Villains You Love To Hate Novels & Stories

It all sounds great to have someone, but it's scary to think how easily they could just leave and take that happiness with them. Loving someone is scary, but loving a damaged person is far worse. When you fall in love with someone that's damaged, you take on the weight of their past, their pain and their guilt. You must be strong and you must be patient. You can stop the bleeding and help them scar over, but they will always be a little broken and perhaps break you too unintentionally while you try to fix their shattered pieces. But if you can handle the dents and the cracks; if you can learn to trust them, then you will find no better lover because they are prepared for anything and they un

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"Love," Daylen got back on his feet beaming with new hope. "That's all I need to stop Syvan from ever endangering anyone," he added with confidence. The elder leaned her head to the side. Love has always defeated most evil in the past but she doubted that it would work on Syvan. Vampires weren't the easiest creatures to love. It was in their nature to kill and destroy and she doubted Syvan could be influenced to be different with love.

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.

Because if I care, I’ll go crazy. Then I realized that I’m not the right person to give him some advice. A good friend would probably give a lot better advice, but… I’m a villainess, am I? I’ve never been one for selfless-ness or comforting or caring, really. 'The world is fucked up, nothing matters except for myself', that's how I managed to live. Morals are quite often the last thing on my mind. So yeah, it’s fucked up. I think that’s also the reason I could never really hate Isadore. I mean, who's the villainess to judge another villain, right?

This was darkening the pure young mind of the villainess; she wanted to destroy the world so bad. This hateful injustice continue, followed by the growing hatred of the villainess until she meant him... The person who made her saw the light. He ( Male lead)came into her life like an angel but he wasn't her but belong to the female lead. The villainess had enough of the world unfairness, she didn't understand why the Haven where showing more favor towards the already favoured daughter of the general. Why people like her was only surviving in darkness and loneliness. The villainess decided to harmed the female lead but failed only to be whipped almost to death, and was abandoned in her dusty r

“Okay, let me explain it in simple terms. If there are only two options, save me or save the whole world while I die, what do you think a hero would pick?” She hesitated. “…Saving the world.” “Exactly.” I snapped my fingers. “That’s the point. But a villain who loves me? He’d choose me every damn time and let the world burn. That’s what I want. A guy who looks at me and says, ‘to hell with everyone else.’”

Oddly, it seemed like the name pleased him. "So Scar is a villain, I like that, I'm sure you know this by now, I love villains. I identify as one."

“Whatever! I don’t care if we’re called antagonists or villains or whatever. I just want Stella and Marvin to break up!” “Why do you hate them so much? What did they do that makes you want to separate them?” “My hatred for Marvin is proportional to how much I loved him before. I loved him so much that I did crazy things. But all I got was pain and rejection! My hatred grew even more after Damian’s death. I only realized then that I was actually in love with Damian and no longer wanted Marvin. Now, I’m doing this because I can’t stand to see them happy while I’m alone and have lost my love. I want them to break up!”

What kind of love uses rope to keep you close? Maybe I saw him through rose-tinted glasses. I ignored all the red flags, warning signs, and weird family dynamics because I was newly divorced and desperate for help getting revenge on Martin and his mistress. People always talk about villains as if you can spot them in a crowd. But the truth is, the worst ones are the ones who believe they are doing the right thing—the ones who call it love when it’s really control. And that’s what William is to me now—a man with good intentions and dangerous capabilities.