Since When Were You The Villain Novels & Stories

Deep down, Shanaya knew that her weakness was the source of their contempt, but she refused to acknowledge it. Her false friends poisoned her mind, whispering lies about Naina being the architect of her misery. Shanaya knew it was a deception, but her anger blinded her to the truth. She ran out of reasons to be good. Everyone labeled her a villainess, and Shanaya gradually embraced this identity. She transformed into a true villainess, never intending to harm Naina, but her fury consumed her. She sought to erase herself and her existence, believing that everyone would be happier without her. She knew that she was an unwanted character, a blight on the world.

Shit. I looked at my face in the mirror. I still flinch everytime I see these beautiful features. The appearance of this face is so damn beautiful. And I'm a fool who doesn't use Fuschia’s beauty properly. Too bad though. Even in my previous life, I couldn't get a face like this even though I go through plastic surgery many times. In this life, I am determined to use my beauty properly! Villainess is a beautiful and powerful character! I am the villainess in this story, no need to act kind!

The woman smiled before replying " well he told us not to tell you who he was but I would like you to thank him properly so it's right to tell you his name , It's Darryl Matthew" " Darryl !!!" She was shocked . Wait , wasn't he that famous basketball? he was always indifferent towards her though and yes he was the Villîan in the book . He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads .

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 said backing off, honestly, I can't stand the idea of going through whatever I'm unaware of the consequences. "It will only hurt once and you won't feel anything after that. If anything goes wrong, I'll make sure to take responsibility. Trust me." She pushed me down and that's where everything began to play before me... My world, and everything I once owned. The young and innocent me playing around and running errands... I saw Chris. Our relationship went way back in time and our second meeting was just a date taking place again. Tears flowed freely down my cheeks... I wasn't evil as they called me, something happened that made me change to be the villain.

The time had come for accountability. They found him, the man who once had power over her life, now exposed as the villain she truly was. Florida's voice rang out, cutting the tense silence. "Did you think you could discard me, use me as a pawn? You will not escape the consequences of your actions." The villain's face contorted with a mixture of surprise and concern. "Florida? Is that really you?" Florida's laughter was cold and unwavering. "You never saw me, did you? You never saw the strength I had inside me."

“Killian. “ He said and I laughed. “Like the comic book character. “ “Like him, yes. “ There was a really popular comic book going around therse days and I assumed he had picked up the name form there. But it kind of suited him. “Okay. You will be Killian. But he’s the villain, right?” “We’re all villains, Garrey. “ “ I'm mister Garrey for you, kid. And about the villain thing- that depends on who tells the story. “ “Nah, “ he said, “we’ll always be seen as the bad ones even in our own story.” "Yeah, I guess. " I said quietly. He was too smart for his age and once again I hated this whole, stupid world we all had to live in.

"That includes her heroes, your not the main character anymore, James." "I never was." "You're the villain. My villain."

There was nothing to oppose Kevin's thoughts. However, Trevor stunned everyone when he spoke. "Every story should have a hero, heroine and..." He paused as a smirk enveloped his lips. The girls gulped, staring at him. After a moment of pause, he continued with his deep voice, "And a villain, professor. Heroes have limits, villains have power. But always remember— Villains are not born, they are made."

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.