"You love him because he's the hero, right? Well let me tell you a thing about hero's, princess. A hero would sacrifice you for the world, I have no such compunction, I would burn~ this would for you"
0:01 always been you-chris grey 2:09 renegade-arian shah 5:47 let the world burn-chris grey 8:30 swim-chase atlantic 12:16 die for you-the weeknd and ariana grande 16:06 skintight-ethan low and jimmy brown
In case you like timestamps (like me): 00:00 Always been you - Chris Grey, Josh Makazo 02:10 Renegade - Aaryan Shah 05:47 Let the world burn - Chris Grey 08:29 Swim - Chase Atlantic 12:15 Die for you - The Weeknd, Ariana Grande 16:06 Skintight - Ethan Low, Jimmy Brown
"I hate you" The words echoed in the hallway, where the two stood, their bodies touching each other. She glared at him with such intensity that it made him go crazy. Crazy over her. Her presence around him made him go insane, letting himself move away from the ground, from the reality of life. He pulled her by the waist, her lips grazing his. He felt shivers run down his spine as he felt her skin below his fingertips. "No you don't, princess."
"You think that lowsy hero cares about you my darling?, oh please don't make me laugh, he's just someone with a title to hold and would rather risk you dying then being able to be by your side, but not with me princess I might be a villain but at least my words are true, that this world can blow up and I couldn't give a damn long as your still living this world can burn a thousand times and it wouldn't change my love for you...I'm not trying to play hero, I'm just trying to handle your heart with care."
The rain battered against the castle windows as the storm outside mirrored the tension within. Morgana’s chamber was dimly lit, the flickering glow of a single candle casting long shadows on the walls. Inside, the air was thick with resentment and unsaid words. Morgana stood near the window, her arms crossed, her face a portrait of anger and pain. Sage stood opposite her, near the doorway, his posture stiff but his gaze unwavering. “You are insufferable, Sage!” Morgana’s voice cracked through the silence like a whip. “Do you think your silence absolves you? That it makes you noble? Say something for once in your life!” Sage's jaw tightened, but he said nothing. “You ruined me,” Morgana continued, her voice rising. “You took everything I had! My people, my freedom-my life. You think I don’t know why you married me? To keep me caged like some wild animal, to bend me to your will!” Sage flinched at her words, but his expression remained stoic. He took a step forward, his hands loosely at his sides, but Morgana raised a hand to stop him. “Don’t come closer,” she hissed. “I hate you. Do you hear me? I hate you.” Sage’s voice was quiet, almost a whisper. “I hear you.” “Then leave!” Morgana screamed, her voice breaking. “Leave me alone!” “I can’t,” Sage said, his voice steady but pained. “And you know why.” Morgana laughed bitterly, turning her back to him. “Don’t. Don’t you dare say it.” “I love you,” Sage said, his voice firm despite the storm raging between them. Morgana spun around, her eyes blazing with fury. “Love? Don’t make me laugh, Sage. You don’t know the meaning of the word. If you did, you wouldn’t have destroyed my life. You wouldn’t stand there, pretending to be some noble martyr while I suffer for your sins.” Sage took another step forward, and this time, Morgana didn’t stop him. “I never wanted this for you,” he said, his voice heavy with regret. “I never wanted to hurt you.” “But you did!” Morgana shouted. “And now you stand there, acting like you’re the victim. You’re pathetic, Sage. Truly pathetic.” - The royal maid stood frozen in the corridor, the tray of wine trembling in her hands. She had heard arguments before-Morgana’s sharp tongue and Sage’s quiet endurance were nothing new-but tonight was different. The rawness of their voices, the pain that bled through the closed door, made her chest tighten. She leaned closer, her ear to the door, trying to make sense of it. Inside, she could hear Morgana’s voice, shrill and full of venom, followed by Sage’s soft, measured replies. “Why?” the maid whispered to herself. “Why does he let her speak to him like that?” The man inside that room was a king-a king feared and revered across the lands. He had toppled empires, crushed armies, and commanded absolute loyalty. And yet, here he was, enduring the scorn of a woman who seemed to loathe him with every fiber of her being. The maid’s hands tightened on the tray as she listened. There was no anger in Sage’s voice, no demand for respect or obedience. Instead, there was something else-something she couldn’t quite name. Was it guilt? Love? Or something even deeper? --- Morgana’s chest heaved with anger, her eyes blazing with unshed tears. “Do you know what hurts the most, Sage?” she asked, her voice trembling. “It’s not what you’ve done to me. It’s that I can’t stop hating you, even though I know I should. Even though I-” She stopped herself, turning away. Sage stepped closer, his voice low and raw. “Even though you what?” “Don’t,” Morgana said, her voice breaking. “Don’t you dare twist my words.” Sage reached out, his hand hovering near her shoulder before pulling back. “I’m not trying to twist anything, Morgana. I just... I just want you to know that no matter what you feel-hate, anger, whatever-it’s okay. I’ll take it. All of it.” Morgana let out a shaky breath, refusing to turn around. “You’re a fool,” she whispered. “A fool for thinking this will ever work.” “And you’re a fool,” Sage replied softly, “for thinking I’d ever give up.” Morgana storms out, her emotions too raw to stay. Sage remains behind, his shoulders slumping as the weight of their fractured relationship bears down on him. From outside, the maid watches as Morgana passes by, her expression unreadable but her eyes glistening. The maid’s heart aches, even as she struggles to understand their dynamic. “Maybe he is a fool,” the maid thinks. “But what kind of fool loves like that?” _ Let me know if you want me to write more of it😊 Edit:I was not expecting anyone to like my writing so thanks.Here is the ending of the scene ---- ~~the rain was relentless, cold and biting, but Sage barely felt it. He stood motionless in the middle of the courtyard, his boots sinking slightly into the muddy earth. The world around him was a haze of graystorm clouds overhead, water pooling at his feet, and the occasional flash of lightning illuminating the castle walls.He has been here since that venomous argument with Morgana. He didn’t care about the rain, the cold, or the storm. The weight in his chest made everything else feel insignificant. Sage tilted his head back, letting the downpour cascade over his face. For a moment, he closed his eyes, hoping-foolishly-that the rain might wash away the exhaustion, the regret, the suffocating ache that had settled inside him since the day Morgana had entered his life. No. Since far before that. Since Procris,his sister,the former queen.She was overthrown due to sage's betrayal, but when Procris ordered to execute morgana to get rid of potential threats after bellorophen, Morgana's kingdom lost the war,how could he not?. Since Efizenia,his younger sister,who suffered the punishment with Procris too. Since his father had taught him what it meant to be unworthy.Sage would let the world burn for her,he did not care about anything when it came to her,not himself,not his family, not his kingdom. Maybe that's why he was never the hero.He was a villain of the story or the way his father described him,❝Disappointment ❞ He exhaled sharply, the sound almost drowned out by a crack of thunder. His throat burned with unspoken words, questions that had no answers, apologies that would never reach the ears of the people who deserved them most. The faint flicker of candlelight drew his gaze to the highest window of the castle. Morgana’s window. Sage stared at it, his jaw tightening. Was she awake? Was she pacing her chambers, scheming her next move? Or perhaps she was resting, her breathing steady, her face untroubled by the torment she had inflicted on him. But even as the bitterness rose in his chest, it dissipated just as quickly. He couldn’t hold on to it, not when he knew the truth. The same truth that made his legs weak and his heart heavy. Morgana wasn’t unfeeling, wasn’t the cruel woman she tried so hard to be. She was broken. And she was breaking him, piece by piece. He took a step forward, then stopped himself. What would he even say if he stood before her now? That he forgave her? That he didn’t blame her for the chaos and pain that had become his existence? That he loved her, despite everything? The words felt too big, too heavy to voice. And maybe she wouldn’t want to hear them anyway. The rain blurred his vision as he turned his face toward the ground, his shoulders slumping. A small, self-deprecating laugh escaped his lips. How pitiful I must look-soaked to the bone, pining after a woman who will never let me close. But he couldn’t leave. Not yet. The storm outside felt less violent than the one inside him. Here, in the rain, he could pretend the world had paused. Sage whispered something, his voice barely audible even to himself. Maybe it was her name. Maybe it was a prayer. He wasn’t sure. Another crack of thunder echoed in the distance, and Sage finally turned, walking slowly toward the castle. Water dripped from his hair, his cloak heavy with the storm. He didn’t look back at the window. He couldn’t. If Morgana saw him, he would be grateful she didn’t call him a fool. If she didn’t see him, he would be grateful she didn’t witness his weakness. Either way, Sage was alone. Alone with his regrets, his love, and the rain. -
I wrote a flash fiction based on "let the world burn" by chris grey ! "A knight in flaming armor. Why is the knight in flaming armor, you might ask? Because he fell in love. He shouldn’t have fallen in love. Knights are not allowed to fall in love, for otherwise, the world might burn with the powers they possess. You see, these knights aren’t ordinary. They have special abilities to protect the kingdom-think of it as the Jedi. They weren’t permitted to fall in love or get married, because, well… most of you know how that ended. Yet this knight found himself irresistibly drawn to a maid in the castle. Every night, he would leave his post to enjoy dinner with her in the maids' room. Youthful and beautiful, she was enchanting in ways that felt almost otherworldly. He swore she should be queen, for her wisdom surpassed her years. Any man who set eyes on her would want to be with her, but for him, it was forbidden. Emotions couldn’t interfere with their duty to protect the kingdom from the dragons that threatened it. But the truth was, he hadn’t fallen first. She had. Or was it just a clever ploy to control the dragons? Perhaps her beauty was a weapon, a way to entangle him. Maybe she was made for this, a puppet in a game of fate. Or perhaps she truly loved him. No one knew. No one heard her side of the story, for she was condemned to be hanged, accused of dooming the entire population. The world was on fire, and it was all because of two people in love. As the day of her execution approached, the flames of his heart mirrored the chaos that unfolded outside the castle walls. The knights, bound by duty, prepared for war against the dragons, but he was torn. He could either save her or fulfill his responsibilities to the kingdom. In the depths of the night, he made his decision. He rode to her, his armor glowing like a beacon. The villagers watched, fearful and angry, believing he would stand by the law. But instead, he went for her. The crowd gasped. She stood, shackled and pale, her eyes wide with disbelief. Was it love, or merely a moment of rebellion? At that moment, the world around them turned. The skies darkened, and the dragons, sensing the turmoil, began to stir. He felt the power overflowing within him, knowing their emotions had consequences. The knight and the maid had broken the rules, and now the kingdom faced the wrath of the beasts. “*I’d let the world burn for you!*” he declared, with a mix of defiance and sorrow. Perhaps in another life, their love would have prospered without consequence. But in this one, it had sparked a tragedy, a wildfire that threatened everything. He held her gaze, and in that shared moment, they understood-that love was as much a weapon as any sword. The knight and the maid made their choice. Together, they would face the hell they had unleashed."
If you’re reading this, may your day be filled with peace and joy. Remember, even in tough times, your kindness and strength shine brightly. You are deeply valued and cherished-never forget that.
“Let me guess, just because be’s the hero you love him? Well let me tell you something about ‘heros’ princess, A hero would sacrifice you for the world…meanwhile us ‘villains’ would sacrifice the world for you and only you.”
“There’s an Irish blessing you always use to say before getting drunk as fuck.” I take a deep breath. “I promise, if I steal, it will be to steal her heart. If I cheat, it’s to cheat death so I can stay with her longer. If I fight, it will be to protect her.” Then I add my own twist, “If she cries, it will be tears of happiness. If she’s in pain, it will be because she’s giving birth to our children.” -Owned by a Sinner
He freaking texts me even in the ICU... and only wants to talk with me. He has fever of 110 degrees and is admitted in the hospital.... Please if anyone sees this comment... PLEASE pray for him to get better. 🙏🏻🙏🏻 Edit:- tyy for the prayers
I stand face to face with him, Zilan, my worset enemy but in a battle to stay alive and a target to kill, i simply bow, taking his hand in mine and we begin to dance to the romantic music like everyone else in the room. As we i dance i feel the tension, In which Xlain, my best friend, glares at Zilan in but i had no choice but to ignore it. We dance in the room, losing ourselves in the music like we did long before...long before this chaos started... "I hate you!!" Were the words I used to say as a joke but were now the ones I used with pure spit for him. The ones I used to hurt him. I don't regret it. I can't regret it. It was my fault. I made this whole damn apocalypse over one mix up in the lab that made that wretched virus that they started to sell...it's all my fault...I heard a faint voice whisper to me, "wake up!" It was saying the same thing over and over again until my eyes opened. My world was switched off as I looked at this stranger, it was my older sister. She said, "you fell asleep with your vr on stupid!" It was all a dream...or was it?
he was her sin but she was his salvation he had a whole dark universe in his head but she was his weakness he was heartless yet he could make the whole universe burn with the way his heart beats when he lays his eyes on her
My hands trembled, a sense of apprehension gripping and tearing at my heart. I was convinced the man who stood in front of me now could hear it; it beat so harshly. The man turned towards me, his sharp jawline smooth in the dimly lit basement. A small chuckle rumbled in his throat as he spoke. "Darling, darling. Why are you scared? Why must I be so terrifying to such a.. beauty, like you?" He growled deeply, and took a couple huge strides towards me until he towered over me. The knife holstered to his belt glinted as it caught the singular light. His hand grazed my cheek, and I clenched my handcuffed fists. "Get.. away from me!" I utter. The chains that bound me to the chair clanked about as I struggled. His hand guided my chin upwards, forcing me to look him in the eyes. "Confess, my darling. The hero cannot bring himself to do what I would do for you. He is nothing but a weak coward who hopes his words are enough. As for me, darling? I'd do whatever it takes to keep you safe." He took the knife concealed in its holster and held it up to my neck, its cold blade against my skin making me shiver intensely. I glared at him, receiving a smug smirk in return. "You goddamn.." I utter.
Oh and you go girl, even if it hurts just know that you are beautiful and need someone better than him. You need to know you can be happy without him , and you can be loved without him in the picture. ❤❤❤❤❤
"I might be the villian or the hero in ur eyes doesn't matter when u know everyone of us has the 2 characters! So He whispered in her ears "Don't be scary from the one i show but be from the one i murdered in me "don't tease me darling it might get dangerous !
If we are realistic we will get in count that a hero would protect you and yeah, would sacrifice you in order to save the world however the villian is worse since he would sacrifice you to save himself.
Currently writing a dark romance Stalker x Victim, age gap book and…👀 I am intreeaged (forgot how to spell it sorry) yet traumatized with my own writing but hey! Who cares it’s good btw 💗 AND LOVE THIS PLAYLIST
"look what you made me become.." Yuerin murmured, watching the city from on top of the highest tower as her minion fought the heroes. A person was lying on the ground behind her. Tied in tight rope with their mouth taped as they struggled. The woman let out a low chuckle, sending a shiver down the captive. "Where.. is this hero you've spoke of, hm? Looks like they're not coming." She mocked before glancing over the captured person with a small smirk playing on her lips. "How foolish of you to let them sacrificed you like this. For the sake of the world while abandoning you - their loved one." The villainess couldn't help but to chuckle again and took a menacing step forward. The captive flinched, eyes widening in fear as their heart raced. The sound of footsteps approaching fell deaf in their ears as their heart pound loudly in their ears. Their breathing ragged, scared for their live. "Don't struggle too much, darling." She warned, stopping in front of the captive before crouching down. The captured person slowly met her eyes. That's when they noticed that there's something - something they couldn't quite place. Affection? Love? Obsession? Whatever it was, it made them confused as they intentionally gaze into her eyes. Yuerin raised an eyebrow. A smirk of amusement curled on her lips as her hand slowly moved to remove the tape from their mouth. They gasped, trying to catch their breath as the menace moved behind them to untie the rope. Once they're freed, they slowly got up into a sitting position. Though they struggled as their body trembled. "Fascinating..." She mumbled before hooking a finger under their chin, making they look up at her. "Ugh.. pl-please let me go.." they plead, their breathing ragged as they began to tear up. "Oh, sweetie..." She whispered, voice sweet as a velvet that sent shivers down their spine. Her thumb gently moved to wipe away the tears. "You can sit here.. and watch as this shitty city, full of selfish and self-centered person turned to ashes. Along with the heroes..." She whispered again, a cruel grin playing on her face as a massive explosion occured. Their eyes widened, but before they could say anything, Yuerin shut them with a kiss.
(This is kinda late but..) I stare at them.. obsessively and lovingly after killing off the hero and burning his body right in front of their eyes. I smile and step closer them. They back up until they got cornered by the wall. They look at me with eyes of fear.. I leaned in closer to their face, staring directly into their eyes, into their soul. I continue to keep my smile as I said, "I'd kill for you, my dear..." I gently take their hand and kiss the back of it lovingly. Then I step back saying, "I'd let the world burn for you.. my love.." I reached out for their face and gently caress their cheek, then continued saying, "This is something.. the hero could never do.. He never cared for you, I did.."
The night was calm, the city lights flickering below like distant stars; Aria Vale, also known as Songbird, stood on the rooftop, her sparrow-colored wings wrapped protectively around her. The other heroes called her weak, but she knew her power. Her voice could heal, and her songs could save lives. But in their world, that wasn’t enough. She heard footsteps and turned quickly, instinctively pulling her wings tighter around her body. It was him, Knox. He stopped a few feet away, awkwardly holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands. His intense gaze flickered between her and the ground as if unsure where to settle. The infamous villain, the city’s nightmare, was standing before her, looking almost shy, “I…uh,” Knox began, his voice low, filled with an unfamiliar hesitance. “I brought these. For you.” He held out the flowers, his usual confidence faltering. “Wanted to thank you...for saving my life.” Aria’s wings shifted, half hiding her face as she glanced at the flowers, “You didn’t have to do that.” Knox stepped closer, his movements slow, deliberate, “And you didn’t have to save me either, but you did, ” His eyes softened, and he seemed to struggle for words, “No one’s ever done that for me before.” Her heart pounded in her chest, the vulnerability in his voice throwing her off guard. She squeezed her wings, the feathers soft against her palms, trying to find comfort in the familiar gesture. Knox watched her, his expression conflicted. His hand lifted, moving toward her wings, but he paused before touching them. His brow furrowed, and he dropped his hand, fingers curling into his palm, “I…I won’t touch them without your permission,” he said quietly, his voice almost trembling with restraint, “I just…I wanted to see your face.” Aria swallowed, her breath catching in her throat. She hesitantly let her wings part, lowering them just enough to meet his gaze. His eyes locked onto hers, and she felt the intensity of his stare, so much like the villain he was known to be, but underneath it all, something more profound...something real. “Thank you,” Knox whispered, the words heavy with meaning, his voice barely audible. His gaze lingered on her face, then the flowers. “I... didn’t know what else to give you.” Aria couldn’t help but soften despite everything. Despite who he was. She reached out, gently taking the flowers from him, “These are perfect.” Knox exhaled like he had been holding his breath the entire time, and for a moment, neither moved. Two people from opposite sides were caught in a fragile moment as if the wrong word could shatter it. ------------------------- Soft Love
i love this. reminds me of the chinese drama: Love between fairy and devil AHHHHH you all must check it out the villain really did blow up the heaven society for his girl KYAAAAAA
" i loved u, but in this kind of relationship. Im just a friend of yours. She said i have it all , it takes to be yours." ...."But he does not want to accept it like that;she said, my friend who knows us well" ....... -yours truly my kind of situation right now , its hard to let go because i like him for almost 1.5 yrs now ......and he tried to like me a bit said from he's best bro ....weeks before schools start few months ago... which when he like me ... and guess what!! that happen a month after my 18th birthday ... which march... and now he's saying to my other friend(which his best bro) that how can his future gf ... like him for a yr .... and he appriciate that happen to his best bro ... while me his just.... ugh.. Sorry for the rough english .... english is my second languege sooo jeheh
Footsteps echoed down the corridor, a latch being heard sliding undone as light slowly cracked into the room. Ryu looked up, her eyes squinted as she tried to adjust. “Who’s..there..” she speaks weakly, the chains holding her wrists rattling as she moves a bit. The footsteps continue into the dark cell, a shadowy figure infront of her. “You look fallen, hm princess?” The voice was low and tired. quite noticeably a males from how it sounded. The man crouched down, peering at the lady infront of him. “Maybe captured, hm? I wonder how a..” he looks at her figure, she had white hair that went to her back and two sets of beautiful white wings. “How a seraphim, got in a situation like this..” he reaches a hand to the chains, his demon tail twitching behind him. “Humans, vile, selfish creatures. Aren’t they?” He hums, Ryu speaking back up “why are.. you here… how are you-“ he cuts her off, standing back up “that is none of your concern, the main concern is..” he tilts her chin up with his pointer finger “do you want to be free?” He smirks, awaiting an answer. Ryu grunts, pulling her head away. “Ofcourse I do- but..” she grunts in pain once more “how is a mortal like you supposed to help..” she looks down, having obviously given up. “Mortal?” The man snorts, creating a small flame in his hand so the girl could see him clearly, “this, this is mortal?” He had black and blond shaggy hair, black horns in his head and a black slim demon tail. His eyes grey like a storm cloud, with a white spot on his left eye. The girl went silent, her eyes wide. Not in a liking to his features, she was in to much pain to even think about liking anyone. Is was fear. “Y-you’re a-“ the man cuts her off once more “a demon? Smart, darling.” He crouches back down “but that’s not the main concern right now, I’ll ask again. Do you want to be free.” Ryu pauses, nodding “y-yes but how-“ he cuts her off again. This guy really didn’t like to wait huh? “It’s simple, I take something from you, I give you something. However, the price is not easy.” He smirks “your wings, lose a set and never go back to heaven, to be free.” Ryu was shocked, was he serious? She gets snapped out of it by the chains digging into her wrists “a-Ah! F-fine! Just do it!” She practically wails, not caring anymore. The man chuckles “good choice..” he goes behind her and crouches down, taking a blade out of his pocket. Ryu couldn’t see how he was going to do this, she also did not know how bad it would hurt. “Now just, stay still..” he cuts the bottom set of wings, the left one first. Ryu screams, pain shooting through her body before the man clamps his hand over her mouth. “Shut up.” He says firmly, finishing cutting off the left one as it falls to the ground. He starts at the right one, going through the same process till it also falls to the ground with a thud. “Ok, now..” he creates a flame in his hand “have to seal the wound, don’t we?” He presses his palm against the left wound without warning, the fire sealing the wound before he does the same to the right and stands back up. “See, that wasn’t that bad..” he takes his hand away from her mouth like nothing happened, meanwhile Ryu crying in pain. “Oh right,” he goes over to the chains, melting them “your freedom.” Might finish might not 😋 stay tuned 😋😋
"God love if you think your time should be wasted on a man with that ego. You're pathetic yourself, and we both know you're anything but that. A man who cares for a life of glory over a life of dedication to you isnt worthy of your time he'd let you burn if only he knew we have been talking while I'd set everyone ablaze no matter the cause as long as it brings you here for all but a minute more and you your special like that you risking a life to listen to me while you say your in love with him. I'm sorry but you're my beloved, my love never could I touch you without care your all I know or ever could know. I could paint this whole world red just for you. I can't say anyone else would do that. " Then she spoke quietly almost to a whisper, "If it ever came down to it, I'd sacrifice myself to you every limb of my body at your disposal".
Today was supposed to be different. This wasn't supposed to happen. I'm in love with the Hero, so why did I always come back for more when it came back to.. Him. The villain of this story. "It's storming out." Azrael says, grabbing my wrist and pulling me back into his chest. "Stay with me darling. He doesn't need you." I try leaving his grasp, but he quickly grabs my waist and pins me against the wall behind him. "..I would sacrifice the world for you. Altair could never possibly love you like I do." His dark emerald green eyes sharpen, remaining locked with mine as he pulls my body closer.. This is supposed to be wrong, so why does this feel so right? "We can't.. You're a Villain." I manage to mutter out, my long black hair falling over my face hiding just how red my cheeks are. "You know this feels right. He's just a mere person in a costume. He may hide who he is, but I won't. Not with you." Azrael rips his mask off, throwing it off to the side. "..And I love you, Diana." He says before pulling me into a kiss, which I know pulling away would break me.
Keep your hands right there I popped two more, she's in my mind somewhere Won't let my mind go there I took too much, don't let me drive nowhere, oh Keep your eyes on mine And if you want, I'll tell you lies Tell you I'm yours for life And tell your friend she's next in line Oh, should've listened to them Oh, don't you know what I am? Oh, didn't you listen to them? Oh, don't you know what I am? (Oh) Keep the drugs real close One more line before I overdose, oh And no one ever knows She's on my mind when I'm on yours, oh I'm not here for games I told you what it is, you chose to stay, oh Baby, you chose the pain 'Cause you don't know me, you just know my name, oh Oh, should've listened to them Oh, don't you know what I am? Oh, didn't you listen to them? Oh, don't you know what I am? (Oh) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
The villain is feared by everyone, he holds a ball every month just to exude his power. whispers on the street say he enjoys peoples fear, he feeds of their distress. He loves seeing the horror in the people's eyes while he sits on the throne. The throne he slaughters many to get and too keep his title as the Emperor. Your father had asked you to visit him in the City, you normally stay with your mom in the nations side. Your mom has a business there. You also came to visit your older brothers. You are wearing a gown, one you draw as a child. Your oldest brother has a factory- clothing factory and surprised you with it earlier. It is a vivid purple gown with emerald green flower pattern sowed into it. You love it not only because it has your two favorite colours but because your oldest brother turned your dream gown into a reality. Your brothers are currently talking to a group of girls. You stand on the side, watching as people dance. You feel a presence behind you but you do not say anything. "I've never seen you around before," a intense and deep voice speaks behind you. "I am visiting for a while," you answer the voice. "How long?" the voice questions, not even a second after you respond. "a while," you respond, with a juvenile tone laced in your voice. You haven't decide yet when you are leaving. "A beautiful woman like you should not be kept away from the light," their hand goes around your waist. In any normal circumstances you would remove their hand away from your body but this time is different, it is comforting. "Shall we dance," they move you to the dance floor. People stop dancing, chatting, laughing and it even looks like breathing. People have a dreadful look in their eyes. The man swings you around. You face him, face to face, eyes piercing into each other. He tries to read your expression but you are taking in his handsome features. You get to the dance floor and start dancing. "Are you visiting you husband or fiancé?" he questions, he hopes you don't see his attempt at figuring out if you are single or not. "No, just my brothers and father," you answer. He twirls you around, hoping you do not see the little breathe of relief from knowing you are single. "When was the last time you loved someone?" you question, feeling bold. If he can asks questions, so can i. You think to yourself as your bodies move to the rhythm. You can feel peoples eyes on you. "I have lost of women come and go between my sheets," he answers, taking in your beauty. "I didn't ask about that, I asked about the last time you loved someone," you repeat the question. He looks a little puzzled before shaking his head and pulling you closer towards him. "I don't do love," he says, in a low dangerous tone. "You should be scared," he whispers in your ear as he moves you around, taking control of the dance. "Why?" you question, as he moves you closer to his body. "Do you know who i am?" he questions. "An egotistical person who thinks highly of themselves," you smile. A small yet noticeable part of his lip pulls up but soon is gone just as fast as it came. "Think again, someone more dangerous," he turns your body, keeping a steady hand on your waist. You stand their stunted, trying to think who he could be. By the time you realize he is the villain, the song has ended and he leaves without looking back. You stand there unable to move or walk away. He might be bad but when you were dancing with him, he was gentle... he didn't make you uncomfortable when he touch you. Your brothers shoot you a stare and you know you might stay longer to get to know the handsome dancer you met today even if he seems dangerous. Something in you knows he isn't all bad.
Hey so someone named JADEDBABETV stole this video! Just letting you know, they are claiming they found it on Spotify but its the same down to the length and even the title.
Title: Heart of Shadows In the world of Nexus Corp, danger and intrigue were part of daily life. You had always been focused on your missions, your loyalty to the agency unwavering. But there was one constant thorn in your side-a brilliant yet twisted criminal mastermind who had always managed to stay one step ahead of you. This mastermind had always been an enigma. His intelligence and cunning were matched only by his ruthlessness. You had clashed with him more times than you could count, each encounter leaving you more determined to bring him down. But what you didn't realize was that beneath his cold exterior was a man haunted by his own demons-and an inexplicable attraction to you. During a particularly dangerous mission, you found yourself captured by his men. Stripped of your weapons and your pride, you were brought before him. Instead of the gloating you expected, his gaze was filled with something far more complex. "We keep meeting like this," he said, his voice a smooth, dark whisper. "It's almost as if fate wants us together." Your heart pounded, a mix of fear and anger coursing through your veins. "What do you want from me? Is this another one of your sick games?" He stepped closer, his eyes never leaving yours. "This isn't a game. I've watched you, admired your strength and determination. You're the only one who can match me, the only one who truly understands me." Your mind raced, trying to process his words. You had always seen him as a villain, an enemy. But his confession stirred something within you, a dangerous curiosity about the man behind the mask. "You think you can just confess and I'll forget all the lives you've ruined?" you shot back, your voice trembling with emotion. "You’re delusional." His expression softened, a rare vulnerability surfacing. "I never expected you to forgive me. But you must know, everything I did-everything I am-was for you. I wanted to be worthy of you, even if it meant walking a darker path." He moved closer, his presence overwhelming. "I'll let the world burn for you," he whispered, his voice filled with dark promise. "The so-called hero you work for is only using you. They don't see your true potential, but I do. With me, you can be more than just a pawn in their game." You felt a shiver run down your spine, his words both terrifying and intoxicating. "You're wrong," you managed to say, though your conviction wavered. "I know who I am." He smirked, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous intensity. "Do you? Or have you just been playing the role they assigned you? With me, you can be free. Together, we can reshape this world." Before you could respond, an explosion rocked the facility. The building shook, and alarms blared. His men scrambled to secure the area, but you saw your chance. In the chaos, you managed to break free from your restraints, determined to escape. He watched you go, a mix of pride and pain in his eyes. "Go, but remember, you can never truly outrun your own heart." Back at Nexus Corp, you struggled to come to terms with his confession. You threw yourself into your work, trying to bury the conflicting emotions that plagued you. But no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't shake the memory of his words, the sincerity in his eyes. Days turned into weeks, and life at Nexus Corp continued. You and he continued your dance of cat and mouse, each encounter more charged with emotion than the last. Your battles were no longer just physical but a clash of wills and hearts. In the quiet moments, you found yourself wondering if there was any truth to his words. Could someone so consumed by darkness truly harbor love? And if he did, what did that mean for you? The lines between good and evil blurred, leaving you with more questions than answers. But one thing was certain-your life would never be the same, forever marked by the shadow of a villain who loved you. Hope yall like it
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There is no villain and No love, but the hate and love relationship between me and my homework and annual exam.
I'm studying for my end semester exam for college. Your comment reminded me to study rather than reading all those delulu comments 😂
@@Shino-y4l LOl. I am studying for the semester exam for the middle school entrance exam. x:D
😘 My vibe
for me its just hate
@@Akira48422 Trust me the love I have for my studies, is just like how we girls love our period. -_-
STOP THESE COMMENTS ARE SO GOOD I FEEL LIKE IM READING AN ENEMIES TO LOVERS TYPE BOOK SCREAMINGGGG
My life is an enemies to lovers story 😭😭
'' The hero would sacrifice you to save the world. The villain would sacrifice the entire world to save only you. ''
Why I went for the Damon Salvatore and Klaus Mikaelson energies as a teen lol
And my man now the same 👏
Cringe
🤤
Only to fuck you up after
From which book ?
you know the playlist's gonna be great when it starts with Chris Grey music
chris grey is the epitome of villain songs
FRR
"You love him because he's the hero, right? Well let me tell you a thing about hero's, princess. A hero would sacrifice you for the world, I have no such compunction, I would burn~ this would for you"
BOOK!?????????
Just call me sick. Heros do not impress me. Never have . Never will.
Woooww🙊🙈🙉
And I guess you know how that would affect me? Yes. You would.
so, if I accept you, I accept like this world to be burn, that makes me like you.
0:01 always been you-chris grey
2:09 renegade-arian shah
5:47 let the world burn-chris grey
8:30 swim-chase atlantic
12:16 die for you-the weeknd and ariana grande
16:06 skintight-ethan low and jimmy brown
im glad there a ppl like u who do this
@@Neo-boo ikr
“Hero and villain entirely depends on who’s telling the story.”
-Yours truly 🖤
💗
No offense but I heard something exactly like this in the 1st episode of this show called THE LEGACIES by CW.
Who said that? Or book please???
so true
Everyone's hero is someone else's villain.
The role of the villain is only determined by who's telling the story
Chris Grey's whole career is a dark romance novel
😂😂😂
In case you like timestamps (like me):
00:00 Always been you - Chris Grey, Josh Makazo
02:10 Renegade - Aaryan Shah
05:47 Let the world burn - Chris Grey
08:29 Swim - Chase Atlantic
12:15 Die for you - The Weeknd, Ariana Grande
16:06 Skintight - Ethan Low, Jimmy Brown
Thank you, I'll try it on the next one🫶🏻
@@Momorisaofficial Oh dw, we can participate this way 😁
Ty this helped me
VILLAIN: "I would let the world burn, let the world burn for you. This is how it always had to end, if I can't have you then no one can." 😩💘
"I hate you"
The words echoed in the hallway, where the two stood, their bodies touching each other. She glared at him with such intensity that it made him go crazy. Crazy over her. Her presence around him made him go insane, letting himself move away from the ground, from the reality of life.
He pulled her by the waist, her lips grazing his. He felt shivers run down his spine as he felt her skin below his fingertips.
"No you don't, princess."
💗
This comment made me scream
@@kaeri_flowersOMG ME TOOO
Same
im screaming rn
"You think that lowsy hero cares about you my darling?, oh please don't make me laugh, he's just someone with a title to hold and would rather risk you dying then being able to be by your side, but not with me princess I might be a villain but at least my words are true, that this world can blow up and I couldn't give a damn long as your still living this world can burn a thousand times and it wouldn't change my love for you...I'm not trying to play hero, I'm just trying to handle your heart with care."
such a talented girl👏🏻
@@heavenlywade I do not think any cares for another at all
❤🔥
OMG SLAY
Impressive as hell.
this playlist gives twisted games vibes like try to read it while your listening to it it's just wow
Well, now I'm interested!
😈👍
i totally though twisted love cause alex says hed burn the world down for her
“I'd rather be the villain with her by my side than the hero who risked losing her because of a misguided sense of morality."
- Alex Volkov”
Reading “The shadows between us “ while listening to this 😩😩😩😩😩🛐🛐🛐
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
I’m INLOVE with THIS playlist 😭😭🙏🏻🙏🏻!!!!! I wish a villain who would protect me, obsessed with me and willing to do everything for me exists 🤧😖😫
heh looks like you found him 😎
@@dextermorgan2769 bro thinks he cool like that
The rain battered against the castle windows as the storm outside mirrored the tension within. Morgana’s chamber was dimly lit, the flickering glow of a single candle casting long shadows on the walls. Inside, the air was thick with resentment and unsaid words.
Morgana stood near the window, her arms crossed, her face a portrait of anger and pain. Sage stood opposite her, near the doorway, his posture stiff but his gaze unwavering.
“You are insufferable, Sage!” Morgana’s voice cracked through the silence like a whip. “Do you think your silence absolves you? That it makes you noble? Say something for once in your life!”
Sage's jaw tightened, but he said nothing.
“You ruined me,” Morgana continued, her voice rising. “You took everything I had! My people, my freedom-my life. You think I don’t know why you married me? To keep me caged like some wild animal, to bend me to your will!”
Sage flinched at her words, but his expression remained stoic. He took a step forward, his hands loosely at his sides, but Morgana raised a hand to stop him.
“Don’t come closer,” she hissed. “I hate you. Do you hear me? I hate you.”
Sage’s voice was quiet, almost a whisper. “I hear you.”
“Then leave!” Morgana screamed, her voice breaking. “Leave me alone!”
“I can’t,” Sage said, his voice steady but pained. “And you know why.”
Morgana laughed bitterly, turning her back to him. “Don’t. Don’t you dare say it.”
“I love you,” Sage said, his voice firm despite the storm raging between them.
Morgana spun around, her eyes blazing with fury. “Love? Don’t make me laugh, Sage. You don’t know the meaning of the word. If you did, you wouldn’t have destroyed my life. You wouldn’t stand there, pretending to be some noble martyr while I suffer for your sins.”
Sage took another step forward, and this time, Morgana didn’t stop him. “I never wanted this for you,” he said, his voice heavy with regret. “I never wanted to hurt you.”
“But you did!” Morgana shouted. “And now you stand there, acting like you’re the victim. You’re pathetic, Sage. Truly pathetic.”
-
The royal maid stood frozen in the corridor, the tray of wine trembling in her hands. She had heard arguments before-Morgana’s sharp tongue and Sage’s quiet endurance were nothing new-but tonight was different. The rawness of their voices, the pain that bled through the closed door, made her chest tighten.
She leaned closer, her ear to the door, trying to make sense of it. Inside, she could hear Morgana’s voice, shrill and full of venom, followed by Sage’s soft, measured replies.
“Why?” the maid whispered to herself. “Why does he let her speak to him like that?”
The man inside that room was a king-a king feared and revered across the lands. He had toppled empires, crushed armies, and commanded absolute loyalty. And yet, here he was, enduring the scorn of a woman who seemed to loathe him with every fiber of her being.
The maid’s hands tightened on the tray as she listened. There was no anger in Sage’s voice, no demand for respect or obedience. Instead, there was something else-something she couldn’t quite name. Was it guilt? Love? Or something even deeper?
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Morgana’s chest heaved with anger, her eyes blazing with unshed tears. “Do you know what hurts the most, Sage?” she asked, her voice trembling. “It’s not what you’ve done to me. It’s that I can’t stop hating you, even though I know I should. Even though I-” She stopped herself, turning away.
Sage stepped closer, his voice low and raw. “Even though you what?”
“Don’t,” Morgana said, her voice breaking. “Don’t you dare twist my words.”
Sage reached out, his hand hovering near her shoulder before pulling back. “I’m not trying to twist anything, Morgana. I just... I just want you to know that no matter what you feel-hate, anger, whatever-it’s okay. I’ll take it. All of it.”
Morgana let out a shaky breath, refusing to turn around. “You’re a fool,” she whispered. “A fool for thinking this will ever work.”
“And you’re a fool,” Sage replied softly, “for thinking I’d ever give up.”
Morgana storms out, her emotions too raw to stay. Sage remains behind, his shoulders slumping as the weight of their fractured relationship bears down on him. From outside, the maid watches as Morgana passes by, her expression unreadable but her eyes glistening. The maid’s heart aches, even as she struggles to understand their dynamic.
“Maybe he is a fool,” the maid thinks. “But what kind of fool loves like that?”
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Let me know if you want me to write more of it😊
Edit:I was not expecting anyone to like my writing so thanks.Here is the ending of the scene
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~~the rain was relentless, cold and biting, but Sage barely felt it. He stood motionless in the middle of the courtyard, his boots sinking slightly into the muddy earth. The world around him was a haze of graystorm clouds overhead, water pooling at his feet, and the occasional flash of lightning illuminating the castle walls.He has been here since that venomous argument with Morgana.
He didn’t care about the rain, the cold, or the storm. The weight in his chest made everything else feel insignificant.
Sage tilted his head back, letting the downpour cascade over his face. For a moment, he closed his eyes, hoping-foolishly-that the rain might wash away the exhaustion, the regret, the suffocating ache that had settled inside him since the day Morgana had entered his life. No. Since far before that. Since Procris,his sister,the former queen.She was overthrown due to sage's betrayal, but when Procris ordered to execute morgana to get rid of potential threats after bellorophen, Morgana's kingdom lost the war,how could he not?. Since Efizenia,his younger sister,who suffered the punishment with Procris too. Since his father had taught him what it meant to be unworthy.Sage would let the world burn for her,he did not care about anything when it came to her,not himself,not his family, not his kingdom. Maybe that's why he was never the hero.He was a villain of the story or the way his father described him,❝Disappointment ❞
He exhaled sharply, the sound almost drowned out by a crack of thunder. His throat burned with unspoken words, questions that had no answers, apologies that would never reach the ears of the people who deserved them most.
The faint flicker of candlelight drew his gaze to the highest window of the castle. Morgana’s window.
Sage stared at it, his jaw tightening. Was she awake? Was she pacing her chambers, scheming her next move? Or perhaps she was resting, her breathing steady, her face untroubled by the torment she had inflicted on him.
But even as the bitterness rose in his chest, it dissipated just as quickly. He couldn’t hold on to it, not when he knew the truth. The same truth that made his legs weak and his heart heavy. Morgana wasn’t unfeeling, wasn’t the cruel woman she tried so hard to be. She was broken. And she was breaking him, piece by piece.
He took a step forward, then stopped himself. What would he even say if he stood before her now? That he forgave her? That he didn’t blame her for the chaos and pain that had become his existence? That he loved her, despite everything?
The words felt too big, too heavy to voice. And maybe she wouldn’t want to hear them anyway.
The rain blurred his vision as he turned his face toward the ground, his shoulders slumping. A small, self-deprecating laugh escaped his lips. How pitiful I must look-soaked to the bone, pining after a woman who will never let me close.
But he couldn’t leave. Not yet. The storm outside felt less violent than the one inside him. Here, in the rain, he could pretend the world had paused.
Sage whispered something, his voice barely audible even to himself. Maybe it was her name. Maybe it was a prayer. He wasn’t sure.
Another crack of thunder echoed in the distance, and Sage finally turned, walking slowly toward the castle. Water dripped from his hair, his cloak heavy with the storm. He didn’t look back at the window. He couldn’t.
If Morgana saw him, he would be grateful she didn’t call him a fool. If she didn’t see him, he would be grateful she didn’t witness his weakness. Either way, Sage was alone.
Alone with his regrets, his love, and the rain.
-
More plzzz more plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz
Moreeeee
@ do you have name ideas?
I LOVE THIS
@@missswiss6498 Thank you, it means a lot💝
I wrote a flash fiction based on "let the world burn" by chris grey !
"A knight in flaming armor. Why is the knight in flaming armor, you might ask? Because he fell in love. He shouldn’t have fallen in love. Knights are not allowed to fall in love, for otherwise, the world might burn with the powers they possess. You see, these knights aren’t ordinary. They have special abilities to protect the kingdom-think of it as the Jedi. They weren’t permitted to fall in love or get married, because, well… most of you know how that ended.
Yet this knight found himself irresistibly drawn to a maid in the castle. Every night, he would leave his post to enjoy dinner with her in the maids' room. Youthful and beautiful, she was enchanting in ways that felt almost otherworldly. He swore she should be queen, for her wisdom surpassed her years. Any man who set eyes on her would want to be with her, but for him, it was forbidden. Emotions couldn’t interfere with their duty to protect the kingdom from the dragons that threatened it.
But the truth was, he hadn’t fallen first. She had. Or was it just a clever ploy to control the dragons? Perhaps her beauty was a weapon, a way to entangle him. Maybe she was made for this, a puppet in a game of fate. Or perhaps she truly loved him. No one knew. No one heard her side of the story, for she was condemned to be hanged, accused of dooming the entire population. The world was on fire, and it was all because of two people in love.
As the day of her execution approached, the flames of his heart mirrored the chaos that unfolded outside the castle walls. The knights, bound by duty, prepared for war against the dragons, but he was torn. He could either save her or fulfill his responsibilities to the kingdom.
In the depths of the night, he made his decision. He rode to her, his armor glowing like a beacon. The villagers watched, fearful and angry, believing he would stand by the law. But instead, he went for her.
The crowd gasped. She stood, shackled and pale, her eyes wide with disbelief. Was it love, or merely a moment of rebellion?
At that moment, the world around them turned. The skies darkened, and the dragons, sensing the turmoil, began to stir. He felt the power overflowing within him, knowing their emotions had consequences. The knight and the maid had broken the rules, and now the kingdom faced the wrath of the beasts.
“*I’d let the world burn for you!*” he declared, with a mix of defiance and sorrow.
Perhaps in another life, their love would have prospered without consequence. But in this one, it had sparked a tragedy, a wildfire that threatened everything. He held her gaze, and in that shared moment, they understood-that love was as much a weapon as any sword.
The knight and the maid made their choice. Together, they would face the hell they had unleashed."
This deserves more likes
If you’re reading this, may your day be filled with peace and joy. Remember, even in tough times, your kindness and strength shine brightly. You are deeply valued and cherished-never forget that.
This literally feels like I am listening to Spotify like I normally do CUZ THE EXACT SAME SONGS PLAY, that's literally my genre
Well, I don't upload these playlists on spotify , must be someone else's..
@@Momorisaofficial Nah in my opinion you should with some more songs like these
AARON WARNER IN THE SONG RENEGADE AND ALEX VOLKOV IN THE SONG SWIM JUST MADE THE PLAYLIST A LOT BETTER I LOVE THEM
Y'all should become a writer 😭🙏 I'm loving this comments
This year’s playlists had to have Chris Grey in them like every one of them that I listen too😅😂😂 😂
And tbh man had cooked 🥵❤️😮💨🔥🔥🔥
Well, he slayed ❤️🔥
you know its gonna be good when Chris Grey is first 😫
“Let me guess, just because be’s the hero you love him? Well let me tell you something about ‘heros’ princess, A hero would sacrifice you for the world…meanwhile us ‘villains’ would sacrifice the world for you and only you.”
Heros do not impress me. Unless they my hero.
“There’s an Irish blessing you always use to say before getting drunk as fuck.” I take a deep breath. “I promise, if I steal, it will be to steal her heart. If I cheat, it’s to cheat death so I can stay with her longer. If I fight, it will be to protect her.” Then I add my own twist, “If she cries, it will be tears of happiness. If she’s in pain, it will be because she’s giving birth to our children.”
-Owned by a Sinner
This whole playlist has Twisted series vibesss!!!!!
have you read it and dont u think the second pic gives aarons vibe
@@FajrMohsneen The second pic does give Aaron vibes but I was talking about the whole playlist. And yes I have read the Twisted series.
@@Swiftieandbookdragon so do u read books
@@FajrMohsneen Yeah I do.
Everyone has a sad love story and a romantic one. We've all cried and laughed brightly at least once, but I always wish you a beautiful love! ❤✨
i loved the villains so much as a tween but maturity is realising it takes a whole lot more to do good than to do evil
He freaking texts me even in the ICU... and only wants to talk with me. He has fever of 110 degrees and is admitted in the hospital.... Please if anyone sees this comment... PLEASE pray for him to get better. 🙏🏻🙏🏻
Edit:- tyy for the prayers
How is he ?
mom is this wattpad? or kdrama???!!?!! jkjjhkbhkjjshgh
@@Moon_light9990 Thank god. He's recovered now. He's back home now. I'm really grateful to god. ❤
Guyss thank u for the prayers
I stand face to face with him, Zilan, my worset enemy but in a battle to stay alive and a target to kill, i simply bow, taking his hand in mine and we begin to dance to the romantic music like everyone else in the room. As we i dance i feel the tension, In which Xlain, my best friend, glares at Zilan in but i had no choice but to ignore it. We dance in the room, losing ourselves in the music like we did long before...long before this chaos started...
"I hate you!!" Were the words I used to say as a joke but were now the ones I used with pure spit for him. The ones I used to hurt him. I don't regret it. I can't regret it. It was my fault. I made this whole damn apocalypse over one mix up in the lab that made that wretched virus that they started to sell...it's all my fault...I heard a faint voice whisper to me, "wake up!" It was saying the same thing over and over again until my eyes opened. My world was switched off as I looked at this stranger, it was my older sister. She said, "you fell asleep with your vr on stupid!" It was all a dream...or was it?
I need this in Spotify 😫💞
YES PLZ
Sorry to say this, but my spotify's crashed🤖
He has a heart of ice but for her he'd burn the world
Villain might sounds scary to other people, but i want a villain to love and protect me against the world. ❤
Always been youuuuuuu🍷
🥂
he was her sin but she was his salvation he had a whole dark universe in his head but she was his weakness he was heartless yet he could make the whole universe burn with the way his heart beats when he lays his eyes on her
This is one of the best playlists I've listened to in a while.❤❤❤
Please make more
Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it. stay tuned for upcoming playlists 😉🙊❤️🔥
"I WOULD GIVE MY LIFE FOR YOU, EVEN IF I HAVE TO FACE ALL THAT"
Нарвался еще раз.......что сказать!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!BOMBAPUSHKA.....молоддддддддчинка
My hands trembled, a sense of apprehension gripping and tearing at my heart. I was convinced the man who stood in front of me now could hear it; it beat so harshly. The man turned towards me, his sharp jawline smooth in the dimly lit basement.
A small chuckle rumbled in his throat as he spoke. "Darling, darling. Why are you scared? Why must I be so terrifying to such a.. beauty, like you?" He growled deeply, and took a couple huge strides towards me until he towered over me.
The knife holstered to his belt glinted as it caught the singular light. His hand grazed my cheek, and I clenched my handcuffed fists. "Get.. away from me!" I utter. The chains that bound me to the chair clanked about as I struggled. His hand guided my chin upwards, forcing me to look him in the eyes.
"Confess, my darling. The hero cannot bring himself to do what I would do for you. He is nothing but a weak coward who hopes his words are enough. As for me, darling? I'd do whatever it takes to keep you safe." He took the knife concealed in its holster and held it up to my neck, its cold blade against my skin making me shiver intensely. I glared at him, receiving a smug smirk in return.
"You goddamn.." I utter.
Im actually gonna cry, literally broke up with him days ago and he used to play a lot of these songs for me in the car
girl forget about him your way too good for him anyways (if he treated you bad or smth)
Im sorry to hear this girly but forget him cause hes not the one for you..and you'll find more happiness💗
❤ Remember girl there are still fictional characters (if you don’t stand guys rn) ❤
Oh and you go girl, even if it hurts just know that you are beautiful and need someone better than him. You need to know you can be happy without him , and you can be loved without him in the picture. ❤❤❤❤❤
Claim!!!! If he likes or obsessd with me i'll come back and comment again
I'll wait here, but even if he is not, he's simply unworthy darling
@@Momorisaofficialhey darlings ;)
"Well, even though the hero will be the prince, but you will always be my woman. Be mine alone."
Me listen this playlist while am reading ( maddest obsession) HELL YEAH I NEED IT
"I might be the villian or the hero in ur eyes doesn't matter when u know everyone of us has the 2 characters! So
He whispered in her ears "Don't be scary from the one i show but be from the one i murdered in me "don't tease me darling
it might get dangerous !
"He's a good person, good for the world... but who's been the best to you sweetheart?"
I like this kind of music with music and rhythm the most 👍🏻 It's amazing! !
If we are realistic we will get in count that a hero would protect you and yeah, would sacrifice you in order to save the world however the villian is worse since he would sacrifice you to save himself.
Currently writing a dark romance Stalker x Victim, age gap book and…👀 I am intreeaged (forgot how to spell it sorry) yet traumatized with my own writing but hey! Who cares it’s good btw 💗 AND LOVE THIS PLAYLIST
I would lokey abandon my phone (my most beloved possession) for him 😂❤
Chase Atlantic 🗣🔛🔝🔥
other people: he's just a fictional character. Me belike: atleast he made us happy even tho they're
not real
"look what you made me become.."
Yuerin murmured, watching the city from on top of the highest tower as her minion fought the heroes. A person was lying on the ground behind her. Tied in tight rope with their mouth taped as they struggled.
The woman let out a low chuckle, sending a shiver down the captive. "Where.. is this hero you've spoke of, hm? Looks like they're not coming." She mocked before glancing over the captured person with a small smirk playing on her lips. "How foolish of you to let them sacrificed you like this. For the sake of the world while abandoning you - their loved one."
The villainess couldn't help but to chuckle again and took a menacing step forward. The captive flinched, eyes widening in fear as their heart raced. The sound of footsteps approaching fell deaf in their ears as their heart pound loudly in their ears. Their breathing ragged, scared for their live. "Don't struggle too much, darling." She warned, stopping in front of the captive before crouching down. The captured person slowly met her eyes. That's when they noticed that there's something - something they couldn't quite place. Affection? Love? Obsession? Whatever it was, it made them confused as they intentionally gaze into her eyes.
Yuerin raised an eyebrow. A smirk of amusement curled on her lips as her hand slowly moved to remove the tape from their mouth. They gasped, trying to catch their breath as the menace moved behind them to untie the rope. Once they're freed, they slowly got up into a sitting position. Though they struggled as their body trembled. "Fascinating..." She mumbled before hooking a finger under their chin, making they look up at her. "Ugh.. pl-please let me go.." they plead, their breathing ragged as they began to tear up. "Oh, sweetie..." She whispered, voice sweet as a velvet that sent shivers down their spine. Her thumb gently moved to wipe away the tears. "You can sit here.. and watch as this shitty city, full of selfish and self-centered person turned to ashes. Along with the heroes..." She whispered again, a cruel grin playing on her face as a massive explosion occured. Their eyes widened, but before they could say anything, Yuerin shut them with a kiss.
Welp. I had fun writing this. Please ignore any grammatical mistakes. 😔🙏
@yxen_s3u Don't worry, it's good as hell! 🤌🏻
@@yxen_s3u dude I thought it was a snippet from a book, this is great!
(This is kinda late but..)
I stare at them.. obsessively and lovingly after killing off the hero and burning his body right in front of their eyes. I smile and step closer them. They back up until they got cornered by the wall.
They look at me with eyes of fear.. I leaned in closer to their face, staring directly into their eyes, into their soul. I continue to keep my smile as I said, "I'd kill for you, my dear..." I gently take their hand and kiss the back of it lovingly.
Then I step back saying, "I'd let the world burn for you.. my love.." I reached out for their face and gently caress their cheek, then continued saying, "This is something.. the hero could never do.. He never cared for you, I did.."
The night was calm, the city lights flickering below like distant stars; Aria Vale, also known as Songbird, stood on the rooftop, her sparrow-colored wings wrapped protectively around her. The other heroes called her weak, but she knew her power. Her voice could heal, and her songs could save lives. But in their world, that wasn’t enough. She heard footsteps and turned quickly, instinctively pulling her wings tighter around her body. It was him, Knox.
He stopped a few feet away, awkwardly holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands. His intense gaze flickered between her and the ground as if unsure where to settle. The infamous villain, the city’s nightmare, was standing before her, looking almost shy, “I…uh,” Knox began, his voice low, filled with an unfamiliar hesitance. “I brought these. For you.” He held out the flowers, his usual confidence faltering. “Wanted to thank you...for saving my life.”
Aria’s wings shifted, half hiding her face as she glanced at the flowers, “You didn’t have to do that.” Knox stepped closer, his movements slow, deliberate, “And you didn’t have to save me either, but you did, ” His eyes softened, and he seemed to struggle for words, “No one’s ever done that for me before.” Her heart pounded in her chest, the vulnerability in his voice throwing her off guard. She squeezed her wings, the feathers soft against her palms, trying to find comfort in the familiar gesture. Knox watched her, his expression conflicted.
His hand lifted, moving toward her wings, but he paused before touching them. His brow furrowed, and he dropped his hand, fingers curling into his palm, “I…I won’t touch them without your permission,” he said quietly, his voice almost trembling with restraint, “I just…I wanted to see your face.” Aria swallowed, her breath catching in her throat. She hesitantly let her wings part, lowering them just enough to meet his gaze. His eyes locked onto hers, and she felt the intensity of his stare, so much like the villain he was known to be, but underneath it all, something more profound...something real.
“Thank you,” Knox whispered, the words heavy with meaning, his voice barely audible. His gaze lingered on her face, then the flowers. “I... didn’t know what else to give you.” Aria couldn’t help but soften despite everything. Despite who he was. She reached out, gently taking the flowers from him, “These are perfect.” Knox exhaled like he had been holding his breath the entire time, and for a moment, neither moved. Two people from opposite sides were caught in a fragile moment as if the wrong word could shatter it.
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Soft Love
Oh My Gosh
This was amazing!!! Please continue the story?
Continue plz goosebumps I love it ❤❤❤❤
I LOVE IT (my name is Aria so this is nice lmao)
i love this. reminds me of the chinese drama: Love between fairy and devil AHHHHH you all must check it out the villain really did blow up the heaven society for his girl KYAAAAAA
Idk which villain we are speaking of this time.
Anyone you like, darling
" i loved u, but in this kind of relationship. Im just a friend of yours. She said i have it all , it takes to be yours." ...."But he does not want to accept it like that;she said, my friend who knows us well" .......
-yours truly
my kind of situation right now , its hard to let go because i like him for almost 1.5 yrs now ......and he tried to like me a bit said from he's best bro ....weeks before schools start few months ago... which when he like me ... and guess what!! that happen a month after my 18th birthday ... which march... and now he's saying to my other friend(which his best bro) that how can his future gf ... like him for a yr .... and he appriciate that happen to his best bro ... while me his just.... ugh..
Sorry for the rough english .... english is my second languege sooo jeheh
Don't mind about english , we all get what we should 🫠
i need my era enemy to lovers 🫦
"If i can't have you, no one can" ahh🙅♀🙅♀😗
Footsteps echoed down the corridor, a latch being heard sliding undone as light slowly cracked into the room. Ryu looked up, her eyes squinted as she tried to adjust. “Who’s..there..” she speaks weakly, the chains holding her wrists rattling as she moves a bit. The footsteps continue into the dark cell, a shadowy figure infront of her. “You look fallen, hm princess?” The voice was low and tired. quite noticeably a males from how it sounded. The man crouched down, peering at the lady infront of him. “Maybe captured, hm? I wonder how a..” he looks at her figure, she had white hair that went to her back and two sets of beautiful white wings. “How a seraphim, got in a situation like this..” he reaches a hand to the chains, his demon tail twitching behind him. “Humans, vile, selfish creatures. Aren’t they?” He hums, Ryu speaking back up “why are.. you here… how are you-“ he cuts her off, standing back up “that is none of your concern, the main concern is..” he tilts her chin up with his pointer finger “do you want to be free?” He smirks, awaiting an answer. Ryu grunts, pulling her head away. “Ofcourse I do- but..” she grunts in pain once more “how is a mortal like you supposed to help..” she looks down, having obviously given up. “Mortal?” The man snorts, creating a small flame in his hand so the girl could see him clearly, “this, this is mortal?” He had black and blond shaggy hair, black horns in his head and a black slim demon tail. His eyes grey like a storm cloud, with a white spot on his left eye. The girl went silent, her eyes wide. Not in a liking to his features, she was in to much pain to even think about liking anyone. Is was fear. “Y-you’re a-“ the man cuts her off once more “a demon? Smart, darling.” He crouches back down “but that’s not the main concern right now, I’ll ask again. Do you want to be free.” Ryu pauses, nodding “y-yes but how-“ he cuts her off again. This guy really didn’t like to wait huh? “It’s simple, I take something from you, I give you something. However, the price is not easy.” He smirks “your wings, lose a set and never go back to heaven, to be free.” Ryu was shocked, was he serious? She gets snapped out of it by the chains digging into her wrists “a-Ah! F-fine! Just do it!” She practically wails, not caring anymore. The man chuckles “good choice..” he goes behind her and crouches down, taking a blade out of his pocket. Ryu couldn’t see how he was going to do this, she also did not know how bad it would hurt. “Now just, stay still..” he cuts the bottom set of wings, the left one first. Ryu screams, pain shooting through her body before the man clamps his hand over her mouth. “Shut up.” He says firmly, finishing cutting off the left one as it falls to the ground. He starts at the right one, going through the same process till it also falls to the ground with a thud. “Ok, now..” he creates a flame in his hand “have to seal the wound, don’t we?” He presses his palm against the left wound without warning, the fire sealing the wound before he does the same to the right and stands back up. “See, that wasn’t that bad..” he takes his hand away from her mouth like nothing happened, meanwhile Ryu crying in pain. “Oh right,” he goes over to the chains, melting them “your freedom.”
Might finish might not 😋 stay tuned 😋😋
Ok, waiting ❤️🔥
finish
@@childrenexperimentclub1735 maybe
Pls finish 😭
Plz do it hurt so bad continue
So this is so SYLUS CODED
I know darling I know
Mmhmm
i would prefer psychopath than a normal lover 😉
❤❤I think I know my favorite playlist. ❤❤❤
Find one place where I chose a hero. They are not impressive in my world. I never saw one to my rescue. Never.
'' Who are you running to, little kitten?, you know that your little knight in shining armor can NEVER protect you like i can'' ;)
It’s giving powerless
ОЧЕНЬ ХОРОШИЙ ФКУС....В МУЗ,ПЕСН............Большое УВАЖЕНЬЕ......ПРОСТО. К Р А С А В А (ТАК ДЕРЖАТЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬЬ.......
Thank you for leaving this comment , just made my day💖
It's cool bro
I LOVE YOUR VIDEOS 🙃😊
so i was reading the annihilator by runyx nd chris grey's let the world burn came up RIGGGHTTTT when um page 77 when he like yueeuuhhrrr
"God love if you think your time should be wasted on a man with that ego. You're pathetic yourself, and we both know you're anything but that. A man who cares for a life of glory over a life of dedication to you isnt worthy of your time he'd let you burn if only he knew we have been talking while I'd set everyone ablaze no matter the cause as long as it brings you here for all but a minute more and you your special like that you risking a life to listen to me while you say your in love with him. I'm sorry but you're my beloved, my love never could I touch you without care your all I know or ever could know. I could paint this whole world red just for you. I can't say anyone else would do that. " Then she spoke quietly almost to a whisper, "If it ever came down to it, I'd sacrifice myself to you every limb of my body at your disposal".
Today was supposed to be different. This wasn't supposed to happen. I'm in love with the Hero, so why did I always come back for more when it came back to.. Him. The villain of this story.
"It's storming out." Azrael says, grabbing my wrist and pulling me back into his chest. "Stay with me darling. He doesn't need you." I try leaving his grasp, but he quickly grabs my waist and pins me against the wall behind him. "..I would sacrifice the world for you. Altair could never possibly love you like I do." His dark emerald green eyes sharpen, remaining locked with mine as he pulls my body closer.. This is supposed to be wrong, so why does this feel so right? "We can't.. You're a Villain." I manage to mutter out, my long black hair falling over my face hiding just how red my cheeks are. "You know this feels right. He's just a mere person in a costume. He may hide who he is, but I won't. Not with you." Azrael rips his mask off, throwing it off to the side. "..And I love you, Diana." He says before pulling me into a kiss, which I know pulling away would break me.
Keep your hands right there
I popped two more, she's in my mind somewhere
Won't let my mind go there
I took too much, don't let me drive nowhere, oh
Keep your eyes on mine
And if you want, I'll tell you lies
Tell you I'm yours for life
And tell your friend she's next in line
Oh, should've listened to them
Oh, don't you know what I am?
Oh, didn't you listen to them?
Oh, don't you know what I am? (Oh)
Keep the drugs real close
One more line before I overdose, oh
And no one ever knows
She's on my mind when I'm on yours, oh
I'm not here for games
I told you what it is, you chose to stay, oh
Baby, you chose the pain
'Cause you don't know me, you just know my name, oh
Oh, should've listened to them
Oh, don't you know what I am?
Oh, didn't you listen to them?
Oh, don't you know what I am? (Oh)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Love the concept, may i write a pooov
I'm glad you liked the concept. Can't wait to see your pov!
Blud already has 42 million subs in 3 days 🫡
The villain is feared by everyone, he holds a ball every month just to exude his power. whispers on the street say he enjoys peoples fear, he feeds of their distress. He loves seeing the horror in the people's eyes while he sits on the throne. The throne he slaughters many to get and too keep his title as the Emperor.
Your father had asked you to visit him in the City, you normally stay with your mom in the nations side. Your mom has a business there. You also came to visit your older brothers. You are wearing a gown, one you draw as a child. Your oldest brother has a factory- clothing factory and surprised you with it earlier. It is a vivid purple gown with emerald green flower pattern sowed into it. You love it not only because it has your two favorite colours but because your oldest brother turned your dream gown into a reality.
Your brothers are currently talking to a group of girls. You stand on the side, watching as people dance. You feel a presence behind you but you do not say anything.
"I've never seen you around before," a intense and deep voice speaks behind you.
"I am visiting for a while," you answer the voice.
"How long?" the voice questions, not even a second after you respond.
"a while," you respond, with a juvenile tone laced in your voice. You haven't decide yet when you are leaving.
"A beautiful woman like you should not be kept away from the light," their hand goes around your waist. In any normal circumstances you would remove their hand away from your body but this time is different, it is comforting.
"Shall we dance," they move you to the dance floor. People stop dancing, chatting, laughing and it even looks like breathing. People have a dreadful look in their eyes. The man swings you around. You face him, face to face, eyes piercing into each other. He tries to read your expression but you are taking in his handsome features.
You get to the dance floor and start dancing.
"Are you visiting you husband or fiancé?" he questions, he hopes you don't see his attempt at figuring out if you are single or not.
"No, just my brothers and father," you answer. He twirls you around, hoping you do not see the little breathe of relief from knowing you are single.
"When was the last time you loved someone?" you question, feeling bold. If he can asks questions, so can i. You think to yourself as your bodies move to the rhythm. You can feel peoples eyes on you.
"I have lost of women come and go between my sheets," he answers, taking in your beauty.
"I didn't ask about that, I asked about the last time you loved someone," you repeat the question. He looks a little puzzled before shaking his head and pulling you closer towards him.
"I don't do love," he says, in a low dangerous tone.
"You should be scared," he whispers in your ear as he moves you around, taking control of the dance.
"Why?" you question, as he moves you closer to his body.
"Do you know who i am?" he questions.
"An egotistical person who thinks highly of themselves," you smile. A small yet noticeable part of his lip pulls up but soon is gone just as fast as it came.
"Think again, someone more dangerous," he turns your body, keeping a steady hand on your waist.
You stand their stunted, trying to think who he could be. By the time you realize he is the villain, the song has ended and he leaves without looking back. You stand there unable to move or walk away. He might be bad but when you were dancing with him, he was gentle... he didn't make you uncomfortable when he touch you. Your brothers shoot you a stare and you know you might stay longer to get to know the handsome dancer you met today even if he seems dangerous. Something in you knows he isn't all bad.
Hey so someone named JADEDBABETV stole this video! Just letting you know, they are claiming they found it on Spotify but its the same down to the length and even the title.
13:24
HEY I SAW IT TOO, except the last one or two songs i guess
@@callmerimiicute copypaste 😂😂
Thank you for letting me know! I'll search for it
THIS IS JUST ME EVERY TRACK IS EXPRESSING MY STORY
Not me listening while reading twisted love ❤
Why does everyone keep saying twisted love?!😅 what's it about?
@@Momorisaofficial it's a book in which the plot is that the girls brother's bestfriend likes her but it's kind of suspicious. You can give it a try.
@_nishu_x-a9982 Oh, I guess I should
Title: Heart of Shadows
In the world of Nexus Corp, danger and intrigue were part of daily life. You had always been focused on your missions, your loyalty to the agency unwavering. But there was one constant thorn in your side-a brilliant yet twisted criminal mastermind who had always managed to stay one step ahead of you.
This mastermind had always been an enigma. His intelligence and cunning were matched only by his ruthlessness. You had clashed with him more times than you could count, each encounter leaving you more determined to bring him down. But what you didn't realize was that beneath his cold exterior was a man haunted by his own demons-and an inexplicable attraction to you.
During a particularly dangerous mission, you found yourself captured by his men. Stripped of your weapons and your pride, you were brought before him. Instead of the gloating you expected, his gaze was filled with something far more complex.
"We keep meeting like this," he said, his voice a smooth, dark whisper. "It's almost as if fate wants us together."
Your heart pounded, a mix of fear and anger coursing through your veins. "What do you want from me? Is this another one of your sick games?"
He stepped closer, his eyes never leaving yours. "This isn't a game. I've watched you, admired your strength and determination. You're the only one who can match me, the only one who truly understands me."
Your mind raced, trying to process his words. You had always seen him as a villain, an enemy. But his confession stirred something within you, a dangerous curiosity about the man behind the mask.
"You think you can just confess and I'll forget all the lives you've ruined?" you shot back, your voice trembling with emotion. "You’re delusional."
His expression softened, a rare vulnerability surfacing. "I never expected you to forgive me. But you must know, everything I did-everything I am-was for you. I wanted to be worthy of you, even if it meant walking a darker path."
He moved closer, his presence overwhelming. "I'll let the world burn for you," he whispered, his voice filled with dark promise. "The so-called hero you work for is only using you. They don't see your true potential, but I do. With me, you can be more than just a pawn in their game."
You felt a shiver run down your spine, his words both terrifying and intoxicating. "You're wrong," you managed to say, though your conviction wavered. "I know who I am."
He smirked, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous intensity. "Do you? Or have you just been playing the role they assigned you? With me, you can be free. Together, we can reshape this world."
Before you could respond, an explosion rocked the facility. The building shook, and alarms blared. His men scrambled to secure the area, but you saw your chance. In the chaos, you managed to break free from your restraints, determined to escape.
He watched you go, a mix of pride and pain in his eyes. "Go, but remember, you can never truly outrun your own heart."
Back at Nexus Corp, you struggled to come to terms with his confession. You threw yourself into your work, trying to bury the conflicting emotions that plagued you. But no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't shake the memory of his words, the sincerity in his eyes.
Days turned into weeks, and life at Nexus Corp continued. You and he continued your dance of cat and mouse, each encounter more charged with emotion than the last. Your battles were no longer just physical but a clash of wills and hearts.
In the quiet moments, you found yourself wondering if there was any truth to his words. Could someone so consumed by darkness truly harbor love? And if he did, what did that mean for you?
The lines between good and evil blurred, leaving you with more questions than answers. But one thing was certain-your life would never be the same, forever marked by the shadow of a villain who loved you.
Hope yall like it
God, i loveee it🔥🔥
I love this playlist so much!! Thank you!
New fav playlist 🎧✨💥
Best playlist i ever heard.
thee playlist😩🙏
My ex used yo love those songs ,she cheated,but no problem ,cuz...
Subscribed 💟
Thanks dear❤
Its giving, so preppy so demure~ (this is a joke)
loveee it 😍 😍
❤️😻🫶🏻
Who wants a story?! Drop a like and I'll do it in my next comment.
I need some book recs like this pleaseee (no love triangles pleaee and happy ending i dont feel like crying after watching arcade)
Who likes reading comments just like me🥴??
q buena playlist gracias momorisa
Thanks for this playlist ❤
MASTER PIECE
God, thank you❤
I LOVE THIS PLAYLISTTTTT>>>>>>>>>>>
While reading Dark romance💋
Is it wrong that I'm a guy here?
No you can take inspiration lol 😂
i mean i was expecting boys here only , and i was thinking why iam here, its definitely boys playlist
No, just take a hint about how many girls are obsessing over it and make a note that THIS IS WHAT WE WANT. Use this knowledge to your advantage.
Who said that?! You're not alone here, and here’s no rule saying guys can’t listen to this kind of music!
@@writer_creates_123 yess thats what i am saying 👏