I Have To Be Great Villain

Emmanuel High School, one of the prestigious schools in the Philippines, one crime destroyed its reputation because a student named Nate Keehl died inside the classroom, many cops believe that he committed suicide, but one detective alias ‘S’ learned that someone murdered him. He suspected six students for the crime. Six students, six lives, six secrets. Will he find out the culprit’s real identity or it could lead to his death?

Hinahanap ni Via ang hustisya para sa kanyang mga magulang, ngunit sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon ay kanyang matutuklasan na ang kanyang dating kasintahan na minahal niya ng sobra ay konektado sa pamilyang gusto niyang paghigantian at sirain. Makakaya kaya ni Via na ituloy ang kanyang paghihiganti? Ano ang kanyang pipiliin ang hustisya para sa kanyang magulang o ang kapakanan ng taong mahal niya?

No fling! No way! Not now, not ever! Mackenzie Swanson is not having a fling with Wyatt Carlyle! And she has told him so… time and time again. But that's fine with Wyatt. She's not his type anyway. He's a ‘wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am’ kind of guy who believes in true lust, and she's a former virgin who believes in true love. Not a match! Nope! Not suited at all. But after their one seductive night together, Wyatt is strangely hooked. He's prepared to follow this gorgeous virgin anywhere and everywhere. He can't keep his hands off sexy Mackenzie and he can't keep out of her oh-so-tempting bed. So, he's going to prove that what she thinks isn't happening is actually the most passionate fling of his life.

Once branded barren and cast aside, she vanished with her pride in ruins. Years later, she returns—stronger, richer, and with four identical children no one saw coming. Her reappearance shakes the elite world that rejected her, especially the man who once broke her heart. Secrets unravel, old desires reignite, and as the truth about the quadruplets surfaces, one question remains: Will her past destroy her again—or will love give her a second chance?

The impostor took his own life the day I married Cathy Jones. By the second year of our marriage, we had turned against each other completely because of him. She despised me because my return had driven Zac Lowe to his death. And I despised her for longing after the man who had stolen my name for twenty years. For a decade, we hurled the cruelest words and wished death upon each other until the earthquake came. She shielded me under her body and used her back to bear the weight of the collapsing beam to keep me alive. The ceiling fell. Blood and debris blurred together. As her life slipped away, she whispered in my ear, “If I had known he would die, I would have never brought you home. “If there’s another life, your only family should be me.” In the end, I still died in the aftershock. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day she first took me to meet my biological parents. But she suddenly changed her mind. “Harry, I was wrong! You’re not the son the Lowe family lost twenty years ago.”

Everyone in New York knew that Don Lorenzo Capone loved his wife dearly. At the height of our love, he shielded me from a bullet that went straight through his chest. The hospital issued eleven critical condition notices. I cried myself hoarse at the door of the emergency room. "Lorenzo, don't you dare die on me, or I'll instantly find a pretty boy to marry and have children with!" He survived the ordeal, and the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to marry me. After the marriage, he ruled over New York's largest underground empire with an iron fist, but never allowed any woman to get close to him. On our third wedding anniversary, I went to his private dock to give him a surprise. There, I saw him holding a pair of twins, teaching them how to shoot. The man who could kill without batting an eye was looking at the children with eyes full of affection. The children's mother was Elena Tribbiani, the daughter of an arms dealer who was his equal. "Lorenzo, what if Vivian finds out?" Lorenzo dismissed it casually. "A fragile porcelain doll like her is only fit to be displayed in a glass case. Only a she-wolf like you is worthy of bearing my family's cubs." It turned out, what I thought was true love was merely a carefully-woven lie. I did not confront him. Instead, I sent a text message to an FBI special agent. "Agent Smith, I have a list of the arms deal you’re investigating."

Lara Caleign Hermosa is a working student who strives to earn money for her tuition in college. She wants to help her family, especially her mother who was recently diagnosed with Ovarian Cancer. She needs money so badly, so, when her friend Alana offers her a part-time job as a club stripper, she grabs it without any hassle. She met Leon Amoroso, a handsome bachelor who once visited their club for a bachelor party. Leon Amoroso was hooked on Lara's beauty and that night they had a one-night stand. They have no idea that their fate will cross again for some reason. Leon Amoroso will be Lara’s professor. And this time, Lara will oblige for the rest of her semester with Leon. How can they resist their chemistry if they have a connection every day in school?

Adira is the first dhampir born in hundreds of years, a being born of a human woman and a vampire father, or so she had been told since birth. Because of this she was not allowed to leave the mansion grounds, and was kept like a prisoner. Her heritage to both the humans and vampires planted a seed of hatred in the hearts of the rest vampires. She was treated like an outcast, till she decided she had had enough and she was going to run away and live her life far from the drama of the supernatural world. A twist of fate brought Theodore, the seductive young handsome Alpha of the moonlight pack and a mortal enemy to her conclave of vampires, in her dream the night before she would escape the Mansion. It was just a dream, she thought and continued her plans to escape the conclave. Things however quickly took a huge turn after she met Theodore in real life, saving her just at the nick of time from an accident that should have ended her life. Both of them were quickly swept off their feets with feelings that they could not explain, even though they tried as much as possible to fight it. After a long series of events, it was revealed to them that she was his Destined Luna. But how? Adira was a child of the two of the werewolves' biggest enemies, humans and vampires. The pack would never accept her as their Luna, nor would Theodore's already chosen Luna, Shira. Neither will the vampires who will do anything to get Adira back under their roof as a captive, because they knew what she truly was, and it wasn't a dhamper. The tale of the two destined lovers from unlike backgrounds awaits…

Wanting to give my boyfriend, Justin Letterman, a surprise on Valentine's Day, I throw myself at him when he enters the room. I push him against the door and kiss him passionately. It isn't easy to transfer the spiked wine from my mouth into his, but his reaction is cold and indifferent. He says nothing as he pushes me aside to turn on the light. "Don't you want my first time anymore, darling?" I ask bashfully as I grab his hand. His breathing turns heavy in an instant. Smiling, I slip my hand under his shirt, but I'm distracted when I hear the front door creak open. "Babe," Justin coos in a deep and hoarse voice. "Why are you in such a hurry?" my best friend, Natalie Quinn, asks coyly. The wanton noises of kissing and moaning echo into the room. Before I can snap back to my senses, I'm yanked into a closet. Am I the one getting caught, or am I the one doing the catching?

I was with Marco, the New York Mafia heir, for seven years. He never told his family about me. But when I walked in on a wedding rehearsal and saw the groom embracing the bride-to-be. It was Marco! "Her fiancé's held up in Italy. I'm just a stand-in," he told me, but his eyes never left her. "You're the best wedding planner in New York. This wedding has to be flawless." But I saw something in his eyes I'd never seen before. A possessiveness that bordered on resentment. Isabella, the bride, hated every idea I had for her. In the end, Marco told me to give her the wedding I'd spent five years designing for myself. "Our wedding can wait. I'll give you something bigger, I promise. It's just a plan, Sophia. It's what you do. Giving it to a client should be easy, right?" He didn't know. It wasn't just a plan. It was my dying wish. In the end, I gave him what he wanted, quietly preparing to die. Later, he went mad, kidnapping the world’s best doctors—risking a global manhunt—all to save me.