The Villain's Story Novels & Stories

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

I stared at the marks on his arm and almost laughed. Those injuries came from him getting drunk and crashing into a glass liquor cabinet the week before. I was the one who treated them. Vivian fell silent for a moment before slowly sitting back down. Nathan's eyes lit up. He thought his sob story had worked. The floating comments exploded. [The male lead is seriously disgusting. He blames everything on the villainess! Those injuries were obviously his own fault!] [Forget the romance. I just want to watch these two women team up and destroy this scumbag.]

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

If she's not killed in this story, perhaps she can join forces with the villain to get rid of the main character. [Dude, come on. Where are your morals? The side character and the villain are evil people!] [Besides that, the story's focus is on the greatness of the hero! Don't compare the villain to the hero.] I disregarded the comments and quickly looked at my phone, going through who I thought could fit the description of the villain. I did not have many contacts. In a short while, I managed to shortlist two candidates. One was a blind date that my aunt had set me up with, and the man's name was Jason Lou. The other was Quince Chant, my colleague in the second ward as well as my college ma

“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.

Unpredictability could be dangerous. She turned back to the bleak garden, the weight of the castle, the title, the terrible fate, pressing down on her. She was Vivian Ashworth, the villainess. Prince Alexander arrived tomorrow. Her brother was plotting. The heroine was nearby. And she had no idea what schemes were already in play.

Crouching down to his level Damian smirked viciously as he tapped his gun on his chin as if he was thinking. "You know what I forgot about you trying to force her. Thanks for reminding me. Let me tell you a story I read, a novel actually." Damian smiled making the guy in front of him tremble two times. "In a Chinese novel which I read there used to be a villainess. A villainess who's desperate for the main lead. She tried to humiliate, hurt and kill the female lead. When nothing worked she tried to drug the male lead and tried to sleep with him. But we already know that the female lead would never let it happen. As usual the villainess is punished you know how? Guess it."

I heard his footsteps on the floor and then he was standing beside me, looking at the screen, at what I had built over the last two hours in his room while he watched and asked his questions and didn't stop me. "You realize," he said quietly, "that you're going to be the villain in this story." "In whose story?" "Yours," he said. "Your own love story. You're going to be the villain in it." Love. I hated that word. I had always hated that word, hated the whole shape of the concept, the way people threw it around like it was simple, like it was just something that happened to you and then everything sorted itself out. I had watched what love did to people my whole life and nothing about what I

“Killian. “ He said and I laughed. “Like the comic book character. “ “Like him, yes. “ There was a really popular comic book going around therse days and I assumed he had picked up the name form there. But it kind of suited him. “Okay. You will be Killian. But he’s the villain, right?” “We’re all villains, Garrey. “ “ I'm mister Garrey for you, kid. And about the villain thing- that depends on who tells the story. “ “Nah, “ he said, “we’ll always be seen as the bad ones even in our own story.” "Yeah, I guess. " I said quietly. He was too smart for his age and once again I hated this whole, stupid world we all had to live in.

She is Crystal Volkov, and taking risks is her favorite pastime. They call him cruel, nevertheless, he came on his knees and cried when destiny tested his love. It may be a cliché story but it’s just a love story of a man who has sinned deeper than the burning core. He was a villain, miscreant and menacing for the world. But for her, he was a hero who has touched her soul.