Villain Of My Own

His voice floats in the dark—slow, distant, cracked at the edges. A memory unraveling itself in ruin. "Oh… and I just died again." A beat. "Didn’t even get the chance to scream this time. Just burned. Like always." "But it doesn’t matter. None of this is real. Not really. It’s just… something stuck on repeat. A scene that loops like it’s written in the marrow of my bones." He inhales. Smokes chokes even the thought. "I think I’ve been trapped here for so long, I started dreaming with my eyes open." "Don’t get confused. I wasn’t always like this. I was a god. A ruler. Born of stars and saltwater. Atlantis was mine to inherit. My name—my legacy—was etched into the stone of the sea before I ever took my first breath." "And then…" his voice tightens "Mortals." "They didn’t worship. They hunted. They slaughtered the gods—burned our temples, tore our wings, shattered our hearts." "And me? They didn’t kill me. They needed me alive. Needed me to scream." "You ever wondered what it feels like—melted gold poured on your skin? Not once. Not twice. A thousand times. They’d stop. Let me heal. Then start again. That’s how I lost my gift. That’s how I lost my healing. That’s how I lost time." "I was just a child when the first war came. Barely 200 years old—barely chosen. By 500, I was ready for the throne. Strong. Steady. Loved." "Then the massacre." "Atlantis died." "And I disappeared into shadow." "Ten thousand years they kept me. Caged. Bound. Tortured. Not enough to die. Just enough to wish I could." "And then I saw my chance. I ran. I fought. I clawed my way out—" "But they found me. Again." "They reversed my age—ripped me backward through time like I was nothing but a thread. Left me a child. A hundred years old again. Powerless." "Then came the final curse: They locked me inside an illusion." "My illusion." "The one I created as a child—the night my village burned. The night I screamed and no one came." "Now I live that night again." "And again." "And again." "I die. I wake. I die. I wake." "Every ending is a beginning wrapped in fire." "And I’m tired." "Tired of bleeding for gods who are gone. Tired of breaking for Mortals who only know how to destroy." A long pause. "They used me." "Wore me out like a story passed through too many mouths." Then his voice drops—low, steel in it now. A whisper with weight. "But I swear… the next time I rise…" "It won’t be to save them." "It’ll be to end them." "They will scream and I'll listen" "This time, I'll give them something to remember" "A god... with nothing left to lose." READER ADVISORY: Everything in this world is handcrafted — from currency to the most basic details. My characters are morally gray, and each one is forged through relentless trials, not born into greatness. If you're hypersensitive, this story isn't for you. This book is brutal, raw, and unapologetically different. But if you’re craving something bold, dark, and unlike anything you’ve read before — step in. Thanks for reading.

"Devil's Heart," a tragic romance novel that caught my [Eian Roger] attention, after a long time. If you ask what's so great about it, the only answer I can give is—the green-eyed guy, Eron De Vilan, my villain. I loved that guy so much I could call myself crazy. Seriously, who else would pray for a fictional character to have a happy ending? But that scum author, broke my all hope and gave him the worst fate. As I wandered the streets, heartbroken, I met my end while trying to save a stray cat. Really... even now, I can't believe I did such a stupid thing. It's so frustrating... But what's even more nerve-wracking is the fact that I transmigrated into the novel I cherished—only to end up as the antagonist who tortures my favorite character. The only relief I had was the timeline. It’s still too early for the original story to unfold. That meant there was still time. This time, the extra would seize control of the narrative. I will rewrite the story for my villain. No matter what happens… Eron De Vilan will have his happy ending.

Elena Rivers is only 21, a struggling fashion intern carrying the weight of her sick younger brother on her shoulders. When money runs out and hope feels distant, she makes a dangerous choice a night at an exclusive, anonymous club where she sells herself for a price she can’t refuse. What she doesn’t expect is the man behind the mask: Adrian Valtieri, a ruthless billionaire CEO known for his icy control and merciless deals. The next day, he’s not just a stranger; he’s her new boss. Adrian wants control. Elena craves freedom. But in his world, power is everything, and passion is a weapon. One night. One secret. One contract neither of them can ignore. How far will Elena go when the price of desire is her very heart?

Haruki Arai was a dying man with a dream—ignored by the world, betrayed by his own body, and abandoned by everyone. But just as he gives up and leaps into the void, fate twists. He awakens not in heaven… but inside the world of the manga he spent his final days creating. Only—he's not the hero he designed. He's someone else. Someone… dangerous. Trapped in a fantasy realm on the brink of war, Haruki must face monsters, magic, and the haunting echoes of his past. If this world is his last shot at life—can he make it count, or will he break again? A dark isekai story about regret, rebirth, and rewriting destiny—from the ink of despair to the fire of a second chance.

"All untainted paths lead to the one truth." — A kind man named Malik died a ridiculous death. His soul was ripped out of the flow and shoved into the body of some cliché "Villain" in a faraway land... One that had already reached the end of their story. He had ten days before his public execution concluded. This Villain—well, Malik—used to be a Beggar. One that grew into a Magi, then a Seeker, then a Professor, and then... A Sultan. The one ruler of the entire world. Now? He was stuck facing the very people he loved, ready to pay for all the “evil” he had done. Fate seemed hellbent on ending him no matter where he went. But just as he was about to give up... {Would you like to witness your real history, your Path?} A Script appeared before his mind’s eye. {Would you like to make it past your Promised Day?} {Would you like to become a True King?} {If so, repeat after me…} It gave him one word—ancient, powerful, and clear. “BASSORĀH!” Many paths came together. Then, a projection appeared. And it began to display... his memories? — This is a story about suffering. Regret. Anger. And forgiveness. {Volume One, Remember Me: Complete} {Volume Two, For Whom The Bell Tolls: Complete} {Volume Three, When the Sparrow Falls: Complete} {Volume Four, I Saw A Dream: Complete} {Volume Five, Second Sun: Complete} {Volume Six, The Deprived Movement: Ongoing} Extra Tags: Drama. Reaction. Misunderstanding. Transmigration. Time Travel. Uncringed Title: I Won't Forgive You.

My talent can be said above average but for my family I am useless. Six years after the incident that I caused I accidentally created a system. Now I wonder if I will fail again....with my new power I will make sure my cute little older brother, sister and especially my Father will pay the price of creating a monster.... Me --Please send some power stones and your reviews are warmly accepted... thank you By the way, a dicord sever has been made! Please join so we can talk more. For the link please check the author's note in Chapter 181 above. If by any chance the link doesn't work please comment it down, thank you!

~REMON~WSA~2025~ I Was Just an Author… Until I Became the Character I Pity Most. I’m Cha Jin-sung, your friendly neighborhood writer... Well I used to be… until I died in the most cliché way possible: collapsing at my desk after clicking a shady email from a “fan.” Next thing I knew, I had woken up inside my cancelled novel—as an extra, no less: Kaiser Vanguard, a useless character I had only created out of pity. But unlike other poor souls who get thrown into fantasy worlds, I’ve got an edge: I know the plot and the players. The only thing I need to do is stay far, far away from the plot—not even daring to breathe the same air as the protagonist. Yeah, right!! To hell with that background character BS! Screw fate and the plot too. This is my damn story, why would I remain a side character? Still, I don't want much or even need much. Only gaining godlike powers, becoming OP, finding a wife in a world filled with countless baddies, protecting my friends and my clingy battle-crazed MC, and maybe, just maybe getting laid. Sure, my first two week might be hellish. But after that? I’ll fight, flirt, break the script, and forge my own ending, in a deadly and competitive academy. But even in a calm, dungeon-filled noble society, there is still darkness lurking in the shadows, and secrets yet to be told... Even the memories of my previous life have begun to fail me. Still, this is my life and story as the smart, handsome, overpowered protagonist: Kaiser Vanguard.

10 years since dungeons began to appear in the world. Humanity, on the brink of extinction, received a gift from God. They suppressed the monsters that emerged from the dungeons. Hyun, who was a victim of the initial dungeon emergence, now lives alone with his sister, Sera. For those who have reached the age of 17, it is the time when God's power manifests. Hyun, who wishes to obtain a good job and live a normal life with his sister, is forced to be swept away by the currents of the universe due to his 'Devour' job. How will the journey of a boy who has just risen and still has little experience unfold as he fights against the cruel fate that has been bound to him?

a writer who writes about unconditional love story, eternal love and soul mates ; is unable to find her other half and on the top of it , she is now struggling between the two world . A transmigration? hallucinations? after world ? or her own desires ?. where will this all lead her to ...... ?

You think this is just another love story with a villain twist? Oh, darling... no. This is the kind of pain that doesn’t heal, even when the legend ends." There was once a legend… A warrior so powerful, she wiped out armies with a single command. The world feared her. And standing against her… was the Demon King—dark, merciless, determined to destroy her. But the truth? The truth was never told. 100 years later, I wake up. No memories. Just a scar. A whisper of who I used to be. They say I was hurt as a child. That trauma erased my past. But when I saw him on the street— Something in me shattered. I knew him but he dont me so knew that I have to search my past But soon… I remembered why I should’ve stayed forgotten. Because the monster I’m running from… is not just someone its also me. I must fight against my own past—the monster I once was. And my past is waiting. Cover Visuals edited by me — base images originally from Freepik.com.

Keith Rovan, a crazy guy who got transmigrated inside a novel as an extra named Eric Jonas. In the novel, Eric was a child who never received any kind of love or affection from his family because of that, the struggle he had to face are numerous. However, the silent endurance of his hardship, slowly leads him to the edge of suicide as an escape from the cruel world. Who wants to live and die like that character, especially Keith who had an polar opposite character of weak Eric. So eventually, he decides to change the original plot. Not by acting as an angel, instead a devil who lives for his own desires without concerning anything. He never hesitates to dominate over others or eliminate the ones that dare to cross his path. However, his path dramatically leads him towards the future ultimate villain, Abaddon Mir. They are born enemies because of their families, rivals in name, but what crazier is… with time, the rivals are turning into toxic lovers.

This is not a love story. There is no romance between a mafia and his prisoner. There is only obsession. Hatred. And revenge. No tenderness. No sympathy. Just two broken creatures clawing at each other inside a cage of madness. In this world, love doesn’t survive. It gets devoured. ... Isolde Veyra, daughter of a once-prominent political family, is released from prison on parole. But her freedom is no gift it’s a trap. To atone for her past, she is forced by a mysterious detective named Lucien to infiltrate a dark entertainment house called Velvet Cage, the secret stronghold of his most wanted target: Severin, a ruthless mafia kingpin untouched by the law. Isolde’s mission seems simple—find proof of Severin’s crimes, then escape. But everything begins to crumble when Severin, a man driven by obsession and violence, sees her as the reflection of a woman from his past. The deeper Isolde sinks into his world, the more she realizes she’s not the first woman Lucien has sent—he’s sent many before her, and all of them have died at Severin’s hands without leaving a trace. To survive, Isolde has only one option is deceive the monster. But when lies turn into attachment, and the disguise becomes dependence, she must choose to be the next victim, or become the queen of Severin’s hell.

Santiaga Denero was born cursed—plagued by misfortune that dragged him through a life of betrayal, humiliation, and relentless suffering. Heroes turned their backs. Fate offered no mercy. But buried deep within him was the cause: a demonic parasite, feeding on his pain since birth. With a promise of power, he became one with the parasite. Now awakened and bound to a corrupted version of the system once reserved for heroes, Santiaga no longer seeks justice or redemption. He wants vengeance—and he’ll burn the world to get it. > Every laugh. Every lie. Every smiling face that watched him suffer– will be crushed beneath his heel. As kingdoms tremble and guilds vanish in his wake, someone watches from the shadows. A beautiful woman in white. A smile on her lips. And blood in her eyes. Enter his world. Follow his path. But be warned—this is no hero’s journey. _____ Dark Fantasy | Anti-Hero | Psychopath MC | Twisted Romance | Villain Protagonist 1 - 3 chapters a day

Dreyl is sixteen. Cold. Quiet. Cursed. He hides behind the fake name “Sugi Sakashita” and drags himself through high school like any normal student. But nothing about his life is normal—because Dreyl is the only son of the Devil. Bound to a mysterious six-sided die called Fatebreaker, Dreyl’s every day is ruled by chance. The die rolls. He obeys. Whether it’s stealing a body, saving an enemy, or spilling blood before sunset—he has no choice. If he refuses? The punishment is worse than death. He doesn’t want to rule Hell. He doesn’t even want to fight. All he wants is to survive in the human world quietly. But when a possession goes wrong and a girl named Yumi starts seeing the supernatural, everything begins to unravel. With demon cults hunting him and a cryptic force behind each roll of the die, Dreyl must face the truth: He’s not just cursed by fate. He’s being hunted by it.

They burned him for being too powerful. Too beloved. Too dangerous to keep alive. Kaelar of Halren—once a war hero, a saint of the battlefield, a man whose voice could stop armies and whose hands could mend what even gods had forsaken—was betrayed by the very kingdom he bled for. Labeled a heretic. Condemned without trial. Chained to a pyre and left to die. But the fire did not finish him. Something older than kings stirred in the ash. It dragged him from the brink—not to save him, but to reshape him. Now Kaelar walks again. Scarred. Changed. No longer a saint. A villain reborn. With charm that disarms, beauty that captivates, and a slow-burning wrath colder than steel, Kaelar returns to the realm that betrayed him. Beneath false names and velvet masks, he moves through the capital’s rotten heart, gathering allies among the forgotten, the outcast, and the dangerously devoted. He is no longer here to heal. He’s here to unmake the crown. And this time, they will burn.

Prologue “I hate you, so much Alessandro, please just let me go” Bella cried while pounding his chest with her hands. Alessandro just smirked at her little attempt. He lowered himself until he could feel the fear from her breath. Rosa Mia you can hate me all you want it doesn’t affect me anyway but one thing you get straight it you can never escape me. I’m never letting you go, you belong to me.” Bella’s eyes widened, she cried struggling against his huge frame, little did she know. She was waking up his dead heart. But what would happen when she finds out she was just a substitute to his first love? And when time revealed who she really was? Would love prevail? Or will it consume them?

Elias Gray was just a writer—until he woke up inside his own unfinished novel. Now he’s stuck in a world full of deadly magic, power-hungry cultivators, and characters he knows way too well. He’s not the hero. He’s not even important. He’s just another name marked for death. But he’s got one advantage no one else does: a save file cheat. Every time he dies, he goes back—memories intact. He knows the world. He knows what’s coming. And he’s not following the script anymore.

[AUTHOR NOTE, REFRESH YOUR READING LIST, CHAPTER 45 TO 53 UPDATED AND FIXED] [Author Note: Vol 2 has started, NTR, CUCKOLD AND TABOO] All fictional characters are above 18 [WARNING THIS NOVEL IS A SEX NOVEL WHICH INCLUDES SEX CONTENT] Arthur's head hurt like crazy as he woke up. He kept his eyes closed, rubbing his temples and feeling a super comfy bed under him - definitely not his cheap mattress back home. "What the hell...?" he mumbled as he finally looked around. He was in some rich person's bedroom with a fancy four-poster bed and red silk sheets. Sunlight came through pretty stained glass windows, making red patterns on the marble floor. Everything screamed royalty - fancy mirrors, portraits of hunting scenes, and even a painting of a barely-dressed goddess that seemed to be watching him. "How did I get here?" Arthur wondered, getting out of bed. "I definitely drank too much at Mark's party last night" The last thing he remembered was almost getting hit by a car while crossing the street. Looking in a mirror, he got another shock. He didn't look like himself at all! Instead of being skinny with acne scars, he now had muscles, clear skin with just one cool scar on his jaw, with a reddish brown hair, and green eyes. "Damn, I'm hot," he said, touching the scar. For a moment, he remembered his old life. He pushed up his glasses. Kids made fun of him. Jessica laughed at him when he asked her out. "Like I'd be with a loser like you," she told him. Suddenly Arthur realized what was happening. "I've been transported to another world! Just like in those stories online!" He spun around excitedly. "I must be someone important here. This is gonna be so cool! Watch out, fantasy world, your new hero has arrived!" Right then, blue text appeared floating in front of him: [System Starting Up...] [Host Found: Prince Arthur Lionheart] [Soul Check: Person from Another World] [Magic Type: Incubus Powers Activated] "Incubus?" Arthur asked in shock. "Like, those demons that seduce people?" [That's right. Your family's magic has changed because of your Earth soul's hidden desires. Congrats on finding your true potential.] "Can I change it? I want to be a cool battle wizard or something!" [Not possible. Your soul has permanently connected to the Incubus powers. Accept it - your charm is your weapon, attraction is your shield.] "Fuck," Arthur groaned. [Exactly. The more sexual intimacy you have, the stronger you'll become.] Arthur's eye twitched. "Very funny. Just... tell me what I can actually do."

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CONTENT WARNING: This story contains themes of non-consensual encounters, emotional manipulation, and intense dark romance. Reader discretion is advised. Blurb: One stolen thing. One dangerous mistake. Now, she belongs to him. She didn’t know the fire she was playing with… until it burned her. He’s a devil in an Armani suit—a cold, calculating billionaire whose empire is built on blood. To cross him is to sign your own death warrant. But she never meant to steal from him. She didn’t even know what she was taking. And yet, in his eyes, she is the ultimate betrayal. She should’ve been broken, discarded like all the others. Instead, she became his obsession. Trapped in his dangerous world, she’s torn between hating him and craving the fire he awakens in her. The deeper she falls, the darker his secrets become—secrets that could cost her more than just her heart... they could cost her very soul. In his world, love isn’t salvation. It’s a death sentence.

The Old World is gone with the righteous, and the new world came with purple stars, turning the good, bad; and the bad, good. The ways of Immortal Cultivation have been lost in time, and even myths are more to appear than them. Now, with the wicked ruling the world; Lucien "Lucy" who failed to become a Tama-Artist, 'a group of people who can use mythical jews to perform fantastical abilities,' lost his mother to the beast inside her left by his Father. After an unexpected twist and turns, he found himself inside the First 'Oni No Mon', making him a Tama-Artist at a terrible cost. While repaying the debt, he found some ancient text about the old world. With a baby he doesn't know about in the arms of a soulmate, how will Lucien change the world? Mostly, how will he change?

Premise: The main character, a genius game developer named Kei, dies mysteriously just before launching his greatest creation—Eternal War Online. But instead of dying, he wakes up inside the game he built, right before launch. As the creator, he has full control over the game systems, can alter reality, create skills, spawn items, and level up infinitely. But the world he created has secrets he never coded—and something (or someone) is challenging his authority. Themes: Overpowered main character. System mastery. World-building with hidden lore. Epic battles and thrilling power displays. Mystery behind his reincarnation.

Villains.... Everyone are fond of them. Why? Is it because they are unhinged? Free from the world desires? Then what If there was a villain who was not free? If he was chained by beings beyond human comprehension. Will he free himself or keep on living like a slave. If you want the answer. Read this.

A fire burned Wen Wan to death. Three years later, Jiang Niansheng appeared, wearing Wen Wan's face. Sheng Hanye, who failed to save Wen Wan, married Jiang Niansheng to make her Wen Wan's substitute. This was a turbulent contract marriage. He only married her for her face, and she only married him for his money. He was the aloof, domineering CEO; she was the obedient, passive contract wife. Everything changed when Jiang Niansheng realized she was indeed Wen Wan. Jiang Niansheng escaped from the marriage, determined to make Sheng Hanye pay for everything he had subjected her to during their marriage. Sheng Hanye, "Jiang Niansheng, you're mine. You've signed your autonomy away to me." Sheng Hanye, "Ah Sheng, can you forgive me? I am forever yours..."

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In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say "abracadabra." Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life. Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury. Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty! With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.