The Villain Was Right Novels & Stories

And yet, like a naughty child, I knew I shouldn't, and still couldn't stop picking at the scab. It was time to let go completely. I had just closed my eyes when a wave of comments suddenly rose in front of me. [The male lead is really panicking now. He hopped on a private jet and flew straight over.] [Devoted Don, all right. He figured out the villainess went to Sicily after all.] [Slick move by the villainess. Playing hard to get, retreating to advance. Masterful.] I knit my brows and took out my phone, switching it on.

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.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

“Because I actually went there.” Typical Alora. Always the reliable one. Always making me feel like garbage for not being the same. “Why do I even bother?” she mutters. “I’ll get him out myself.” “How?” I snap. “Do you even know who the Vales are?” I laugh bitterly. “You seriously think some regular lawyer can beat the Vale family?” I laugh bitterly. “They own judges. They own cops. Hell, they probably own the building George’s being held in.”

He was supposed to be the hero. Seraphine is the real villain in the story. She and her evil uncle. Jason was just a weak victim, and now they could navigate his emotions any way they wanted.

Chloe has read The Villainess's Ruin a dozen times. She knows exactly how it ends: the spoiled heiress Amber loses her fiancé, her family, and her reputation, while her sweet stepsister Sophia gets the happy ending she deserves. It's a satisfying story — right up until the night Chloe misses her own life's biggest opportunity to help a stranger, falls asleep furious and heartbroken over a book, and wakes up in Amber's bed, wearing Amber's face, three months before the engagement that ruins everything. She knows what's coming. She knows who to avoid, who to trust, and exactly which choice destroys Amber's life. So she'll simply choose differently — save the villainess by refusing to be one.

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

Such pity. But, I could guess that the villain—which is Phoenix Phoenix Valcarcel, would fall from his grace in the end because all of the other clans turned their back on him and make him their biggest threat, their biggest enemy. They just collided with the protagonists who brainwashed them and schemed towards the villain to take him down. This is the reason why the villain didn't succeed, all because of the protagonist's schemes. It wasn't just that, the villain was taken down by the protagonists because they are the protagonists who had the protagonist's halo.

“Am I a bad daughter for keeping it cold between the two of us? Should I just follow him and let him have me?” Angelo brushed my hair with his fingers. The sunlight that strikes behind him, makes him more attractive than ever. “You’re not a bad person for what you did. He’s the wrong one. The villain. The antagonist in your own story. You did that because he ruined your family. Instead of being a father, he chose to kill the people you love. Although it’s unfair that you’re siding with Mila rather than him, it’s an acceptable choice.” “Do you think we’re going to accomplish what we’ve started? Are we going to win?”

“Your idiot.” The seal glowed, then sank into their skin. Two marks on two hearts. Irrevocable. Undeniable. They stayed like that, bodies tangled, magic humming around them, lips brushing with each broken breath. Finally whole. And yet, Victor’s eyes darkened. A flicker of shadow still coiled behind them. The villain wasn’t gone. Just… silent. Aaron noticed it. Felt it. But didn’t flinch. “I don’t want the villain gone,” Aaron murmured. “He’s you too. The part that would kill the world for me.”