The Villain's Novels & Stories

“You better be joking. Why wouldn’t she be? Did you kill her overnight?” I frowned at him. “That’s not… Look at who’s mad at me for keeping secrets. You knew exactly what monster Kai was and yet you didn’t tell me. I figured out the hard way by watching him suck the life out of Ophilia.” “Kai’s demon side has never been a secret. He is half Kryvan, half human. Everyone knows this.” “Everyone except us apparently.” Naz glared. “That’s because you are the only two who haven't particularly gone on their knees to beg him to suck from them. It’s like a trophy if Kai sucks from you.”

"I can’t do this alone. I need someone on the inside. Someone who knows what it’s like to be broken by them, to have everything torn apart by their lies." I shook my head, my hands trembling. "But Damon... you’re talking about revenge. About becoming what they made you." He stepped closer, his presence felt overwhelming. "And you think I haven’t thought about that?" he said, his voice rising. "Do you think I enjoy being the villain? No, Lila. But if they want me to be a monster, I’ll be the biggest one they’ve ever seen. And I’ll drag them down with me. I’m doing this for us—for everyone they’ve hurt. For the people who can’t fight back." His eyes softened, his voice becoming almost pleading

“Do they think I don’t see it? Every story, every post, every news segment, they’re glorifying him and mocking us. Me!” Robert sighed, his normally commanding voice now strained. “Victor, listen. The facts are...” “I don’t care about your facts!” Victor shouted, pacing the room, boots echoing on the marble floor. “The world will see him as perfect. As clever. As untouchable. And me? The golden wolf? The one who bled for this family? I am the villain! The world sees me as a tyrant, a monster! And all because of him!” Robert sighed heavily on the phone , trying to maintain authority, but even he knew Victor had slipped into something darker, something uncontrollable.

Wait--what do you mean? “Just be careful when approaching the Duke. Although I’m not giving you my full consent but I believe in you.” I stood up and ran towards him in an embrace “Thanks, gramps! I won’t let you down!” “By the way, your suggestion during the meeting was commendable. I’m impressed, it was such a clever idea.” I released from his embrace and cracked a smile “Well if you’ve been through tough times a lot, you’ll become a schemer in no time.” He patted my head and chuckled “Keep it up and you’ll become the villainess the world will love.” “No villainess is loved, gramps. We’re always the bad guys hated by mankind but who cares?” I shrugged my shoulders and gracefully flipped my

Scott asked her, he would have dealed with them himself but Madison really wanted to carry out the revenge herself and of course he would support her whole heartedly. However there was no response, his daring vallianess was already asleep, he planted a kiss on her forehead as he slept peacefully that night protecting his little villainess

From the man who believes he is always in control. Long time, Gianne, he wrote, adding a laughing emoji. Thor. Asshole.

he suspected. "Huh?!" Ryan cupped his face and let him look at her. "Why would I do that? I won't hurt my baby." Slyvester smiled in excitement. Then an idea came to him. His smile vanished at the thought of the answer. "I knew it!" he gasped. "Someone from the three stepped on me with both feet." The only person who could do that was the man sitting across from him. And that's... " Vincent," Slyvester said while gritting his teeth. If Slyvester is Cinderella, Vincent is the stepmother—the main villain.

"You're not frightened at all are you, ? You, of all people, should know that I do not make empty threats." His fingers dug deeper into her skin. "I know you ran to your little hero, thinking he'd save the day. But let me tell you right now, your Prince Charming is no match for this villain standing next to you. Valtor's breath danced across Valeria's ear, sending shivers down her spine.

he shouted at me, his glare turning hotter by the second. I shook my head. I couldn't do this. I couldn't put him through so much pain. "Stop being such a fucking coward and using my pain as an excuse to stop," he glared at me. "I am not a coward," I said through clenched teeth. "You are. Like all other werewolves. Too scared to change. Too scared to do anything worthwhile. I should've known you're too much of a scaredy cat to go through with it," he said, slowly getting up from the ground now that the pain was reducing.

“You are the villain.” Nico’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as he closed the distance between us. The air between us felt charged, like a storm about to break. “Villain?” he repeated, his voice low but laced with venom. “You don’t get it, do you? I’m not just the villain—I’m the one who decides if you leave here alive.” I stiffened but refused to look away. “If you think you can scare me, you’re wrong.” A humorless chuckle escaped his lips as he leaned in, his face inches from mine. “Scare you? Beth, you’re already scared. You just don’t want to admit it.”