The Reason I Have To Be A Villain Novels & Stories

He returns the first aid kit. I went into the room to take a rest away from him, his character is so undesirable. I feel goosebumps at the thought of fluttering for someone like that. Never again, not in this lifetime or another.

I said quietly, “I lose everything. My marriage, my honor, my place in this family, my heart, my soul, my love. Do you understand what that means? I’ll be the fool prince who couldn’t even keep his wife.” She stared at me, tears falling silently. “Then be the fool. It’s better than being the villain.” The word hit me like a blade to the chest. Villain. Was that what I’d become? Maybe it was. Because as I looked at her, broken, defiant, beautiful, I realized I didn’t care anymore. If being the villain was the only way to stay in her story, then I would play the part gladly. I reached for her again, my hand trembling not with anger this time, but despair.

"Until what?" "Until they're as broken as I was. Until they're destroyed from the inside out. Until they beg for the mercy I'll never give." I looked out the window. "And then only then I release the data. I let the world see what they really are. And I watch them burn." "You've become the villain." "No." I smiled. Cold. Empty. "I've become what they made me. And that's so much worse than a villain." "What's worse than a villain?"

THE VILLAIN Written By: Rosapearl EPISODE FOURTEEN I was still checking myself in front of the mirror when I heard a knock on my door, I thought it was my mum again. she is never tired of an argument, she love to know everything going on. I don't blame her though that is how our family is. we carry each other burden. "Nor again mum" I yelled, Miller open the door and I was stunned to see Miller. I buried my face in my hand like a soldier that just lost a battle.

I guess he realized being nice to me won't do the magic, so he yelled and slammed his hands on the desk, and I sighed briefly. "It doesn't matter. They are going to hate me after this, so what's the point of thinking about them? I have chosen to be a villain because of Carl, and I will be that until the very end. I won't ever stop, Khan. Not until I see Carl's life ruined," I stated, and he stared back at me unbelievably with his jaw dropped. It wasn't my fault that I turned out like this, but his. He turned me into the monster I am today, and he would continue to be tormented by this monster until the very end...

I reminded him gently. He started to shake his head. “Not really. Not really, Daethie. I was hiding you from the world because I feared that if they knew, they would take you away from me.” He sighed heavily, and cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking over the skin. “I was still my father’s son. It seemed not to matter as much in Nerith, and not at all when I was alone with you… And I could pretend to myself… But when Ecaeris brought me the formal clothes and told me that they’d had to amputate that man’s arm,” he drew in a deep breath through his nose and released it. “And then, there you were, every inch the princess amongst your family… I realized that I was a villain, just like my father. A

But both come with a price to be paid. I made a vow to never use my healing for pain, and on a mate, no less. But the blood running through my veins seems angry in a way I’ve never felt it. Maybe it’s from constantly being told who I am and what I have to do. Maybe it’s from being constantly attacked and locked away like a thing to possess. Is this how all villains feel when they get their start? Is that what I am now? A villain…

" Why? The world betrays the Villain. That's why they go against everyone!" " Not everyone... Certain circumstances and certain things can make you a bad person. But if you want... You can make the place better. At least for the person who you love. If Villains think they're going to destroy the world for his pain. It's selfishness. Because some heroes are born from those same circumstances as well." " Why are you talking like you went through it?" " Maybe I did.. maybe I didn't. But they're the same. Don't blame your past and circumstances."

"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."