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The Villain Discovered My Identity Novel

Surviving In This Filthy World As A Novel Villain

[Ding!] [Mission Unlocked: Eliminate the moles planted by Rose in the Reid Industries.] Reward: $10 billion in cash upon mission completion. ~~~~ Alex, a 18-year-old ordinary guy, finds himself inexplicably transmigrated into the plot of a Cheesy with no logic bashing novel. But his excitement quickly turns to dread when he realizes he hasn’t taken the role of the protagonist but the villain. To make matters worse, he’s destined to be the first stepping stone for the novel’s protagonist—the Plot armor son. Terrified of his impending doom, Alex thought of changing his strategy of even going as far as changing the whole story plot if he can survive in this braindead novel. And like some ROB or GOD answering his prayers for having fun on his decision, a mechanical voice spind in his mind and a blue transparent panel appeared in front of his eye. [Ding!] [System Activated!] Detecting the host's desire to alter the original storyline. Activating [Villain System]… Alex’s relief is short-lived when he discovers the system’s peculiar goal: [Ding!] [Mission Unlocked: Eliminate the moles planted by Rose in the Reid Industries.] Reward: $10 billion in cash upon mission completion. With his life on the line and a mission ahead, Alex embarks on his journey to survive the braindead Novel. Will he be able survive or fall victim to the Plot Armor son Aka Protagonist. Well that is for the future Alex to decide and know and you readers…
Alex_morg · 788.8K Views

Hidden Identity, Unveiled Love

"HER SECRET IS A KEY FOR HIM." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She's hiding her identity, and he's finding his parents. She's a spy, and he's a business tycoon. How did they meet? What happened to them after their first meeting? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ann is alive, Granny!" John exclaimed, embracing his grandmother with a surge of joy that filled the room with warmth. John squeezed Granny Ria tightly, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing around him. Tears glistened in her eyes as she clung to him, grappling with the weight of a truth she could scarcely bear to share. 'How can I possibly tell you, John?' Granny Ria worried silently. As John released his grandmother, his gaze darted to the living room, where two faces he recognized yet barely recognized stared back at him. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he contemplated the tension in the air. Memories flooded back—joyful teenage years brimming with laughter and love from his parents. But now, the happiness he once knew was eclipsed by a tightly clenched fist, his knuckles pale and tense. He turned sharply to Granny Ria, a fierce determination in his eyes. "Why are they here? I told you, Granny, I don’t want to see them!" he demanded, his voice echoing with unresolved pain. Granny Ria raised a hand, yearning to comfort her grandson, but he recoiled, knowing her allegiance would tilt towards her son and his wife. "Why the hell have you come back? You always show up right as I find my happiness! Just leave me alone!" John shouted, anger seeping from every word. His mother's eyes glistened with unspoken sorrow as she longed to reach out to him, to embrace him before he could push her away again, fearing he would reject her for the fact she sat in a wheelchair. With a heavy step, John’s father rose from the sofa and approached his son, who had shut his eyes tightly, emotion crashing over him like a wave. In a moment that evoked both fear and tenderness, John’s father enveloped him in a fierce hug. John, overwhelmed by the tidal wave of emotion, broke down, sobs pouring out like the rush of a storm. For the first time in years, he cried like a child, his father’s hand soothingly rubbing his back, a faint hope kindling in their shared moment. The day stretched endlessly for the Evans family, heavy with unspoken words and fractured bonds. After what felt like an eternity of tears, John blinked away the remnants of his grief and turned to his father, desperation in his voice. “Ann?” His father met his gaze, flooded with helplessness and compassion. Frozen in place, John surveyed the people who surrounded him—his father, mother, and beloved grandmother. Words escaped him as he turned and walked away, each step echoing the weight of his heart. The air hung thick with unspoken truths, and the night was just beginning. Stay tuned to know what happens next. ~~~~~~~~~~~•••••••••••••~~~~~~~~~~~~ MY OTHER BOOKS:- ~ Loving You With Everything I Have ~ Queen Of Darkness ~~~~~~~~~~~•••••••••••••~~~~~~~~~~~~
_hazel_black · 33.8K Views

exiled villain

In a world spread across four majestic continents and countless nations, where power is the only currency and betrayal is a way of life, **Luka Halton**, the third son of Duke Halton of the mighty Cromwell Empire, is cast into exile. Framed by his scheming siblings for a crime he did not commit—stealing the Third Princess's jewelry and sneaking into her private chambers—Luka is stripped of his title, his wealth, and his family. His cold and power-hungry father, Duke Halton, and the calculating Emperor Adrian Cromwell banish him to a life of obscurity. But Luka is no ordinary nobleman. Trained in the art of the sword and honed by years of surviving the treacherous politics of his family, he is a man of cunning, intelligence, and unyielding ambition. With nothing but his wits and a burning desire for revenge, Luka crosses the sea to the **Central Continent**, home to the **Valkia Empire**. Penniless and alone, he wanders the land, surviving through sheer will and strategic thinking. His fortunes change when he stumbles upon the **Viscountcy of Southvale**, a crumbling noble house on the southern border of the Valkia Empire. The once-proud estate is now a shadow of its former self, ruled by **Lady Elara**, a timid and stuttering woman who is the last surviving member of her family. With only a handful of poorly trained soldiers and a land on the brink of collapse, Elara is desperate for salvation. Luka sees an opportunity. Using his charm, intelligence, and manipulative prowess, he convinces Elara to marry him, presenting himself as a loving and devoted suitor. In truth, his intentions are far darker: he seeks to use the Viscountcy as a stepping stone to rebuild his power and exact vengeance on those who wronged him. As the new lord of Southvale, Luka begins to transform the impoverished land into a thriving stronghold, employing ruthless tactics, shrewd alliances, and innovative strategies to strengthen his position. But the path to power is fraught with danger. Rival lords, jealous of his rapid rise, plot against him. The southern border is threatened by a foreign nation eager to expand its territory. Within the Valkia Empire, the imperial family is embroiled in a bitter struggle for the throne, and the calculating ** imperial senate ** grows suspicious of Luka's ambitions. As Luka navigates these challenges, he must also confront the ghosts of his past—his fractured relationship with his family, the betrayal that exiled him, and the burning desire for revenge that drives him.
sanelemagwaza582 · 4.3K Views

Villain : Conquest

Author: Lone Raut Synopsis (Narrated by Deadpool’s Chaotic Cousin Who Forgot to Take Their Meds): Alright, gather ‘round, folks! Let me spin you a tale so dark it’ll make your therapist retire. Picture this: Yours truly was just another fancy-pants “man of culture” on a serial killer’s hit list—because apparently, collecting rare books and quoting Nietzsche makes you a target. Who knew? (Spoiler alert: I died. Surprise!) But death? Nah, that’s just the opening act. Instead of sweet oblivion, I woke up knee-deep in Saint’s Odyssey—a fantasy novel I once tossed into my “dumpster fire of bad writing” pile. Think Game of Thrones meets Saw, but with more existential dread. And guess what? I’m not the dashing hero. Nope. I’m the guy the author conveniently labeled “Villain.” Cool, right? (Cue jazz hands.) But hold onto your chimichangas, because this “hero”? Oh, he’s a masterpiece of hypocrisy. Smiles like a Disney prince, stabs like a back-alley surgeon. His grand plan? Wipe out half the world because reasons. Classic hero logic! Meanwhile, the gods are upstairs chugging ambrosia and betting on our suffering. Adorable!!!. Well, newsflash, Olympus—I’m hijacking this plot. Reborn with a vendetta and a PhD in chaos, I’m not here to play nice. Rules? Burn ‘em. Heroes? Crush ‘em. World domination? Duh!. This ain’t a redemption arc; it’s a blood-soaked takeover tour. Think Machiavelli with a splash of Joker and a side of espresso. They call me ruthless? Damn right. I’ll out-scheme the schemers, out-betray the traitors, and maybe burn a kingdom or two for aesthetic. The hero thinks he’s pulling strings? Sweetheart, I’m the puppetmaster—and I just cut the threads. Every battle’s a chess move, every ally a pawn, and the board? Oh, it’s dripping in red. And hey, let’s laugh while we’re at it. Ever seen a “chosen one” trip over his own halo? Poetic. Ever roasted a god so hard they literally combust? (Working on it.) This world’s a joke, and I’m the punchline—delivered with a knife. So buckle up, buttercups. The script’s flipped, the crown’s mine, and if the heroes cry about “morals”? Tell ‘em to write a Yelp review. This villain’s rewriting destiny—one corpse at a time. TL;DR: Death was my warm-up. Now? I’m here to conquer, crack jokes, and maybe commit some light treason. World, meet your new overlord. Resistance is hilarious . Hahahahaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)
Lone_Raut_ · 744.4K Views
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