Villain Wants To Live Novels & Stories

The revelation that Victor had a hidden past, one that someone was willing to exploit, sent shivers down my spine. "What do they want, Victor?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and determination. Victor clenched his jaw, his eyes blazing with a fierce resolve. "They want me to carry out a series of illegal activities on their behalf. If I refuse or fail, they will expose me and destroy everything we've built." My mind raced, trying to comprehend the gravity of the situation. Our love, our dreams, and Victor's entire legacy were at stake. We had to find a way to outsmart this mysterious adversary and protect everything we held dear.

" The video ended, leaving us staring at a blank screen. "That was a threat," Rachel said unnecessarily. "He's not just planning to capture you. He's planning something catastrophic." "He's embracing being a villain," Lena observed. "Leaning into the monster narrative instead of fighting it. That's... concerning. It suggests he's made peace with whatever he's planning to do." "He's right about one thing," Damian said grimly. "We did back him into a corner with no escape. That makes him unpredictable and willing to take risks he wouldn't have considered before."

"But we need to be careful. We need to keep this a secret." My head was on his chest but I managed to look up right into his dark brown eyes. "Why?" He frowned. "This might sound crazy, but I think Villain X is jealous of us. She wanted me to watch you fall when you were poisoned, and she also wanted you to watch me getting beaten up by Blake." He paused for a moment before he continued, "whoever it is, they don't like us being together. We need to keep our relationship under the hood for now."

"If I’m not perfect—if I don't get the best grades, the best social standing, the best husband—I’m a 'failure.' Asher was supposed to be my escape. He’s a Vale. My father would have respected that. But he chose you." I froze. The wit that usually sat on the tip of my tongue felt like lead. I looked at the bruises, then at the terror in her eyes. In this world of elite schools and fast bikes, I’d forgotten that every villain has a origin story. Vivian wasn't just a mean girl; she was a victim who had decided to become a monster to survive. "Vivian," I said, my voice softening despite myself. "That doesn't give you the right to destroy people."

"Tell me where she is." "Everything has a price. We need to make a deal," Bellie bargained smoothly. "What do you want?" Parawee demanded. "I want that man to go down in flames right alongside your ex-wife. That's all I want." Bellie clenched her fists tightly. "Look at the two of them. They're out there living happily ever after, while we... judging by the look on your face, you're not exactly living the dream, are you?" She deliberately poked at his deepest wounds. Judging by the man's haggard, exhausted appearance, her assumption was dead on. He looked utterly miserable.

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.

“ Use Serena to give orders and to manipulate. Let her be the puppet queen.” I flinched. “They’ll never listen to me. I’m not even accepted—half the pack hates me!” “Not my problem,” Vincent said with a smirk. “If you want Damien to live, you’ll do exactly as I say. You’ll be our pawn, our mouthpiece, our weapon.” “But why?” I pleaded. “Why go through all this? Why not just kill him if you hate him so much?” “Because death would be mercy,” Vincent said coldly. “I want him to live and watch everything crumble. I want him to see you used, defiled, and powerless. I want to crush what’s left of him.”

I was sick of this game. “I’m grateful I didn’t inherit your ambition. I won’t ever turn my children into pawns in this horrendous game for power. Not Daniele, not Simona, not Gabriel.” I touched my belly. “Because they all are my children, and I’ll fight everyone like a warrior to protect them of the horrors of this world, even if they come in the shape of my own parents.”

I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me. "Hahahaha… Damien! Look at you. All grown up. Ready to be an Alpha. What were you thinking? That you would run somewhere, away from your pack? Away from your responsibility? Tell me, who's the villain here? Haha" I remained silent. All I could hear in my head was the truth that came out from his mouth. "Listen up, kid," he wheezed, "you can't dodge these dark truths. Embrace them, live with 'em. Those sacrifices, all for you, Damien. Can't you see? Think your wolf's some Moon Goddess present?"