Villainous Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Among us, Jaira is the most demure and vulnerable while Ara and Hailee are both tough and feeble. The guy upstairs is her freak ex-boyfriend who dumb her. After a four-year relationship with that guy and after he gets what he wanted, for which I assume the only reason that he asked Jai t be his girlfriend is her… virginity. Yesterday Jai was crying to us saying that they already broke up and told us that she already gave him her virginity, I was filled with so much anger that I wanted to break his f*cking face! Later that night, we accompany Jai in the bar so she could release and forget all the pain but surprisingly, the guy is flirting with a new girl. So, instead of making scene, this is

The picture of an uninterested guy in his late teens, and a girl in all smiles stared back at her in a selfie angle. "System what's going on?" Zhi Ruo asked, calmly. It took her to its system's space. She sat casually on her blood red seat waiting for a reply. {You have been transported to a small world in a teen drama web novels 'HIS TOUGH LOVE'. You have assumed the body of this story's villain, Tae Rin and would revive her memories.} {This story's plot revolves around how the beautiful and pure female lead Mi Cha tries to win the heart of the male lead Min Seok, an extremely handsome and cold teenager.

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

Just then, I can't help but smile bitterly. I am so helpless. All this time, I pretended that I am strong and everything are doing well but in truth, I am not fine. The truth is, I still wanted to be close with him. I still wanted to keep the affection I have for him But... What choice do I have. I am juat a villainess who's meant to die. Whether I treasure the male lead as my best friend or more than that, nothing will happen no matter how much I give some effort. Because in the end, a vilainess like me is meant to die at the hands of the protagonists.

"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."

I was still speaking when Maya smacked my hand softly. “Nah-uh, don't you dare feel bad for nobody's betrayal…. you're not the villain in this goddamn story girl!! He and his entire sicko family are the devil here, remember? They tricked you, lied to you and now they're trying to play some goddamn supero spy shit with you, that is some villain type of bullshit and you don't have any right to feel sad about getting up in their ass and sniffing them out.” She said then crossed her arms.

My mother’s cruel reign still breathes here, still stings even beyond her rule. Then another question cuts through me. “And the father of the child within you?” My spirit rebels. No. I will not speak it. For a heartbeat, I almost believe my mother alone is the villain. But looking around—the men and women together, united by exile, their eyes filled with old scars—I see it clearly. Varyn is a villain in their story too.

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

But it all felt distant to Elara now, muffled, as though she and this stranger stood inside a small bubble the rain could not quite reach. "I don't know you," she said, though it came out less certain than she meant it to. "No," he said again. "Not yet." There was something in the way he said it. Not yet. As though it were a fact already decided, a sentence already written somewhere she could not see. As though they had a future together that he alone remembered. She should have left then. Every instinct told her to turn, to walk quickly back into the crowd, to forget she had ever locked eyes with the Black Villain on a rainy street corner. She had heard the stories. She had heard what happe

Cassian pulled him closer, letting himself believe—just for tonight—that maybe happy endings were possible. Even for VILLAIN'S. For HIM.