Villain 소설 & 이야기

All that she went through, All those moments in which she laughed and cried, ..Just a dream. She tries to combat the seething avalanche of tears that have been building up: "What do I expect?" Her story.. It was a tale of a villainess, overall. Villains don't have happy endings. An emotional exhaustion overwhelms her. Her throat holds back something between a sob and a shout. Then suddenly, she feels something sharp pressed against her leg, under the white sheets. When she reaches under to grab the item, her eyes widen.

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.

Madison sneered. "Fatal?" "Yes" "Do you know who did this?" Scott asked. A sigh was heard from Madison's lips, and instead of answering him, she could only mutter a name, "Reine" "Who's Reine?" Scott asked, who was Reine? and how dared she messed with his girlfriend? "She is an enemy, I gained over the past few years"

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

She smiled softly at me, her eyes beaming with sincerity, reassuring my doubts and clearing up the negativities in my mind. "... thank you, Joewella" I mumbled while plastering a smile on my face. In this world, Joewella is my first ally. She is the only one Victoria could trust and lean on. Only her. So why do I feel a hidden presence somewhere? Like a rat lurking around the corner. I lifted the scissors inside the kit and impulsively threw it with all my might towards the window, stabbing the oak tree without looking.

It was a face from his past, someone who shared his desire for revenge. "Killian Montgomery," George growled, his voice laced with malice. "It seems fate has brought us together once again. And this time, we will make them pay for what they've done." Killian Montgomery, a malevolent figure driven by his own dark ambitions, stepped into the light. His eyes gleamed with a twisted delight, reveling in the prospect of vengeance. A sinister alliance was formed as the two villains joined forces, their malevolence intertwining like tendrils of darkness.

The dude was like a walking jerrycan of gasoline, ready to explode with even the tiniest spark of fire. Villain X was smart and manipulative. If I were right, she might have thought this as a plan to get her revenge on me for screwing her plan, to get back at Autumn as usual, and to get rid of Blake since he was no longer useful; which made him a liability. Killing two birds with one stone. It was smart; I would give her applause for thinking like a Bond villain. She even had the perfect timing. I was too beaten up that I could not defend Blake, or support his statement.

“I’m not going to kill him, Darius. I’m going to remind him. Remind him who I was. Who I am. I want him to look me in the eye and remember. And then I want him to fear.” As she turned toward the mirror to fix her lipstick, Darius added in a low voice, “You said you’d call in someone worse than Kain.” “I will,” Valeria murmured. “Someone even I fear. He’s not a mercenary. He’s a phantom. They call him Wraith. He disappears like smoke and leaves only death behind. He owes me a favor.” Darius tilted his head. “And Bain?” “He won’t see it coming.” Later that evening…

"But they haven't won the girl. If you stay with me now, they’ll kill us both. If you play the victim, you stay in the light. You stay where you can find the key to the Trust’s vault. You become the hunter I made you to be." He leaned down, his mouth crashing onto hers in a kiss that was less of a goodbye and more of a branding. It was raw, suffocating, and tasted of the chemicals that had nearly erased her. It was the kiss of a man who would rather be hated by the world than lose the only person who understood his darkness. "I am the villain in your story, Ivy," he whispered against her lips. "Make them believe it. Make it the most beautiful lie they’ve ever

"I can't. I'm too big, too slow with this leg. And they have thermal scopes. If two of us run, they'll see the heat signatures and open fire." "I'm not leaving you!" I scream, grabbing his vest. "We swore! We swore we'd stay together!" "We swore we'd protect the heir," he says. His voice is calm. Terrifyingly calm. "This is how we do it, Thalia." He grabs my shoulders. His fingers dig in, grounding me. "Listen to me. Vance wants a villain. She needs someone to blame for the dead agents, the dead Reapers, the burning river. If she doesn't get a villain, she'll paint us both as terrorists. You'll go to federal prison. The baby wil