The Villain Savior Novels & Stories

“I will give everything to ensure the city is safe. If my life is the price for the Syndicate’s peace, I will pay it willingly.” It was perfect. It was the kind of hero-trash that would make the Hales weep with regret if they ever saw it. If this letter got out, John wouldn't be the 'disgraced blank' anymore. He’d be a martyr. A saint. "I won't let you be the hero, John," I said, my teeth baring. I didn't just want him dead. I needed him executed as a traitor. If he died a savior, Caleb would spend the rest of his life mourning him. I’d be the husband of a man who loved a ghost.

I opened up to him and he smiled. “This was the origin of all the tragedies. This should have been a life saver but the virus’s study got into wrong hands without the cure. These wicked people then used this to manipulate the entire pack and beyond so they would be able to secure the authority they never had. Look at me, the real enemy of the pack is the leader of the fifth tribe. He might be gentle and silent, he uses the merchants as his aides and carries out his deals through them”, Vincent explained, and I got to see the true color of Elder Damon.

"Why do you always protect and defend him, help him at your own expense. Why?" "Because I owe him." Evena replied. "You don't owe him a damn thing Evena." Dreya argued. Evena sat up. "I do. He saved my life, I was dying, he went against his father to save my life. And then he knelt down and begged you to save me. I would not be standing here if Ryder hadn't saved my life." "His pack was one of the packs who gathered to slaughter your coven, do you remember that?" Dreya asked.

He’s much like me, and I am so proud of my viking for offering to help him. “You will! I would love to learn,” Jared stood, smiling excitedly at Davis. “Perfect. Let’s go.” Jared’s eyes widen in surprise, but I was grinning from ear to ear, loving this interaction. My viking is this great man, who’s willing to take in the beaten and bruised and teach them to defend themselves, to rise from the ashes of their life and take claim of it. He’s a great man, one I am lucky to have in my life. Thank God for Liv, because without her I would have never met Davis, would have never seen my brother be happy, or would never have had a little niece to dote over. Liv is this set of siblings salvation.

"A good reason you're gonna take my deal because if you don't, I'll have one of killers in the world of the living kill that only child of yours, you love him, don't you?" "I don't kill innocent people, Hades, I kill evil men" "That's why you're special, you're continuing from where you stop, pretending to be a hero, killing the bad people in the name of saving good people, you're the Villain" "I'm not the Villain, you're pushing me to take this deal" "I'm not, you're free to reject but you'll suffer down here forever or you take my deal, become an independent eternal whose soul doesn't belong me but do my bidding"

He could also pass for being a pathetic villain too. Naturally, from the little I know, Jonas is far from Pathetic. But if he were the villain of our unpredictable story, why would he save my life? Not once or twice, I stopped counting at three. Or was there a fourth time? Since I was dirt poor to afford a television, I had relied upon comics books to give me the same thrill and I had never read about a villain who acted the same way Jonas was. He even killed someone affiliated with the Council for my sake.

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.

He was fast, I had to admit, but I was faster, and soon he gave up running as he knew I would catch up. "Traitor!" he cursed at me. "I am the traitor, but you stand there, cold-blooded creatures, and watch as those girls are used." "You did the same, and that's their use; it is for the greater good, they are nothing but humans, another set of animals." "The greater good sounds like what the villain always says, don't you think?" "He would kill you for this." "He would not know about this; who is there to tell him?" "You can't hide amongst us forever; he would find out one day."

“Then I’ll take it back. She wants to play a game of exposure? I’ll show her exposure.” “Meaning?” His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “She has secrets, Victor. Everyone does. And I’ll drag them into the light until she drowns in them.” Victor’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Dangerous move. But fitting for the villain you claim to be.” I ignored his mockery and picked up the glass again, the whiskey swirling like my rage. “Villains win because they’re willing to do what heroes won’t.” “Or because they don’t know when to stop,” Victor countered.

he continued, “and the ones responsible will be hunted down and punished.” His words turned the blood in my veins to ice. Punished. Kavian. My heart stuttered painfully, the world tilting just a little on its axis. He had saved me. He wasn’t the villain—they were. The ones who tried to force me, who would’ve hurt me if Kavian hadn’t appeared like fire in the dark and torn through them without hesitation. But now, everyone was acting like those monsters were innocent victims, and the man who saved me might be the one hunted like prey.