Villain Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

* Book 1: Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Brandon & Sophia’s Story) Book 2: My Mate is a Witch (Caroline’s story) Book 3: The Rejected Luna: Daddy, Where is Mommy? (Calvin’s Story) Book 4: Fated Mates: Love Over Everything (Liara’s Story) Book 5: Mine: His Caged Princess (Tiara’s Story) [Ongoing] Book 6: It Ends With Us, Mate (Colton’s Story)- Upcoming * Stories related to these books. Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story)

He had been the villain in his former wife’s life in the past. But you see, villains know how to cry too. Villains also know what regrets are. And villains also know how to let go. Just like how Hans Kenji Alvez quietly cried, whispering that he was letting go of his ex-wife, Xiellenna Mondregal-Alvez, while murmuring the word sorry.

He was surprised. "Yes. The Samurai's are the strongest when it comes to the assassin's world. I will tell you a story Paul. A long time ago there were two brothers, the elder one loathed after the younger one, and would do everything within his power to make sure his younger brother was not loved by their father.

Alex vanished before she could start a drama on what he said. She rolled her eyes and sat down, "Always a liar." She leaned back on the wall and closed her eyes as she thought more on what he said. Alex always know how to put her on the edge so easily. If she brings back his body, that would mean bringing back the evil villain that was locked up. The lives of the werewolves would be in danger again. But, as he said, he is the only one that knows the way to take her back. What if it's all a lie? A little voice in her head kept asking repeatedly.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

"That is what she is, eighth. That is what she has always been. Do not pity her. Do not — " Vessa's voice, somewhere behind me. I do not turn. I am still pressed to the wall. The fourth impression is the worst. It is a list. Not a list of names — a list of *kingdoms.* Calisto's kingdoms. The ones she has hollowed. The ones she has steered into the Silver Pearl's mouth across two hundred years. I count seventeen before I lose track. Most of them I have never heard of. Three of them are kingdoms I learned about as a child in my father's library — the kingdoms of the deep-pacific war, the kingdoms whose collapse Alastor blamed on plague and on famine and on internal mismanagement. They were not

"What are you proposing?" She turned to the window, the city stretching out beneath her. "The people trust the narrative they’re given. We feed them a new one. Damien is not a hero; he is a criminal, a traitor, a man working with foreign entities to dismantle the nation’s infrastructure. We make him the villain of this story." "That’s not enough," Caldwell said, his voice edged with worry. "If even half of what’s in that leak sticks, we’re finished. I need assurances."

“I had always known that Hunter was a ruthless competitor, willing to do whatever it took to get ahead in the business world. But this act of him, this level of planning showed a new level of cunning and deception that I hadn’t expected. He had used my personal life as a weapon against me, exploiting my vulnerability to gain an advantage.” By announcing my secrets to the world, by revealing his story, he made me the villain and owning the title of hero back to himself. Viaan Adams… The man I hated the most on the earth was sitting there unfurling all sensitive information about me and at last, he even painted me as a villain. How dare he stand there and expose my secrets to the world? How da

I summoned Lanasia and Zaeramil to the public library to brainwash the humans that werewolves are fiction. We created books wherein we recorded the history of werewolves; their existence, the war between packs, the silver wolves, and the festival. It is stated to be the legend of such fiction. This is the beginning of werewolf fiction which resulted in multiple werewolf fiction in the future of humanity. The legend of werewolves... but no, the word is overused. "The Legend of Woof-Woof!" I suggested for the book title. "Seriously?" Zaeramil reacts. "That sounds unusual. But why?" Lanasia asks. I answered, "That will surely reach my descendant."

"Jane." "It doesn't mean, we are the villain of their story we should live in it. Don't forget that you have your story to tell too. Don't let your story die because of how they kill you in their story." I wanted to make sense but I couldn't seem to do it. Maybe because we share the same belief while I was still in denial. I wanted to fight even if deep inside this seemed to be hopeless. "Villains don't have hope in their hearts, they'll just fight until they die. Brainless desperate in their story and would always be defeated." She spoke to trigger me more.