Novel & Cerita Your Son Is The Villain

I had so many questions in return, but I answered reluctantly; "I am somewhere in a cabin, in a forest." "Who is with you?" I could feel the blush creeping onto my face, and I looked away to hide it. "Enricqio," I said softly, hoping they would not hear, but the terified gasp from both of them canceled that hope instantly. "What?" I asked. "He is Victorianna's son in blood, and he is the male version of her. He is cruel and ruthless. Sometimes, he can be even worse than his mother. He is the devil."

“I heard my son is back in Gynem.” Mr. Vallan whispered. “And he’s already slaughtering.” I nodded. “Yes. I’m sorry, everyone can we have the room?” I watched as everyone slowly exited the room. “What’s he like now?” Mr. Vallan asked. “He’s a monster.” I whispered. “Ruthless, almost emotionless.” “Almost?” “He still has some strong feelings for me. If I become his Queen he’ll stop the attacks.”

He growled deeply and towered over me as I lay on the ground wincing in pain, "Do you know who you are?..the son of Javier the deadly Alpha. Don't tell me you want to become a weakling. You aren't destined to have a mate because you have to be as dangerous as ever, kill without restrain, destroy lives and cause tears and anguish. That's what you should be. That is what Jason, my son, should turn into!!..a bloodthirsty monster!..." I sighed and stood up from the ground as he growled and moved away.

he mocked sarcastically. I rolled my eyes. Zain's father was the Pack General of Crescent Pack back when my Dad was in power. Zain's father was so caught up in his work, he treated his own son as a soldier instead of his blood, turning their home into an army camp. That's why I didn't like to sleep over at Zain's house because his father used to drag me into that shit too. He had me bench pressing fucking tires at the age of twelve. God, I hated that man.

From the man who believes he is always in control. Long time, Gianne, he wrote, adding a laughing emoji. Thor. Asshole.

“If you want to save Mommy, then strike the enemy. Who wants her dead? The Mafia. So beat them, Daddy! What’s the difference between them and Louise or Camille if we don’t have a plan?” “H-hey, Zayne, this isn’t the time for games!” Hero scolded, making the boy glare at him. “What if I kick you out instead, Uncle Hero?” Hero swallowed hard at the threat and went quiet. Zekiel, however, couldn’t believe what his son was saying—but then he remembered how intelligent the boy was, especially with his royal blood. All he needed to do was guide and support him. Zekiel broke free from Dylan and Hero’s hold and faced Zayne seriously.

Our home was a legal fiction. James arrived within the hour, his face grim. He read the motion, his jaw tightening. “This is Volker,” he said. “She’s a shark. This is… aggressively constructed.” He looked at me. “They’ve made you the villain, Maya. The unstable mother led astray. Liam is the corrupting influence. Daniel is the concerned, wronged father.” “What do we do?” The question was a plea.

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

“It’s not.” I watched her carefully. “Why?” She didn’t answer immediately. But when she did, her voice didn’t rise. “My father is a villain,” she said simply. “He always has been.” “That’s not a reason,” I said. “It is when he’s also a bad father.” That… that was personal. “He doesn’t love,” she continued. “Not people. Not women. Not even his own blood. He studies affection the way he studies weapons.” Diego scoffed. “You expect us to believe this isn’t a trap?”

I hate it when he says those things because I look like the antagonist between us. “Eldifonso, I am also doing everything for my son. Don't you see it?! I'm taking him away from you because I know you're a bad person! Someday you will teach my son to do bad things, and I can't stand to watch it! So while Foval is still young and it's early, I will take him from you!” “You underestimate me as a person and as your husband, Val. But it's not right for you to belittle me for being a father to my son. Because no parent wants anything bad for their child!”