Novel & Cerita Since When Were You The Villain

So, he calmly replied, "Oh my. My plan was busted." Goosebumps appeared on Slyvester's skin. Vincent pored at him and smirked. When it comes to being grumpy, Terban tops the list. If it's silly, Chaylen should take the rank one. But when it comes to being so cunning, then Vincent will take the crown. Vincent is one of those ardent guy who has yet to make plans to back down quickly. "Do you think I'll stop?" Vincent smiled. "As long as you are not married, I will be the great villain of your life." An evil grin spread on his lips.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

She was given a shot at what love and romance can be with a villain. A villain who offered her the contract she cannot reject. The very person who is sleeping soundly against her chest. The man named Navier. When novels and stories established that bad guys can fool you for their angelic looks and irresistible charms, they were not kidding about it at all. Now, dating the villain does not seem so bad... or does it?

"If you come, then you will not come." “Thinking about it, again and again, I still feel sad for the female villain, now that I intentionally help the female villain, what should I do? And if I don't help the female villain, I feel something weird." “Never mind. Take care of yourself first.” Phedra Elizabeth denies responsibility for the character. The male lead holds her in his arms. "Let's go back."

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

"If I’m not perfect—if I don't get the best grades, the best social standing, the best husband—I’m a 'failure.' Asher was supposed to be my escape. He’s a Vale. My father would have respected that. But he chose you." I froze. The wit that usually sat on the tip of my tongue felt like lead. I looked at the bruises, then at the terror in her eyes. In this world of elite schools and fast bikes, I’d forgotten that every villain has a origin story. Vivian wasn't just a mean girl; she was a victim who had decided to become a monster to survive. "Vivian," I said, my voice softening despite myself. "That doesn't give you the right to destroy people."

very painful. Throughout my life, I realized that I was the villain in a story. But for the first time in my life, I felt guilty for all my wrongdoings. “Please,” Cassandra continued, wiping her tears. “I might not be kind to you again after what happened today.” Like most villains, I chose to say that evil sentence instead of the words that had been on the tip of my tongue. “That’s okay. I accept it. I just want to make sure my mom is okay.”

I challenged. Viktor made a casual face of indifference. “Sure, go ahead,” he encouraged. “You can easily ruin it for her where she has reunited with her biological father after twenty-something years, and by that logic, Marco is her half-brother now. I am sure Lilliana would be delighted to see you with her newfound family.” Yeah, when he put it that way. “When have I become the villain?” I snickered at him. “You are always and essentially the villain. The problem is Dominic,” Viktor said, and he was back to his dominant outline. “When you try and play the fucking hero.”

“You enjoy watching people suffer and not for once have you ever seen yourself as a villain. You’re always the victim.” The words struck her harder than any slap could have. For a second, her entire body froze, then her expression darkened. “Oh, I have turned into the villain now? That’s fine,” she hissed. “If you are still hellbent on moving forward with your decision, then you will leave me with no option than to tell everyone what happened years ago. I'll tell Aria exactly what kind of monster her husband is. I will tell her you killed the only...”

I shut the pair of glass doors behind me, hugging myself over my sweater. I lean against the railing, pressing the palms of my hands on the cold concrete as I stare out at the grounds. Tavin’s words echo in my mind, and slowly, their meaning begins to take shape. All of us have done bad things. Some have done worse things than others. But to someone, you’re the villain. In somebody’s story, there’s always a villain. And all villains have their own villain. The realization settles over me. I glance back through the glass doors, catching sight of Tavin standing guard.