Villainous Protagonist Novels & Stories

He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads . ' oh so it was that guy , he's way better than that idíót fiance of mine , let's go see how he looks like ' she thought before leaving the principal's office . She preferred him over the male lead ,a million times . At least he wasn't an hypocrite. There's nothing anyone can tell her that would make her like that Lance. He was the one who turned Jade into a Villian. The moment she went out ,she was ambushed by Lilith who was growing impatient already .

Gallian's eyes widen, " I hate when people force me to do. Do it properly. Show me how much you love me that you are acting crazy!" Oryx grins, patting his back. " I like straightforward and green frag characters more than Villains because Villains choose the wrong path... I like to see heroes saving people rather than Villains killing people for their lovers!" " Why? The world betrays the Villain. That's why they go against everyone!"

If Andrew was just acting to have her sympathy, then Rhianne will feel like she is trying to tame a monster that only waits for the right time to devour her. Surely, Rhianne told herself that she will help Mr. Villain to grow up into a nice and kind person in the future. But seeing how calculative Andrew is right now, Rhianne didn't know how she will continue her plans. She is still trying to make Mr. Protagonist grow into a wonderful and successful person in the future, but she can't ignore Mr. Villain's existence anymore. If Rhianne will just let Mr. Villain be like this, then her fate will be in danger, whether she fell in love with him or not. 'What if I make Mr. Protagonist and Mr. Vill

I hate weak girls who keeps on romanticizing every guy’s hypocrisy! “Don’t talk to me like that. Fix yourself Jai, you look horrible” I told her in a straight and cold voice. I pity her and at the same time if affects me seeing her in that condition. I don’t want to be so soft to her because I want her to be a strong woman and not just anyone that a guy can peek on to. Among us, Jaira is the most demure and vulnerable while Ara and Hailee are both tough and feeble.

Zhi Ruo rambled on with no signs of stopping. "Consort Feiyan, is literally the reason he could even become emperor, now he is being one sided because some new ass's father could help him expand his territory. Tch, he is worse than scum." {Novels are written this way because readers like a cold, strong, motionless main character with goals only to be at the top turning a blind eye to what's really happening around them. Such stories sell well that brings about the creation of abused cannon fodders to make the plot more dramatic. Host would be able to deal with these kinds of trashy main characters once she starts her mission, and this esteemed being is ready to back her up all the way.} The

In reality, she’s just the easiest way to break him. I caught Kai’s eye from across the lawn. I didn't hide. I didn't smirk. I just gave him a slow, mocking nod. I wanted him to know it was me. What’s the point of a trap if the prey doesn't know who set it? He started toward me, his hands balled into fists, but Ava grabbed his arm. She was crying now. Good. Tears make for a better story when the campus blog picks this up in an hour. So, here’s the thing about being the villain. People think it’s about hate. It’s not. It’s about balance. Kai had the girl, the fame, and the future. I just wanted my turn.

He asked in a rough voice, "Who said you could call me what my mom did?! My mom's not even in her grave yet, and you're already trying to replace her, aren't you?!" The system said, "It's over, kiddo. The villain's darkening level has hit 100%." I did not know what it meant to be completely villainous. All I knew was that Dad was heartbroken and furious! He was like a wild animal pushed to the edge. Julia looked scared, quickly moving closer to Grandpa. "Honey, if the child dislikes me this much, maybe I should just go..." Grandpa, already a volcano of anger, turned even redder. "She's my wife and your elder! How can you talk to your own mother that way?!"

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.

BRAD The city looked different on snowy nights. There were no stars in the sky just snow falling endlessly. I leaned closer to the glass, my hands in my pockets, my reflection staring back at me: sharp, calm. But right now I was far from calm. I was calculating. People always say every villain has an origin story. Maybe that's true, but I've never really considered myself a villain. No I actually see myself as the hero of this story. Most villains do what they do out of spite and anger, but not me. I do what I do because it's a necessary evil.

For anything that felt like a loose thread she could pull. The afternoon light faded, painting the library in long shadows. Vivian Ashworth, the transmigrated soul in the villainess’s skin, hunched over ancient pages, no longer just a passive victim of the plot. The role of the villain had been thrust upon her, but perhaps, just perhaps, she could use its expected ruthlessness for a different purpose: uncovering the truth. The performance had begun, but beneath the surface, the investigation was underway. Her survival depended on playing the part while dismantling the script from within. The weight of the villain’s role was crushing, but within it, she was starting to find the sharp edges sh