The Reason I Have To Be A Villain นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He crouched down to my height and replied, "Pathetic, yes. But unfortunately, you're far from a villain. People like you do not get such titles, because you're the type that goes around to casually cause havoc, then disappear into thin air when the whole thing blows up. You hide away somewhere and go ahead with your life, tuning out the noise from the havoc you previously caused. You're the reason for good girls who are bad girls that haven't been caught." He stood up to his full height again, beginning to pace about in front of me. "People like me, however," He continued with a sigh, "people like me get the villain tag and pay for our sins in full, whether we like it or not. That said, I'm

If he killed him, there must be a reason. "Why?" "When he lost his mate, he changed. I watched him go rogue; he was no father of mine any more but a beast; many would have died; he didn't care anymore, and so I challenged him to death." "Your scar, that's how you got it." He nodded. "A reminder of the man I am. The fact that you are still sitting here with me baffles me. I am not a good person; I am the villain in the story; I'm not as in control as I seem to be sometimes I lose control; I don't want to ever hurt you; I wish I could promise you that you would be saved forever."

"You see, sometimes, we tend to blame fate for every little thing that we begin to lose the power to change our future." He started to say. "What do you mean?" "Look at me, child. We don't decide what fate chooses for us, but we can decide what we choose ourselves. Let your choices reflect what you want. If you want something, go for it. And if you don't want it, let it go." "And what if our wants seem to be out of reach." "Do you know why villains keep winning in this world?" She shook her head. "It's because their zeal for achieving their goal is usually stronger than their opponent. They believe it's either they get it or they die."

It's working because what I went through these past few months is a pretty hard thing to go through. "Why do all the bad things always happen to good people? I mean, doesn't God care about us. You've lost your wife and child before, right?" I nod. His face pinches with emotion. I can see empathy overtake him. It's unscrupulous to exploit my losses in this manner, but he should know this much. After all, they were the true reasons I couldn't show up for my role as the villain. "Damn, that's a lot, man. Your role as the villain was taken up by Peterkin. I had no choice but to find a substitute."

I just want her to know that I'm the villain. I'm the bad person,and I'm not who she thought I am. I was sent to kill not to love……rejecting her would even make my powers go weak because the bond will be destroyed,at the same,I don't want to see my mate in pain because of my rejection. “She might be the one to reject you when she finds out that you're responsible for her parent's death. She'll never forgive you. I don't want to stay away from mate, you'll make her understand that we never wanted to kill her parents.

"Because it makes this harder. Makes you harder to hate." "Good." He squeezes my hand. "I don't want you to hate me. I want you to—" He stops. "I don't know what I want. Forgiveness seems too much to ask for. But maybe understanding? Maybe acknowledgment that I'm not just the villain in your story?" "You are the villain." "I'm also a victim." He turns his head. Meets my eyes. "My father's victim. My own weakness's victim. Circumstance's victim. That doesn't excuse what I did. But it complicates it."

It wasn’t fair and I hated it so much… I don’t want to be the villain of someone's story, I just want to live a life I wasn’t able to before. I just want things to end differently for me. I don’t care if I am seen as selfish or horrible, I went through way too many things to just let this happen to me once again. Things were different and people cared about me… I don’t want to lose this at all… Please don’t take this away from me. Just because I am the villainess doesn’t mean I don’t deserve a happy ending. Just give me this one thing...

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.

Something that looked like the edge of surrender. "I did it for Evie," she said. "Everything I do is for my daughter." "I know." "Then why are you asking?" "Because I want to hear you say it. I want to know why.” She shook her head. "You don't get to do this. You don't get to buy me things and drive me places and then…” "Then what?" "Then make me feel like…” She stopped. Swallowed. "Like I'm the villain. I was only trying to save her.”

"Jane." "It doesn't mean, we are the villain of their story we should live in it. Don't forget that you have your story to tell too. Don't let your story die because of how they kill you in their story." I wanted to make sense but I couldn't seem to do it. Maybe because we share the same belief while I was still in denial. I wanted to fight even if deep inside this seemed to be hopeless. "Villains don't have hope in their hearts, they'll just fight until they die. Brainless desperate in their story and would always be defeated." She spoke to trigger me more.