Novel & Cerita The Villain Discovered My Identity

We really are in this together. Zorien glares in the direction of the egg, almost as if he wants answers about it first, and I sigh and relax on my heels. “It was never my intention to keep it hidden from you for a long time. I only just discovered my true identity after I visited Welma’s hometown...I promise I didn’t know anything until that time. Winter had mentioned the Chimera and its benefits, so I had to go...I needed to.” My whole body seems to be eager to have my mate believe my words no matter what. The tension is pulsing so rapidly that my fingers are shaking. I want him to believe me, I want him to trust me like I’ve come to do as well.

So I became the villain you needed to hate. A tear fell onto the paper. I never stopped loving you. I couldn’t breathe. At the bottom was one final sentence. Don’t trust Vivian. She’s not the person behind this. I looked up. My grandfather’s face had gone pale. “What’s wrong?” I asked. He stared at the letter. Then he whispered, “Because if Vivian isn’t behind this…” He looked toward the dark hallway. “…we’ve been searching for the wrong enemy all along.” A loud sound suddenly came from outside.

Marcello walked in his face shocked to see me there. “I thought you said you were going to wear a tampon?” he asked. “What are you doing here?” I forced a chuckle, “I was…. I was just bored, I came here to read a book!” I grabbed a book instinctively. “I didn’t know you read Williams Shakespeare's works.” “Well, I’ve always loved reading, it’s my comfort hobby.” “You can have it.” “Thank you.” I should have left hurriedly but I stood there rooted to my feet, I couldn’t believe I’d blamed the wrong person all my life. He wasn’t the real enemy. Stefan Lombardi is the villain in my story. But he made it seem like it was Marcello.

"No, you didn't do this. Helena did. And we are going to catch that undead motherfucker, this time, I'll make sure she can't come back to life." There was determination in his voice as he said it and it made me smile. "I'm glad I have my own personal hero." He shrugged. "I wouldn't call myself a hero. Not many people like me. I'd say that I'm your very own Villain." I laughed. "Right. . ." I began to walk away. "We should go home and re-strategise." I heard him fall into step behind me and I barely made it three steps when I felt a sudden zap in my core.

"I do know who villain x is. And it's a she." She blinked. "Ellie. It has to be her." I shrugged off my shoulders. There was no way I could tell her the identity, not until I finished with my revenge. "I can't tell you." She looked up and stared at me with a 'are you fucking with me right now' look. "I'm sorry," I muttered under my breath. "I'm not asking you to believe me. I just want you to give me the benefit of the doubt. Trust me, whoever did this, I won't let her hurt Autumn."

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

On my wedding day, my sworn enemy, Kieran Steel, slams his foot on the gas and rams his car straight into my wedding car. If he can't have me, then he'd rather die with me. He ends up gravely injured, while I lose my memory. He limps over to me and pulls me into his arms. His face is alight with joy as he tells me he's the man I love. After tying the knot, Kieran cherishes and keeps me hidden away like his most prized treasure for five whole years until he finally grows tired of me. A young woman named Talulah Clive shows up at our friends' gathering. Both her appearance and personality are identical to the old me. With a cheeky grin, she insists we play "Never Have I Ever". "I've been

she said and then sighed. “You knew how much it would hurt me to hear it. That my only daughter is planning to be a vampire, an abomination” she added. I just stood there frozen at the new discovery; I am the actual villain. She trusted me and saw me as her friend, and I can’t believe that I betrayed her. I am the villain in her love story and now it all makes sense. “The reason you are cursed was because you were willing to pay any price if it meant that you would mate with my daughter” she said and then scoffed.

“On top of crumbling in front of Pedro, letting him threaten you—giving him the upper hand?” “Then what was I supposed to do?” I flipped, ignoring the fact Victoria had told him my identity. Victor pointed his finger at me, raising his head. “If the truth gets out about your identity, both of you are fucked—so all you have to do is tell him to leave you alone.” “How do I know you’re not going to say anything?” “Marvin or Mario won’t be that excited once they find out no one did a decent background check.” He placed his hands on his hips, pursing his lips. “Is this really how far people are willing to go for love?”

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.