The Villain Discovered My Identity の小説・ストーリー

But they were all on alert, their fingers resting on their waists. I spat on the floor and walked out of the room, straight outside to the night. My car was resting underneath the moonlight. I put my head on the hood, half of my energy drained. I couldn’t tell what exactly I was feeling anymore. Footsteps sounded behind me. Victor. I turned around, and when our eyes met, he looked away. Not in a scared way, but an ashamed way—like he felt he couldn’t stand in front of me anymore. This all started from him—with the June thing and the spy he sent to Khalid’s house. His incompetence and contaminated work were the reason Khalid found out we were in the human world in the first place.

People going about their days, unaware that mine was imploding again. "What if he's right?" I whispered. "What if I am the villain?" "Then we're both villains." Damien's arms tightened around me. "Because I'm about to burn Victor Kane's empire to the ground."

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.

But I was about to turn the tables. With a sudden movement, I ripped off my mask, revealing my true identity to the young warrior. His eyes widened in shock, his face pale with recognition. "Rowan?" he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. I smiled, a cold, calculated smile. "The one and only," I replied, my voice dripping with malice. The young warrior's eyes seemed to glaze over, his mind reeling with the implications of my revelation. He stumbled backward, his claws releasing their grip on my shoulders.

"You killed them! You killed Jaxson! You took everything!" "Are you sure?" The question was so quiet, so steady, that it stopped the air in my lungs. "What?" I breathed, my grip loosening. He leaned even closer, his lips brushing the shell of my ear, his breath a cold draft against my skin. "Are you so sure that I’m the villain you’re looking for, Val?" I snorted, trying to reclaim my anger. "You're the devil I want to crush into the dirt. There is no one else."

"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."