Since When Were You The Villain Mga Nobela at Kwento

But the power I’d found here—power I’d carved out for myself—was mine to keep. And maybe, just maybe, so was Matteo. And if there was one thing I’d learned, it was this: the world would always cast me as the villain. So why not play the part—and win?

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.”

🖱️Victor🖱️ I know he doesn’t trust me. Not the way you trust someone with your back turned and your eyes closed. He watches me sometimes like he’s waiting for the other shoe to drop. Like he expects me to wake up one day and remember I’m supposed to be the villain in his story. But that doesn’t matter right now. Because today was the most fun I have ever had in my entire life. And that’s not something I say lightly.

“Let them talk. I’ll shut every mouth that tries.” I looked away, biting my lip hard to keep the tears from falling. “I worked so hard, Theo. I gave everything to this. And now I’m the villain?” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “You’re not the villain. You’re the reason we even got this far. I’ll find out who really did this. I swear it.”

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?!

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.

"You have some experience with that, Olivia. I would think you might recognize it." The room was quiet. Outside, somewhere in the neighborhood, a dog was barking at something. "I've known you for five years," Victor said. "I have watched you carefully for five years, because my grandson was not watching carefully enough and someone needed to." He set his water glass down. "You are not a villain. I want to be clear about that because I think you may have come here half expecting me to say otherwise. You are a frightened woman who found a mechanism that worked and used it long past the point where it was defensible. That is a very human thing to do. It does not make you evil. It makes you some

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

I thought that that would be the first and only time that I will hook up with some random stranger, but it actually turned out to be the start of a terrible thing that is going to define me as a horrible human being. I can still remember everything that happened after that Valentine's ball, it was a hell of a nightmare, and everything was dreadful. I really tried running after Valentine with the pure intentions of explaining everything to him, maybe let him know about the things that he didn't know, but I guess fate doesn’t really trust me after that. I became the one big elephant in the room; everyone sees me, talks to me, but nobody wants to talk about it. I am so fucking guilty at the fac

Sir Xu exclaims proudly. "Ah.." I say with disappointment. "Wait! Since when was this a competition?" "It was a second ago," he nods. "No, that's not fair. You didn't say." "Well, it's my birthday. My rules." I scoff, "Sir, you cheater!"