When We Were Villains Novels & Stories

HOLLIS I was the kid who fought so hard to live. I've faced life challenges even as a child. But nothing ever stopped me from being who I wanted to be. The Genovese clan has fought so hard to be in power. It has taken so much sacrifice for us to be in the fuckin top reign of power. Imagine Santaro and his dogs trying to take that away from us. It wouldn't have been too painful if it were just them. The fact that we were betrayed by some of our own made it all crazy. I lay on a recovery bed, reminding myself of how much fight I've put up all my life.

Then felt my eyes sting as I let out a soft laugh. I looked into his deep, steady eyes and saw myself reflected there, clear and unwavering. “Edwin, I love you too.” In my mind, the final golden comment drifted slowly across: [Congratulations on rewriting your ending. The villainess has risen. The devoted lover wins his girl. Wishing Yuna and Edwin a lifetime of happiness together.]

We believed we could attack the main devil after attacking the creatures and killing the majority of them. Only to discover that we are indeed in a corner because we had no idea that the people we eliminated had kept rising despite falling. "What in the hell?" "You know, going in cold and attacking first is never a good idea.” I couldn't help but gasp when the Alchemist stated, "So I introduce my creation, they have been injected with my immortal vessel and neither of them would die." No matter what we do or how we try to attack these monsters, they always come back and reciprocate by attacking us.

It's building something so beautiful, so real, so completely yours that their betrayal becomes just a footnote in a much bigger story. But most of all, I'd tell her this: You were never the villain they tried to paint you as. You were never too much or not enough or any of the things they said when they were trying to justify what they did. You were just a woman who loved fully and trusted completely, and there's no shame in that. The shame is theirs to carry.

Netherlands Tavern SEBASTIAN Serdephe seemed quite happy to explain to Teverius why she perceived him as a villain, oblivious to his affront. “You only arrive at night. You’ve gazed on me unclothed while lying with my wolves. You’ve put your hands on my undergarments. You’ve crept around following me.” She said matter-of-factly. “You’re far closer to a villain.” He blanched. “It does sound rather awful when you word it such.”

"It's not the purpose, but it's part of the training. We are not supposed to do it unless necessary." "You said it's part of the training, what does that mean?" "Forget it. It's nothing fit for your ear." "I saw you killing the villains before my very eyes. I heard their scream and the bone-cracking sound. It couldn't be more dreadful than that." "If you insist," He considered it for a while. "My uncle brought us some captured villains once. Murderers and rapists, the worst kind of villains. We are ordered to terminate them all." "What happened then?"

"Dr. Jhero wants us all to become part of his world domination thing, and although we don't want to become part of it, we don't have a choice but to agree, or else our families— their families will be either become zombies or be dead." Of course, all of the villains in stories use feelings and emotions as their greatest weapon against the protagonist, and when that happens, protagonists don't have a choice but to be controlled by the hands of the villain. The same goes in real life, when the bad person uses your feelings as a weapon against you, you don't have a choice but to bend down and give in.

"Then we failed. All of us. Failed to see. Failed to protect. Failed to matter." "Finally. Truth. You never mattered. You were plot devices in my story. Supporting characters. Obstacles to overcome. And now your part is finished." Hope raised her hand. The children moved closer. Ready to execute. "Any last words?" Nickey looked at Trina. At the woman he'd loved and betrayed and destroyed himself for. "I'm sorry. For everything. For bringing you into this. For Hope. For all of it." "I'm not sorry." Trina's eyes were dry. Hard. "Because I finally understand. We were never the heroes. We were the villains. The people who enabled this. Who created the conditions for monsters to thrive. And now w

Slowly, the memories resurfaced—our daring escape attempt, the scent of rogues, and the fateful ambush that had brought us to this nightmare. As my fingers brushed the tender, swollen area on my body, the memories flooded back, each detail etched vividly in my mind. We had been helpless, a group of vulnerable individuals. The shelter's doctor and a nurse had stumbled upon the scent of rogues, prompting them to alert us and suggest we flee for safety—Zero, Cristiano, and myself, along with a handful of others who were still waiting to awaken their inner wolves. We had embarked on a desperate escape, but our path had been intercepted, leading us to this grim fate.

She stare coldly at her sister corpse before setting the room on flames. . . . Meanwhile Taika who was supposed dead was alive and well even drinking coffee in another dimension in space. " Congratulation host... You have completed your last lesson on becoming a villainess_ Now have some rest for our real class started". ****** Villainess vengeance is about to begin.