Villains You Love To Hate Novels & Stories

It was important, she remembered even though she had so much on her mind. — At some point his siege will close, it's better to know once and for all what that man wants with me, if he's going to kill me anyway, so be it... Let me assume I'm on your side. – Lauren asked convinced of her wishes, she knew it was a big problem, but she didn't care about anything. If her days were numbered, let her at least die being useful. He didn't believe in villains and good guys, because he knew that Karila wasn't a delicate flower, but if there was a conviction in him, it was that that woman was indeed a little better than the others and intimately she was his villain favorite in the game.

“You think I’m the villain in this story?” “Aren’t you?” Lucien leaned back, regarding me like I was a puzzle with missing pieces. “I’m a man who gets what he wants. And I wanted Sinclair patents and a wife with enough poise to keep the board happy. That’s not villainy. That’s efficiency.” I swallowed hard. “And love?” He laughed again. “Love is a fairytale told to little girls with wealthy fathers.” I hated him in that moment. Hated him so thoroughly it made my chest ache. But beneath the hatred was something else. Fascination. Because monsters who look like men are still men, and I wanted to understand what had carved him hollow.

“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!”

However, there are a few unacceptable things: cheating husbands, men with suspicious backgrounds, anyone who can turn people into dust, people with weird long nails or eyes or anyone who has these names: Harvey, Dante, Kaige. They must be avoided at all costs. I didn’t have anything against Harvey, but my recent experiences tell me that there’s more than what he’s showing to me. And I am not the type of person who finds men with mysteries to be romantic. Honestly, I had my share with Dante, the damned Villainous Emperor. These highly handsome men with secrets are worse than cancer or AIDS. So, Harvey is not a potential husband. “Kyle, I appreciate it, but I don’t think that I can tolerate yo

Scared of what, I don’t really know. Without hesitations, I embraced her. I wrap my arms around her very tight and regardless of whether she tried to get rid of not, I will not let her slip in my grip. She doesn’t like me, I know, actually, she hated me. I am the villain that makes her every day worse. I’m a troublemaker to her and I make her really mad each day but… today, she doesn’t have to hate me, she can treat me as a friend who genuinely wants to comfort her, help her, and to sympathize with her.

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.

"If you cannot bring yourself to love me. I think I will settle for the hate you give." My response seemed to jerk her back to reality. One where I was not the knight in shining armor trying his best to save a maiden in distress. I was the villain in this story and Valentine was definitely not a maiden in distress. "I don't hate you," Valentine pushed back. "I just don't want you anywhere around me. You talk like the crow pack is not constantly messing us up. You are the one messing me up. The convergence of packs and a string of murders. If you want hate, pride yourself knowing that almost every supernatural around hates you and your brother."

Villains are just heroes with a broken heart. Whether the villain may be a person or bad weather or an undead being or delay or eve the hero itself.,they add all the spice that's needed in a story. It's usually just a misunderstood character. The villain is the base of a story. And this story starts with the birth of a villain. ×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××

"You could have been happy, could've recreated this world with me" "Every villain hates the world as it is, because it calls you all out for what you are. You're a murder, a psychopath and an abusive f**ked up man that doesn't deserve to live. And I won't regret doing what I've done, besides not stabbing you in the heart instead" "You're warped" He hisses at my ear. "F**ked up, as I am. But you don't even know what you are and in the end proved more trouble than if I had sticked to f**king Celene. "

“We’re made to feel as though the hero is the person we should aspire to be. These noble, self-righteous beacons of morality who are so eternally self-sacrificing that I could vomit. But do you know what they all have in common?” “Enlighten me,” he says with great interest. “They’re all alone and chances are they will always be alone. Their loved ones have either been killed as a consequence of their noble actions or have to go into hiding for safety. If push comes to shove, they will sacrifice themselves or those nearest and dearest to them for the greater good. The classic sacrificing of the one to save the many. We’re not those kinds of people, and I would never want to be. The beauty of