Save The Villain Novels & Stories

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 are out of options, Luciano. You are done for. The only option that will keep you alive is if you pull out those powers buried in you. “Pull out those powers buried in you right now. And prove to the council member that you are not a dormant to save your ass. Unless, otherwise, you choose to become a villain in this story. “And like all the stories out there. At the end of the story, the villain dies. Luciano, just please listen to me. My people won’t be villains. We won’t let our pack die. “We cannot allow ourselves to be the villain in your story, and neither should you. All the council members are on the way coming here for you now, to take your power.

Everyone froze for a second. Victor looked at Damien with tired eyes. "I never wanted it to end like this, brother." Damien snarled. "You betrayed us. You brought all of them." Victor shook his head. "I was trying to save the pack. But I see now that I was wrong." He looked straight at me. "The child is special. It should live." Before anyone could react, Victor turned and attacked the Void Walker leader from behind. The clearing exploded into fresh fighting. Victor fought like he had nothing left to lose. He tore into the leader while the scarred wolf attacked others.

They didn't dare. Back then, I didn't know what to make of it. He didn't save me. If he wanted to save me, he could have stopped them from hitting me at all. But he set a boundary in a place where nobody ever set boundaries for Leah Bellmoore. Only in this world will a so-called villainess be bullied as the normal standard. Though, back then, it was my everyday life. I muse over it now, a cold, dry feeling settling in my chest.

" I didn't answer. He continued. "The very last thing I want to happen to you... the last thing I will ever allow... is for you to be locked in a dark pack cell. Listen. I won't let them drag you to the execution block. I won't let them behead you, or drug you to death, or shock your body to death with an electric chair until your soul leaves your body. I don't want that kind of end for you. And I know you don't want that kind of end." "Diane. You are not a villain. Not in this story."

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

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 hope she survives. [Look for the villain! He wants to protect her so eagerly!] [I don't dare to watch this at all! The killing is too cruel! Even if he had a grudge against the side character, he didn't need to make it so creepy, right?] [Haha! We're in beta testing. Surely there'd be bugs.] [The villain is at his home, which is close to the hospital. If only she could go and ask him for help.] [If only she could send him a message. He would surely be able to save her!]

I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me. "Hahahaha… Damien! Look at you. All grown up. Ready to be an Alpha. What were you thinking? That you would run somewhere, away from your pack? Away from your responsibility? Tell me, who's the villain here? Haha" I remained silent. All I could hear in my head was the truth that came out from his mouth. "Listen up, kid," he wheezed, "you can't dodge these dark truths. Embrace them, live with 'em. Those sacrifices, all for you, Damien. Can't you see? Think your wolf's some Moon Goddess present?"

Then, he began, his voice sounding far off, almost as if he was re-living the moment as he spoke, "I had come to this pack under disguise looking for the grimoire. When I had reached just outside the pack's borders, the Alpha spotted me. Thinking I was some sort of a spy, he attacked me. During our fight, I think he realised I was more powerful than him and that he was going to loose. But what he also realised was that I hated werewolves with a passion." He shook his head to himself before he continued, almost as if he found what he was going to say next extremely absurd. "So, right before I killed him, he transferred his title to me and made me the Alpha. I believe his last words were- 'You