Villainml Stories

I was supposed to be reading the novel. Not waking up inside it. And definitely not as *her*. Not the heroine. Not the saintess. Not

[𝙾𝙽𝙶𝙾𝙸𝙽𝙶] Her favorite character died. It isn't that much right? However, Renee had a confusing reaction. Her chest was tightening she almost couldn't breathe, and her eyes was bursting out tears. She was way over too devastated and she couldn't understand why. When she woke up, she found herself inside the same novel. She even met him! However, it was the child version of him. The time she was in, was set on before the story even started. What would she do? Would she successfully save the villain from his tragic end?or would she just make the upcoming situation worse? "I promise I would save you.".. For the sake of your delicious cooking, that is. A small hand, then, tugged her skirts. "Promise you wouldn't leave me?" "What?.. Yes. Of course! ", how can I abandon those delicious yums. A smile crept up to the boy's face. ...Unbeknownst to her, he had very dark thoughts lingering on his mind. • • • • • [ Author: "what in the-I am trying to make a serious synopsis here! Why is the main character trying to ruin the mood by adding her thoughts on food?! Hey! You're not following the script here! " Renee: *munching a snack made by the villain, "Heh. Are you saying you're not ruining the mood by what you just said? Author: "... "I'm trying to make a serious story here. Why did my female lead suddenly change?! Renee: "I can't be a hero without food. Heroes need to eat too! " Author: "... "Can't I change my main character? I'm afraid the male lead might abandon his role and becomes a chef. ] ~The Villain's Hero~ Renee: *still munching Author: "!!!" , Argh!. Fine.. I'll just change it. ~For the sake of delicious food, I'LL BE THE VILLAIN'S HERO! ~

In modern-day Shanghai, Xing Yong Ya, a rational and ambitious college student, faces an unexpected twist of fate when a heroic act leads to her untimely demise. Awakening in the body of a female shadow guard in ancient China, she discovers herself entangled in the dangerous web of palace intrigues and under the command of the ruthless Emperor Wang Zi. As she navigates this treacherous new world, concealing her true identity while earning the emperor's trust, she discovers that beneath Wang Zi's cold exterior lies a tragic past and a heart yearning for redemption. Bound by duty yet drawn by an inexplicable bond, Xing Yong Ya must tread carefully between loyalty, love, and the shadows of a cruel emperor.

Charlotte Edlund was deaf. Her entire life she considered it a disability, a hindrance that kept her two steps behind the rest of the world. That was until she met Melody West, or Mel. Every girl, literally every girl, at Playa Vista High School was in love with him, whether that girl was taken or not. "There's something about his voice," girls would swoon. But who knew his charming, smooth voice would be a curse. And perhaps, Charlotte's limited hearing, was a strength instead of a weakness.

Some people fall in love. Others... build it. Reyansh Raichand was never a part of Meher Shah's world. Not in the beginning. Not in any way that mattered. He was just Kabir Shah's friend. A familiar face. Someone who came and went without leaving a mark. And that's exactly how he wanted it. Because the most dangerous obsessions don't announce themselves- they grow quietly, patiently... until they become unavoidable. Every step he took was deliberate. Every bond he formed was calculated. Every moment he spent around her... had a purpose. Meher never noticed when he stopped being distant and started becoming present. Never questioned why he was always there- in the background, in the silence, in the spaces she never thought to guard. By the time she did... It was too late. A single move was all it took to break everything she knew. Trust shattered. Safety gone. Her world reduced to something fragile in his hands. And suddenly, he wasn't just her brother's friend anymore. He was the reason everything had fallen apart. ____________________ "Finally... we are husband and wife now." His voice was calm. Almost satisfied. As if this moment had lived in his mind long before it became real. "All this waiting... all this planning- finally brought you to me." "I hate you!" Meher's voice trembled, breaking under the weight of everything he had taken from her. "I will never forgive you for this." He smiled. Slowly, he stepped closer-then lowered himself in front of her, as if devotion and dominance could exist in the same breath. "I don't need your forgiveness," he murmured softly. His gaze never left hers. "I just need you... right beside me." A pause. "Right where you belong." Because this was never love. It was something far more consuming. Far more dangerous. An obsession that didn't begin with a heartbeat- but with a decision. And now that he finally had her... There was no escape. There never was.

They told her she was crazy. Locked her away. Silenced her. Broke her piece by piece until even she began to question her own sanity. But Elara Voss isn't insane. She's trapped. And somewhere far beyond the walls of her prison... someone is watching. Dominic Valen doesn't believe in love. He believes in possession. And from the moment he saw her... he decided one thing- She was his. Even if it meant tearing the world apart to keep her. But when the truth finally comes out... Will Elara escape the madness? Or will she become part of it?

A struggling actress, Sera, dies in a bizarre on-set accident involving a chandelier, only to wake up in a fantasy world-as a cat! But not just any cat-she's the beloved pet of the cold-hearted Duke Killian Ravendell, the infamous villain of a novel she once read.

Indie Grey Solstice, a mere background character with a mysterious past was doomed to be a Cannon Fodder- whose fate was to die before the first half the page! Her murderer was a notorious serial killer, whose identity wasn't fully revealed in the first novel! What's worse is that she only has ONE day before her fated murderer comes to kill her. She doesn't know how or what or why he came to kill her! 'How absurd!' she cries. There were death flags everywhere! Can she really change her fate in ONE DAY? *** So instead she hugs her murderer's leg and cries: Indie: "I can't die! Not like this! I didn't even have a chance to legally taste alcohol!" Murderer: "..." Like this, she gets ONE more day to live. *** Indie: "Ah! Do you see that fancy dress coated with diamonds and rubies? My mother always wanted me to dress like a princess ever since she died of Arsenic Poison! I can't die like this... I need to wear that dress! But I don't enough money..." Murderer: "...I'll pay" *** Indie: "My Grandfather owns an enormous fort with riches and gold! He told me that before I died, I need to visit Venice. I can't die like this! I need to at least hold my funeral there! So that I die with gold and luxury and reincarnate into a rich princess in my next life!" Murderer: "Hey coachman... drive to Venice..." *** Years Later: Indie: "Now that I fulfilled my satisfaction, you can kill me, rest assured." Murderer: "Your satisfaction was to spend all my money and waste my time, you can't die like this. I am not satisfied." Indie: "huh? Why do you need to be satisfied? Aren't you happy that I am supposed to die?" Murderer: "You have to pay back every penny you took from me. Now Empty your pockets! You have one more day. Quick! Or else you are never allowed to leave me." Indie: "..."

When criminal psychologist Dr. Elara Vance is called to consult on a series of staged suicides, she believes she's hunting a manipulator. What she doesn't know? He's already chosen her. Each victim leaves behind the same message carved somewhere unseen: "She will remember." As Elara descends into the minds of the dead, she begins losing pieces of her own memory - fragments of a childhood accident, a missing girl, a boy with watchful eyes. The lead detective assigned to the case, Adrian Keller, is calm. Brilliant. Comforting. And always one step ahead. The deeper Elara digs, the clearer the horror becomes: This isn't a random killer. This is a carefully grown garden of trauma. And she was the first seed.