The Problem with Being a Villian

I crawled through the window, and slouched against the wall, breathing heavily.

I closed my eyes a second, and when I opened them, I saw something completely horrifying; a girl.

Not only was this creature a girl, but it looked as if a fairytale threw her up.

She turned around slowly, and gave me a smile that I think was supposed to be sweet, but scared the heck out of me. She widened bright blue eyes, but kept her sickly sweet smile.

"Are you my prince? Are you here to save me?" she asked in a super high pitched voice.

I raised my eyebrow at her. "Excuse me?"

"Are you my savior? Are you my rescuer?" She asked again.

I shook my head slowly. "I'm sorry, but I don't think so."

She narrowed her eyes. "Then why would you come here?" she asked, her voice very cold.

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There are villains. And then there are princesses.

The two of those never mix unless it's to cause chaos.

And that was never Xander's goal. Xander wanted the life of a normal villain, to cause mischief in his little village. He never wanted to be part of a fairytale. But fate happens and he had to be in one.

Just not in the way he expected it.

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