am very well aware of my situation and I hate Ken and I am definitely not afraid of him. Nor am I of Stephen or Victor or the random guy who checks in every now and then. I love Sean and I am still very sure that he will come to save me. Call it over confidence I don’t care.

“Agree to this. Say the words, and I’ll make sure you see him. Whether you believe me or not, I am doing this to keep you safe. And all those things you think about me, well, you’re not right—not about all of it at least. Not about me being cruel. Being like Sullivan Ricci. And I’ll prove it to you, after. Once you’re safe, I’ll prove it to you by letting you go. I promise.” “Whatever you say, whatever you promise, whether I believe you or not, I have no choice but to consent.” I can’t give her a choice. Doesn’t she see that? She shakes her head, and the way she looks at me wounds worse than her words did earlier. But I can’t think about that now. Can’t focus on that. Because saving Valentin

"Morrigwen — what is — what is the third pearl — " "Ah." Her smile is the first warm thing I have seen in this trench. "Eighth. The third pearl is the only piece of good news this prison has. It is hidden. The Silver does not know where. The Black does not know where. *I* do not know where. The Tide Mothers buried it so well that not even the prisoners can find it. As long as it stays hidden, the entity beneath us cannot wake. Find it. Hide it better. Do not let her near it. That is your work, eighth. Not vengeance. Not your purple boy. Not your rose cousin. The third pearl. Everything else is — "

Still, I went on, "My best friend and my husband had sex in my grandfather-in-law's casket on the day of his burial. Then, after I exposed them, my mother-in-law and these two tried to twist the narrative and paint me as the villain. "I am the victim here. I've suffered two betrayals from the people closest to me. This is the proof." I raised the phone. "They planned this themselves. I believe even my grandfather's spirit can see that I'm innocent. And I have all of you as witnesses." I turned to Dulce and finished, "Is there any doubt left?" Vincent suddenly sat up in the coffin. "Fuck you, bitch! Victim my ass! You caused this too!" he bellowed. "Yes, I'm cheating with Stephanie. So what?!

“You call this protection? Keeping me locked away in some mansion like a prisoner? Treating me like I’m some pawn in your sick little power games? That’s not protection, Adrian. That’s control!” Adrian’s face softened for a fleeting moment, a vulnerability flashing in his eyes that caught Kayla off guard. “You think I enjoy this?” His voice dropped, quieter now but no less intense. “You think I wanted any of this? I’m doing what I can to keep you alive, Kayla. Even if it means being the villain in your story.” She hesitated, her anger momentarily suppressed by the crack in his usual armor. But she wasn’t ready to let him off the hook just like that.“You’re right about one thing—you are the v

He knew that doing this meant betraying Willow, so he kept it hidden from her. In the beginning, he still felt guilty, but as the happiness he gained from his affair grew, the happiness outweighed the guilt, and he chose the other woman. When all his lies fell apart, they had an ugly fight. They insulted and fought against each other so badly that their home no longer felt like one. In the end, they even swore that they would have nothing to do with each other anymore. They got a divorce last month. As the villainess of the story, my mother was insanely obsessive.

I read somewhere something that said, "You know what the difference between a villain and a superhero is? That the superhero would be capable of sacrificing you in order to save the world, and the villain would be capable of sacrificing the world for you." -Calm down, Colton, calm down," the guy named Cobra stepped back. -I just wanted to make sure in person, I knew you wouldn't be able to break your word," he looked at me strangely, as if morbidly. Colton noticed it and that's why he hid me more behind him- But since you already made it clear to me it's better that we leave. See you later, Colton, I hope you fight again," he winked, turned around and left.

Since he would not die any time soon, if I were under his protection, I would surely be safe too. Right at that moment, the comments went wild. [Damn! Has she taken a look at the script? How did she suddenly notice the villain?] [I'm sure he must be delighted to see her message. I really wish they'd be together.] [So the villain has finally entered the stage. Even though he hasn't fallen to darkness yet since he's just an early version of himself, he can still rescue the side character, right?] Quince gave the same suggestion as he did in my past life. I swiftly followed the same path and pulled the fire alarm, escaping the building under Albert's escort.

“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.”