Villain Retirement Novels & Stories

“Cut the theatrics, Victor.” He laughed. “You made it further than I thought. I admit, I underestimated the fire in you. But it’s not too late to change the ending.” “I’m here to make sure this is the ending.” He stepped closer, hands still open, still unarmed. “You’re not going to shoot me. Because you want answers. Because somewhere, deep down, you know that I’m not the real villain.” She didn’t flinch. “You tried to kill Killian.” “And he tried to destroy me first,” Victor snapped, his mask slipping. “I built the Graves empire from the shadows. I made him. And the moment he felt strong enough, he turned on me. He took everything.”

He looked older, tired, his eyes reflecting a dark, dangerous secret he had been hiding behind his billionaire's mask. ​"I dismantled the business because it was infested, Aara," he growled, stepping into my space. "Kael and the board were already selling off the Vance archives to the highest bidder. If I hadn't stepped in, you wouldn't have had a legacy to save. I became the villain so you could keep being the hero". ​He reached into his coat and pulled out a small, worn leather ledger not the digital tablets he usually used for procurement, but a real, analog record.

"Men who betrayed their wives always end up a wreck. He just wanted something new. Men, learn from his experience and keep your eyes wide open." "I bet Matt Quillon didn't download any anti-scam software. He should've known that an old flame who came back for him was either after his money or his life!" I agreed with the sentiments. Matt was blinded when he fell for Rachel's tactics. At the same time, Winnie admitted to getting a divorce from Sean. She publicly announced the truth behind my death. Afterward, Quillon Group stocks plummeted to their lowest point. Sean also announced his retirement from the entertainment industry, prompting companies that had signed him for endorsement deals to

He knew that doing this meant betraying Willow, so he kept it hidden from her. In the beginning, he still felt guilty, but as the happiness he gained from his affair grew, the happiness outweighed the guilt, and he chose the other woman. When all his lies fell apart, they had an ugly fight. They insulted and fought against each other so badly that their home no longer felt like one. In the end, they even swore that they would have nothing to do with each other anymore. They got a divorce last month. As the villainess of the story, my mother was insanely obsessive.

- I said wryly. I slowly lowered myself onto my back, leaning my butt against Felipe's side, and gathered up the two books on the floor. As I picked them up, I returned to the position I had been in a few minutes before, her gaze changed to discomfort and before she could pick them up, I purposely dropped them on her foot, drawing laughter from my friends. - You don't know who you're messing with, girl. You want me to be the villain? Fine, I will, just don't ask me to stop, because I really won't." I whispered in her ear and walked into the living room without even picking up mine.

"The people who framed your father? They aren't done. You’re a liability to them. Under my roof, you’re my property. And I take very good care of my property." "You're crazy," I breathed, "You're an obsessed fool." "Maybe," he shrugged, a dark smirk playing on his lips. "But I’m the only one standing between you and a shallow grave. Now, finish the contract. Read the clause about the public announcement." I turned the page, my vision blurring. "I... I agree to make a public statement of retirement effective immediately, citing personal failures and a lack of commitment to the sport. I will accept a role as an assistant to the Rangers’ training staff under the direct supervision of Jaxson Van

Victor did not look back at her. The criminal fraud referral was filed before the afternoon session began. I sat in the gallery and watched Victor Hale, ex-MI6 and CEO of Halo Systems, the man who had spent eighteen months trying to dismantle everything I built, sit at his table while his attorney leaned over and spoke quietly into his ear, and whatever the attorney said did not make Victor's expression change at all. He just sat there. Marcus came and sat beside me during the break. "It's done," he said. "I know," I said.

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.

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.