After the Darkness Fades
- Leituras 17
- Votos 2
- Capítulos 1
Concluída sáb, mai 17, 2025<5 mins
They say every hero has a story.
They sing of their victories, their glory, their light.
But what of the shadows they cast?
What of the ones they call villains?
Who are they beneath the darkness?
No one ever asks what happens to the villain.
This is the story of Zephyr Nox-the feared Demon of the North-is remembered only as a villain, a monster defeated by heroes' blades. But beneath the shadows lies a broken man, once full of hope, love, and pain. As his final battle rages, Zephyr's last breath reveals a haunting truth: villains are not born-they are made by the silence of a world that never understood them. This is the quiet, tragic story of a forgotten villain whose story was never told.
This is the final battle of someone's hero story and the fall of the villain that everyone thought to be destined to perish.
Todos os Direitos Reservados
#660
antihero
Junte-se a maior comunidade de histórias do mundoTenha recomendações personalizadas, guarde as suas histórias favoritas na sua biblioteca e comente e vote para expandir a sua comunidade.
Talvez você também goste
The Bloom of Ruin
The gods are silent now - their echoes swallowed by the dying light of two kingdoms that once believed themselves eternal. Starlight flickers, shadows fracture, and the air itself trembles with the memory of what was lost. The peace that was promised is gone; the balance that was stolen demands its debt. Aurora Valenstar has become both salvation and curse - the last bloom of a kingdom built on stolen dawns. Her blood carries the seed of renewal, yet her heart bears the mark of ruin. Bound to the Shadow-Crowned King by fate and fire, she must choose whether to save the world that betrayed her or the monster who might still be its only hope. Love becomes a weapon. Mercy, a death sentence. And every truth she uncovers unravels the last threads of who she once was. In the depths of the Shadowlands, Killian Varyn faces the prophecy he's long denied: that to heal the dying realm, he must destroy the one soul tethered to his own. But even monsters can tremble when the light they feared begins to reach for them. When gods return to reclaim what was theirs, he will learn that the line between devotion and damnation is drawn in her blood. As Lumeris crumbles and the Veil cracks, blood will turn against blood, the skies will burn, and the last crown will fall not with a roar - but with a whisper. For in this final reckoning, life will only bloom through ruin, and the end will come not in shadow... but in light too bright to survive. Fate cannot be rewritten. It can only be fulfilled. And when the last petal falls, even the gods will kneel.Concluída![T̶h̶e̶ ̶K̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶V̶i̶l̶l̶a̶i̶n̶s̶ [REWRITE]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/254100509-256-k79408.jpg)
T̶h̶e̶ ̶K̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶V̶i̶l̶l̶a̶i̶n̶s̶ [REWRITE]
The world was full of heroes and villains. both belong to different sides, from different factions. From light and darkness, they exist. They who walk the path of good where there is peace, hope, love, freedom, fun, joy, justice, and life. And they who walked the path of evil where there is war, despair, hate, pain, vengeance, sined, and death. All in opposite sides in one coin, there all the same. Through centuries as we remembered heroes always win in every story foretold. Defeating the dark forces which were the villains always falls. But to think that this day for the first time, the villains finally have the upper hand. When their king has finally been born... This is the story of a boy, not a hero but a villain. But not just a "villain", he's the King of Villains. To think that the once weak and powerless boy could lead the villains to victory. A evil king created by the negatives of the once called heroes " A villain is just a victim whose story hasn't been told " - Chris Colfer Author's Note: My male reader x crossover fanfiction story, enjoyConcluída
Dangerous alliances
❝You're the most beautiful and most exquisite thing that was placed on this earth. No masterpiece could ever compare.❞ Zasha says, brushing his thumb against my cheek. Zasha Sokolov has built his life on one rule: never get attached. In the cold, ruthless world he inhabits, emotional distance is his only armor against the pain of a past that refuses to stay buried. This detachment has been his key to survival and the reason for his meteoric rise to power. But when the position he's fought his whole life to attain comes with a condition- a forced marriage-Zasha's carefully constructed world begins to crack. Adora has always been a beacon of light, masking the shadows that linger in her life. But when her abusive family sells her into marriage to pay off her sister's debt to the Bratva, she quickly realizes her so-called new beginning is nothing more than a fresh kind of hell. Trapped in a union that promises nothing but pain, Adora clings to the hope of escape-until she meets the man she's destined to marry. Zasha never anticipated that his bride would be an arsenophile with a smile as disarming as her fascination with death. Adora's blend of innocence and darkness stirs something in him that he's long suppressed, something that could destroy the fortress he's built around his heart. As their lives become entwined, passion and danger ignite, threatening to consume them both.Concluída
PREMAMRIT (zeheramrit 2.0)
PREMAMRIT "Some pasts return not to be forgiven... but to be lived again." 💔 Avni and Neil fought battles the world could never see-tears, betrayals, and pain that could break anyone else. But love made them unbreakable. Together. Finally. Forever... or so they believed. ❤️ Until Julie came back. His first love. His first wife. And this time... she wasn't alone. She carried his child. 👶 "How do you fight a past that returns with blood ties?" "When your love demands loyalty, but your past demands responsibility-who do you betray?" As truths unfold and hearts bleed, one thing becomes clear- 🔥 Love isn't just a feeling. It's a battlefield. And in this war... someone will lose more than just love. > PREMAMRIT - Because some stories don't end when you find each other... they begin when the past knocks on your door.
PRECURSOUL ~ The Von Virtus Chronicles
Long ago, in a world not dissimilar from our own, seven powerful mysterious weapons were forged. After centuries of dormancy, safely hidden from those who could abuse their power, one man's curiosity drove him to discover the resting place of one such weapon: an indestructible sword with a deep desire to be unleashed upon the world. Even though he failed to free the blade, he inadvertently woke it. The weapon cursed him, dooming the oldest in his bloodline to hear the its call, enticing them to follow in his footsteps and seek it as he once did. After the man died, the sword's ever increasing cries for freedom latched onto his only son. This is his tragic tale. --Credits-- Book cover: Canva AI-generated images: Imagen 3 Proofreading and flow improvements: ChatGPT -- You can also find this story on Royal Road (by unholy_sweetrolls).Concluída
You're nothing without me
"A mafia boss submitting to the enemy mafia boss"(BL-SexScenes⚠️) He used to make men kneel. Now he shivers when I whisper in his ear. Damian doesn't rule anymore. Not when he's under me. Not when he begs. They call him the Blood King. Cold. Brutal. Untouchable. The head of blood Marker. But in my hands, he's nothing but a dog in heat. A trembling body caged in silk and steel. Fighting to hold onto pride while I take him and fuck him-slowly, deeply, completely. I don't need knives to break him. Just a hand at his throat. A kiss that doesn't stop. A voice in the dark telling him what he is now: Mine. He hates me. He wants me. He moans when I touch him like he belongs to me. And soon, he will. No thrones. No power. Just his mouth moaning my name and his body bent for more. This war won't end with bullets. It'll end with him on his knees. (DISCONTINUED)
The gods are silent now - their echoes swallowed by the dying light of two kingdoms that once believed themselves eternal. Starlight flickers, shadows fracture, and the air itself trembles with the memory of what was lost. The peace that was promised is gone; the balance that was stolen demands its debt. Aurora Valenstar has become both salvation and curse - the last bloom of a kingdom built on stolen dawns. Her blood carries the seed of renewal, yet her heart bears the mark of ruin. Bound to the Shadow-Crowned King by fate and fire, she must choose whether to save the world that betrayed her or the monster who might still be its only hope. Love becomes a weapon. Mercy, a death sentence. And every truth she uncovers unravels the last threads of who she once was. In the depths of the Shadowlands, Killian Varyn faces the prophecy he's long denied: that to heal the dying realm, he must destroy the one soul tethered to his own. But even monsters can tremble when the light they feared begins to reach for them. When gods return to reclaim what was theirs, he will learn that the line between devotion and damnation is drawn in her blood. As Lumeris crumbles and the Veil cracks, blood will turn against blood, the skies will burn, and the last crown will fall not with a roar - but with a whisper. For in this final reckoning, life will only bloom through ruin, and the end will come not in shadow... but in light too bright to survive. Fate cannot be rewritten. It can only be fulfilled. And when the last petal falls, even the gods will kneel.
Mais detalhesDiretrizes de Conteúdo