Villain With A Crush Novels & Stories

Naturally, Xavia now knew that he was still worried about her, but she still had to keep up the illusion… Regardless, the irked man then retorted, “Sure, you’re the villainess in that video, but what do you think people will start saying once they hear all your insults? You’ve already cheated on me, is that not enough? You want the entire world to start pitying me as an incompetent person now?!”

I snapped. "You're so dramatic, Raven. Can we talk like normal people?" she chuckled . "No, we can't because you are a troublemaker." "I have some news that might interest you," she said, ignoring me. "You see, your little crush on Vlad isn't what you think it is." "What the hell are you talking about?" I frowned, glaring at her. My heart began beating faster than I could ever remember "Well, if you must know, I overheard Vlad and his friends celebrating their win. I know you're naive, so I'm here to enlighten you. Vlad was only interested in you because he had placed a bet with his friends."

Cristopher began, pausing for a moment to see the woman’s reaction. Carmilla was confused but then became bewildered to find out the fact. The information given to her, it was all wrong and inaccurate. The lies that she has been fed for so long, the lies that she never knew about. The lies that she blindly believed and thought about the man as someone unreasonable and selfish. It turns out, the villain which she long thought he was, was actually no more nor less of the victim that has been abused and tortured deep inside from the very core of his mind and chest.

I knew he had a crush on me based on his actions, but he’s not by my standards. I wanted to marry someone rich or powerful. I would never settle on a mere Pack Warrior. Damien is handsome, but he cannot fulfill my ambitions. I don’t want to waste my beauty on lowly and poor beings when I could fetch a better, rich, and powerful person.

He killed his own father for heaven's sake. In the novel, he was described as someone who didn't feel any guilt, sorrow, or love and has a hobby of torturing his prisoners. But of course, it changed when he met the heroine. I didn't think it was love, but he became quite obsessed with the heroine and did all sorts of crazy things in order to possess her. The point is, he was a devil with the face of an angel. And that devil was currently standing in front of me. How come the villain and the villainess met at the marketplace? Fuck! This isn't supposed to happen!

Now she wanted that guy even if he wasn't a unique thing but he had done many mistakes and so now she wanted to see his happy life crumbling down. The other guy wasn't bad too or that was what he thought but he wanted that particular male to cry and feel the pain that he had felt in his childhood. He couldn't forget the promise that he did and he would do anything to get that done. The most dangerous villain was the one who knew his opponent's weaknesses and was always focused on getting to his opponent's weaknesses. Sadly, they both knew the weakness of their enemy. They weren't two small enemies but rather choose to be one big evildoer.

Respecting my desire for privacy, she chose to stand by me, an oasis of warmth amidst the chill of secrecy. “You had better be fine. I'm here if you ever wanna talk,” she said to me, not looking convinced. Time pressed on, and eventually, my path crossed with Dani, the only son of Lord Damon. He had not wasted time in making his feelings, or whatever he thought it was, known to me. “I'm in love with you, Isadora ” were his usual words to me. In my quest for revenge, I saw his affection as an opportunity I couldn't resist. I had grown cold, calculating, using my charms to manipulate him into becoming vulnerable to me.

“You are so mean. You left without a trace and came back without a word.” Duh. I was the malicious villainess. The title said it all. “Willow.” “What?” I blurted. He leaned in, his dark eyes sparking with amusement. “Give me a kiss, and I’ll keep my mouth shut in front of your folks.” It did not make sense at all. I was shocked, to say the least. Even an honest guy like Maddox was pulling a Damian. I asked in confusion, “Maddox, are you secretly a masochist? Don’t tell me you developed a bond with me, your abuser?”

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.

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.