Novel & Cerita The Villain Discovered My Identity

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

I turned around to stare directly into his eyes, which looked cryptic under the dim light. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I am not Annika Summers. I am Vivian Cunningham, your wife. Remember?" I said sarcastically before running out of the closet. I did my best to hold back my tears and not cry in front of him, but my emotional armor shattered as soon as I rushed into the room and locked myself inside. It was just a mistake, a drunken mistake. Nothing else. What did I expect? Of course, he's still in love with his little bird. Of course, he didn't want me.

“You kept saying you shouldn't have involved her in this matter, but did you not realise that it's she who discovered it?” As soon as my words fell, their faces dropped. They realised it. "It was Valentina who discovered it, investigated it, and informed all of you. If it weren't for her, you perhaps wouldn't have realised anything, and your power would have been snatched by now.” I reminded them firmly. She may be his daughter, but she's meant to be the Queen of them. My Queen. Alpha Victor slowly sat on his chair; he looked pale and weak. He was suffering both emotionally and physically.

My investigation went further and Victor’s research was helpful; even if Veronica burnt his files, I kept most of them in my secret place. Playing a villain was my specialty and being a good guy was my game. It took me so many energies to keep the act together, especially when she appeared. I thought she was a doppelgänger. However, she was far too real to be one. I agreed to a plan that was applied for more than three years. Victor’s death was just a part of it. In fact, his death had to be a prank, a way for him to get away but he truly died. And until his last breath, he didn’t tell me about the inner secret of the Jamaerah. Therefore, I sent Dahlia to find out about it. She was clever an

The Villain I don't usually come through this forest during the day. Afraid of being spotted by patrols. So it feels a little strange as I slip through the passageways below the fallen tree. I press the stone and after a few seconds the latch above my head opens up and an eye leers down at me. "Pierce? What are you doing here? Malcolm said you're not supposed to come back here." "My Dad texted me this morning said he needed my help with the patients," I said.

"We have to stop them. We can’t let them succeed in their plans. But how do we trust you, Alaric? How do we know this isn’t another trick?" Alaric met Sylvester’s gaze with a steady, unwavering look. "You have my word. I have risked everything to bring you this information. If you don’t act now, it will be too late. But there’s one more thing you need to know." He paused, letting the gravity of his next words sink in. "The Phantom's true identity is closer to you than you think. The enemy is not just out there; it’s among you. And their next move will change everything you thought you knew about loyalty and betrayal."

She had been following the smear campaign against me and was determined to uncover the truth. Skeptical yet hopeful, I invited her to sit, and she began to outline her findings. Through tireless research and interviews with industry insiders, Evelyn had discovered a web of deception that traced back to Victor's business rival, Richard Thornfield. He had orchestrated the campaign to tarnish my reputation, using his influence and connections to spread false information.

"I'm hiding too, you could say... From all my mistakes..." "Mistakes?" "Yes... I'm sure you already know..." "That what?" "That I'm the one in your dreams... The villain.," She choked on her drink so caught off guard by the way he said it that she beat on her chest coughing erratically. He handed her a napkin, "Are you okay?" "Yes yes, I am... I just... How did you know?" "How did I know what?" "That you were the villain in my dreams, no I mean that... that I know that you were the villain in my dreams,"

The man Adrian had always wanted to save. A bitter laugh escaped him. "What kind of cosmic joke is this?" Slowly, he looked back toward the mirror. The face staring back at him belonged to Elian Ashford. The identity he now possessed. The future enemy of Cassian Nyx. The prince history would remember as the man who destroyed him. Of all the people he could have become, the universe had chosen the worst possible one. Fate had a cruel sense of humor: the one person he wanted to protect would one day become his greatest enemy.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.