The Villain Savior Novels & Stories

“So yeah, she failed you sometimes. Do you know what that makes her? Human. Not a monster.” His words landed like stones in a pond. Ripples went through the ring of characters. Some of them flickered, their outlines less solid for a second. My throat burned. Because he was right. And they were right. And I hated that both could be true at once. “You’re very chatty for someone who isn’t ink,” the villain said, narrowing his eyes at Jax. “Why do you care?” “Because she saved my ass, like, five times already,” Jax said. “Because she’s the only reason I’m not part of *your* drift. Because she deserved someone to say this to her a long time ago, and nobody did.”

“Why would he wrap me in the blanket? Did he take off my clothes because they were wet? He isn’t a saint. The villain can’t feel anything good. Savina! Stop acting like a moron. He is a psychopath.” “...” Dante hadn’t expected to hear that either. He didn’t do many good deeds, but he was called a villain by the woman he had saved. It was nothing new. People usually blamed him for things he didn’t do. So, he started doing everything they had expected of him.

I am dying, the way small things die in the shadows of reefs — quietly, alone, with no one watching except the sea itself. "Then come, little host. I have been waiting." "What — what are you — " "I am not a what. I am a who. I am the seed of a heart that the Tide Mothers buried so that the world would not be eaten. I am hungry. I am one third of the hunger that ate the Salt Throne. The other two thirds are looking for me. We will find each other. You will help." "I do not — I do not want to help — " "You did not want to die either, host. The first one is always an accident."

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.

He didn't get to finished his words, she was already shaking her head. "Okay, we'll go to another motel? or better yet a decent hotel? Look, Blair, please... let me take care of you?" He knows... he knows, that he was going up against all that he believes in. But he couldn't care less, he wanted to help her, he needed to keep her safe. She's a killer, she had said it and deep down he knew she really was, and he knew that there was more to the story than she lets on. He needed to know, he has to know the truth to help her.

TROPES: Blackmail Office Romance Dom/sub Ott possessive, obsessed Hero Fierce Heroine ____ SAVED BY THE DEVIL BRENNA If you're looking for a fairy-tale then look somewhere else. Because mine is not one. My prince charming doesn’t come to save me from the evil,but for his vengeance. He vowed to make me pay for what I did to him. He was the only person who'd seen me and saved me. But he was also the person who I feared the most, even more than my aunt who bartered me for money, because I betrayed him when he needed me the most.

Scared of what, I don’t really know. Without hesitations, I embraced her. I wrap my arms around her very tight and regardless of whether she tried to get rid of not, I will not let her slip in my grip. She doesn’t like me, I know, actually, she hated me. I am the villain that makes her every day worse. I’m a troublemaker to her and I make her really mad each day but… today, she doesn’t have to hate me, she can treat me as a friend who genuinely wants to comfort her, help her, and to sympathize with her.

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.

“You made all of them your enemies. You are now a villain in their eyes.” I shrugged. “Yes, and it was worth it. If being a villain would save her, then I don’t mind getting my hands dirty for her. I don’t care however the world view me as long as I get to keep her safe. This is who I am, Giovanni. I’m a terrible man. I lie. I do horrible things. And I would do more in the future if that’s what it takes to stop our fathers because I know they wouldn’t stop, too. Alexandra had almost lost her life for us once. I will not let it happen again. That was the answer I didn’t get to tell you back at the wedding since many people were spying in on us.”

" I answered. "You know Magnus," Lara took a deep breath. "Savana is a half-vampire and a half-wolf. She conspired with the vampires in the recent attack. Driven by a desperate desire to earn your love, she sought the aid of the Vampire Supreme to achieve her goal." Alex and I widened our eyes in shock, as Lara revealed Savana's true identity. They, too, did not suspect her, as she was playing her part so well. "Savana is the traitor, as I mentioned last time, Magnus, and she was the one who—"Lara hesitated.