Villain Webnovel Romane & Geschichten

I was merely a vessel for his ambition, and Nicole, who was supposed to be my confidant, was complicit in this charade. A tear escaped my eye as I forced a smile, struggling to suppress the snobbish sounds that bubbled from my throat. I was the reincarnation of the moon goddess, a title that had only ever brought me pain. My father had distanced himself from me after my mother’s death, blaming me for her demise. I had been left in the care of my Nana, who had also been taken from me too soon. My father's discovery of my true nature had only fueled his quest for power, further isolating me. Ryker’s betrayal felt like a confirmation of everything I had feared. A searing pain spread across my c

“Damian will be the protagonist male. Yeah…. yeah…. before you say anything, I will tell you who will be our protagonist female and the villains. The story is set in North city, it is about a man who doesn’t want to marry the woman that his family wants because he doesn’t like her. On the other hand, the male villain has a beautiful wife but he doesn’t love her. When Damian laid his eyes on the villain’s wife, he fell in love with her immediately.”

Was this what it pays to be an Alpha'? My father never told me everything I needed to know. He kept hiding secrets from me telling me that the Moon Goddess requests for their sacrifices. But I had enough. No explanation could fill in the void in my heart. This, I felt, was how Villains were born. Suddenly, I began to feel my head ache seriously. I guess I was pretty tired from a rough day. It worsened. My whole body hurt as well. Lily wasn't here to treat me. I was alone.

Her eyes are full of stars in a way that is not metaphorical — there are actual stars in them, pinpricks of cold light that have no business being inside the eyes of a creature that lives at the bottom of an ocean trench. Black veins climb her throat to her jaw. The veins are mine, in nine years, if I am not careful. "My name is Morrigwen, host. I was the first. The Salt Throne was mine. I burned it down. I burned my own children. The pearl made me hungry and I ate everyone I had ever loved and then I ate the kingdom and then I ate the continent and then there was nothing left but the trench it sent me back to. I have been here for eighteen thousand years. I have been waiting to tell someone

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.

“You better be joking. Why wouldn’t she be? Did you kill her overnight?” I frowned at him. “That’s not… Look at who’s mad at me for keeping secrets. You knew exactly what monster Kai was and yet you didn’t tell me. I figured out the hard way by watching him suck the life out of Ophilia.” “Kai’s demon side has never been a secret. He is half Kryvan, half human. Everyone knows this.” “Everyone except us apparently.” Naz glared. “That’s because you are the only two who haven't particularly gone on their knees to beg him to suck from them. It’s like a trophy if Kai sucks from you.”

I am going to die without anyone caring about what happened to me. ‘Who am I kidding? The villainess will never get a good ending… No matter what. Someone like me can’t have one. It will always end the same for me. Always going to have a bad ending. Even if… Even if I wanted a different one this time… I wanted things to be different…’

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.

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.