Your Story Has A Villain Novels & Stories

“He is involved with the mafia, Lizzie. He has enemies in every corner of the world, which means that even if I choose to spend the rest of my life with him, I will need to be cautious. Wherever I go, I will have security with me for my safety, and I won’t be able to do anything freely.” “But that doesn’t change the fact that you like him,” she giggles. I pause and let out a sigh. “I know.” I love Zack, but I can’t help feeling scared sometimes. He talked to me about one of his biggest enemies, a guy named Marcellus. Zack has explained how Marcellus is making plans to bring him down, which left me feeling anxious and worried about his safety.

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

If I got my hands on them. I breathed in, trying to control my anger. I had to cut my trip short. It was time to use Plan B. ******* [[Unknown Person's POV] I had woken up in the hospital a few hours ago. My whole body still hurt, especially my head and neck. I could still remember the feeling of his hand around it. For a moment, I actually thought I wasn't going to survive. That psycho. Urrrrrrgh! I had actually gone to his room to tell him some information, but he just couldn't take it. All of a sudden, he grabbed me by the neck with his inhuman strength. Despite being a child, his grip was actually stronger than mine. It wasn't the first time, though.

"If I’m not perfect—if I don't get the best grades, the best social standing, the best husband—I’m a 'failure.' Asher was supposed to be my escape. He’s a Vale. My father would have respected that. But he chose you." I froze. The wit that usually sat on the tip of my tongue felt like lead. I looked at the bruises, then at the terror in her eyes. In this world of elite schools and fast bikes, I’d forgotten that every villain has a origin story. Vivian wasn't just a mean girl; she was a victim who had decided to become a monster to survive. "Vivian," I said, my voice softening despite myself. "That doesn't give you the right to destroy people."

Liliana shouts as the guards drag her out of the cell. " You two created a good bond. Now going against me? So, Oryx-" He scans her, " I hope you aren't sad to see this. What can I do? I chose to stay Villain in your story because I don't like the choice of humanity and inhumanity!"

"Jane." "It doesn't mean, we are the villain of their story we should live in it. Don't forget that you have your story to tell too. Don't let your story die because of how they kill you in their story." I wanted to make sense but I couldn't seem to do it. Maybe because we share the same belief while I was still in denial. I wanted to fight even if deep inside this seemed to be hopeless. "Villains don't have hope in their hearts, they'll just fight until they die. Brainless desperate in their story and would always be defeated." She spoke to trigger me more.

A girl you thought who would never leave you, now doesn't care about you as if you wouldn't even exist for her, wouldn't want to see you, hates you to the core, and has left you because not only am I the villain for her but apparently I was the one who was chasing her the whole time like an obsessive person who is trying to get anything he wants. Her boyfriend thinks that I am a perv or something who would try to look at her girlfriend in a wrong or tries to tease his girlfriend and lies to him to put his girlfriend in a negative light and tries to be good in front of her all the people and blames his girlfriend. So basically a girl hates me forever and a guy thinks I am someone who can't be

Nang tuluyan na itong nawala sa aking paningin ay doon lang ako kumalma. I slowly closed the door, and took a deep breath. Trying to calm my tense nerve, to think deeply about my situation. Sa lahat ng fantady-romance book na nabasa ko, lahat man sila ay magkaka-iba, but there is one thing that sets them the same. That is, villains always perish, and will always die in the end of the story. Death of a villain means world peace. Death of a hero means war. I breathe a heavy sigh.

A villain, really. The word ‘villain’ had me jolting in surprising. I was gradually accepting my fate that I entered a book world but did I become a book villain? A villain would either die at the end of the story or be cast out of the pack in humiliation, neither of which appealed to me. Wait, no way! Was I heading down a path to death again!? No, I got a new life and thought I would live a long and fulfilling life and then die of old age! If truly Selene was the villain, then I had to find a way to change her/my fate.

Vivian was the history; I was just the distraction. The devastation wasn't a sudden explosion. It was a slow, creeping rot. It dismantled the fragile architecture of the "protector" narrative I had been building in my mind. I had been terrified of his enemies, terrified of the mysterious forces trying to tear us apart, but I hadn't prepared for the simplest, oldest villain of all: the fact that he was a man who played games with hearts just as easily as he played with fortunes.