Villains We Love Novels & Stories

I said. "Nah. It's because we've got a lot of emotions to give, we don't show our emotions, and when we do, we are always real and vulnerable about it. We don't hide it… and the main reason why most girls would fall in love with a bad guy over a good guy is that a bad guy can kill and destroy and sacrifice everything just for the woman he loves, while a good guy, would rather sacrifice his woman for everything… that alone is a bond that a woman would never want to break from." He revealed, making me think.

They had released all their pictures, starting from high school, their romantic journey, and then to their brave confession. It was sickening. But the worst part was that people were supporting them. In fact, they loved them even more. And as they loved them more, I became the villain in their movie. You know, one like the Joker or the Axeman. That’s what I am now. "Ashley Miller, the queen of relationship ruiners. I think that should be her new title." "She must have never been loved in her life, that's why she keeps ruining others'." "I am sure she is barren as a result of sleeping with multiple men. Poor her ex-husband. He was a victim."

Lena stood at the center, Kael on one side, Caspian on the other. "Lilith is still out there," she began. "She's still plotting, still planning, still waiting for her chance to destroy us." Murmurs rippled through the crowd. "But we're not going to wait for her. We're not going to react to her attacks." Lena's voice strengthened. "We're going to build something so strong, so united, so *loved* that she can never touch it." "How?" someone called out. "By trusting each other. By fighting for each other. By *loving* each other." Lena looked at the faces before her—wolves and vampires who'd once been enemies, now standing together. "We've already started. Now we finish."

"The cup came from my own brother's house. Your uncle Rick poured the poison into the bottle on the third night of the warm-current season. He chose a vintage I drank only on private suppers because he wanted my death to look like grief had finally caught me." "The boy you love is his tool. Liam has been lying with his shoulders since before he asked for your hand. He was never the architect of this, daughter. He was the instrument. He is the dagger your uncle has been sharpening for three years and you are the wedding it was forged for." "The girl is yours. Your cousin Rose has been his lover for as long as he has been your suitor. She does not love him. She loves being chosen. He never qui

Villix I was even degraded as the villain of their story when in fact, I am also a victim… But if they do want me to be one, why not give them what they want? Ciara is a closet killer, I bet almost everyone already knew that fact, but what no one knew was that she's also a closet psycho. Meanwhile, Killix was also didn't raised well, a brat who strived to save the woman who killed her mother. Of a thousand times I tried to be good for them, I got nothing good in return. Instead, what I have got is mere insult, betrayal, and death threats.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

I already knew the truth behind their so-called love. "You fell in love with a symbol. A perfect woman designed to soothe your fragile egos, who could satisfy every controlling, protective fantasy you had. What you loved was yourselves. We just happened to be the mascots you picked." I smiled faintly. "Well, I quit." "Yes! Shannon is incredible." "Forget being a villainess, none of those four men was worth anything. They never understood their own feelings. Maybe they never had any real feelings to begin with." "Exactly. Shannon and Lucinda are both the protagonists of their own stories. So are we."

I used to be the cockiest rich kid in high society, but somehow I became the biggest simp in the whole circle. It was all because I was bound to a heroine conquest system. If I failed, I would be finished. To stay alive, I had no choice but to do everything Samantha said and constantly try to please her. Knowing I could give her anything she wanted, she took the sports car I gave her and went for a drive with her childhood friend, Charles Lindsey. Then she left me alone on the highway in the middle of a violent storm. "Samantha, my asthma is acting up. My medicine is in the car. Can you come back and get me?" She gave a cold, mocking laugh. I could also hear Charles laughing on the phone. "W

Hayden, Raymon, and Sarah, and now added a mad alchemist. In this position, it is not impossible if I am written as the villainess who destroys a kingdom, in order to increase the popularity of the main characters. As if I was an obstacle that they need to face together for a happy ending. Wasn't that my role in this world from the start? What if those three bastards got a boost as the main character in this world to beat me? Whereas my defeat meant the death of many people. At that moment, the faces of many people who supported me were milling about in my mind.

◇MILAN POV◇ the days passing we all trying our level best to make viri happy she is also trying to overcome everything the only thing that me and Aurthur unable to understand is if not my dad then who is the real villain behind viri to think my dad lied if he wanna live I can think he lied to get forgiveness but he choosed to die I still can't understand but for now our only intention is to protect viri that's it srium became close to all here viri likes srium so much they both are so much friendly which is making Aurthur to jealous seriously this guy