#pov Love triangle? #writing #writer #writingprompts #booktube

[artemis]

…Now hear me out, Villain gets the detective while the hero gets the detectives partner.

[ri.b.]

Villain: Wow.
Hero: Wow.
Henchman and Sidekick at the same time: DAMN.

[Businessweasel]

“Jacob… what are you wearing?”

“What, this? Like it? It’s a 1967 Coco Chanel.”

[KabishaVijayalingam]

The villian in the corner of his eye noticing the hero staring at the detective with the hero's moth gaping open and instinctively he punches the hero in the arm and says 'she's mine you perv!!'

[The_dummy-eibf]

The way i gasp at the end when i realized there was a love triangle the amount of drama and potential that has is crazy

[Callisto_Waffle_official]

This isn't a love triangle. It's a love corner, and the detective is backed into it

[Winny-deip]

Lol the end is so me, like “you gotta tone it down” lolll

[kewmlw]

Hero: Peter, Male.
Villain: Dean, Male.
Detective: Cassa, Female

I stand in the middle of the main room, pacing around the open floor.
“Where is she at?” I groan, rolling my eyes.
“We’re going to be late” I say, sitting down on the couch. Hero looked up from his phone.
“Calm down, you’re so dramatic” He says, looking back down at his phone.
I roll my eyes. I can’t believe I have to work with him, I can barely work Cassa, the detective, without losing it.
But it’s all going to be worth it. In the end, we’ll all get what we want.
I finally hear the clicking of heels as Cassa walks down the stairs.
I look up, and my chest immediately tightens.
She smiles at us, raising one eyebrow.
Her dress is a deep green, it complimented her dark brown hair and eyes perfectly.
I glance over at Hero, and immediately wished I hadn’t.
How could he look at her with such eyes?
How could he even be allowed to breathe the same air as her?
I glare at him, with such hatred I can feel it radiating off of me.
Why? Why do I even care if there is something between them?
I shouldn’t. At all.
Before a week ago I would’ve jumped at any opportunity I got to kill Cassa. But right now, with her standing in front of me, I would jump at any opportunity to save her, even if it meant I’m the one that has to take a bullet.
“Well?” Cassa asks, staring at us.
Hero stands up and walks over to her. Confidence drips from every step. But if there’s one thing I know, it’s that confidence is easily faked.
I imagine his breathing starts getting faster and faster as he nears her. His hands start getting sweaty, and his knees unstable beneath him.
“Beautiful, darling” He whispers as he bows, kissing her hand.
She blushes slightly at his very bold movement.
“Let’s go” I stand up harshly, my mood is now permanently ruined.
Cassa scans over my face, concerning filling her quickly.
“Peter, We’ll meet you in the car” She tells the hero.
He passes an annoyed glance at me before walking out the door.
“What was that about Dean?” She asks, her face getting closer to anger than I would’ve liked.
“Nothing, let’s go” I say, walking to the door.
“Stop” She grabs my arm, and turns me to look at her.
My heart almost stops with her touch. Hard but delicate at the same time.
The smell of roses fills me.
She has never been this close to me before, not unless we were trying to kill each other.
Did her eyes always shimmer like this?
Did she always smell of flowers?
Has she always been so beautiful and I somehow hadn’t noticed?
“Dean” She snaps me out of my thoughts.
“Cassa, ” I respond.
“Whatever you think is going on, it isn’t. Ok? Me and Peter, we’re just friends” She says.
“Maybe you should tell him that. And I couldn’t care less about your romantic endeavors” I lie.
Her hand drops from my arm, but only to my hand.
Her soft hand makes me realize how hard mine are. Years of fights had not been kind to them.
“Dean” She searches over my face.
“Please don’t do anything stupid” She warns.
“Am I that transparent?” I joke, only to hide my pain.
Truth was, I wanted to kill the hero.
I want to watch him bleed out in front of me.
I want to teach him to stay away from things that weren’t his.
Things that were mine.

Part Two:

She starts walking to the door. I lost her touch just as quickly as I got it. 
It leaves chills in its place, traveling the length of my spine as I watch her walk away. 
How could I want her so bad? How can I love someone I’ve always hated?
But there is no doubt in my mind that I do.
I smile to myself at the feeling. All my life I’ve chosen to shove down any feelings I had.
But her, I can’t shove her down. I can’t pretend like I don’t feel the pull towards her. 
Does she feel the same?
Late at night, laying in bed, does she picture the way my eyes soften when I look at her?
Does she replay every word I’ve ever spoken? 
Am I on her mind half as much as she’s on mine?
I can’t take not knowing. 

I’m the villain. I’m supposed to be smart. And brave. And never bending a knee to anyone. 
But all it takes is one look and I’d be on my hands and knees for her.
All it would take is her to mutter her affection for me, and I’d be her willing slave forever.
“Coming?” She asks, stopping at the door and turning to look at me.
“Oh…Yeah” I say, trying to shake the previous thoughts from my head. 
She gives me a questioning look, almost like she could read my mind and is trying to put together why I would ever think such thoughts.
My breath quickens under her gaze. 
“You alright Dean?” She asks.
“I’m fine. Really” I say. And it wasn’t a lie.
How could someone not be fine around her?
How could anyone who ever had the fortune of knowing her, not fall desperately in love?
She turns to walk out to the car.
“Cassa, wait” I say before thinking.
No no no. Why did I say that? 
I want to tell her that I forgot what I was going to say, or say something snarky and walk past her. 
But I can’t.
The way she turns around and looks at me. A curious glint in her eyes and a smile tugging at the corner of her soft lips.
I need to tell her. And If she laughs I can always go back to trying to kill her.
“Ca-Cassa, I feel something. And I know it sounds stupid but It’s true.
I…I think I love you” I say quickly, trying to get done faster, but end up just stumbling over my own words.
A certain softness comes about her, like her whole mood changed with those few words
“Say something, ” I beg her. 
Her silence is far worse than anything else I know of. 
I’d have rather her stab me and leave me for dead instead of not speaking.

“Dean…I think I love you too” She says.
Did she really say that? Or did I imagine it?
No. no she definitely said it. 
“Really?” I ask, expecting her to laugh and say she was joking. 
But she didn’t. She just nods. 
I walk over to her, quickly closing the space between us as I wrap my arms around her. 
Her arms find their way around my neck as she leans into the embrace. 
“Does this mean I can officially kill Peter for looking at you?” I ask her. My lips against her ear.
She laughs.
I take that as permission.

[kgygvbk]

Where is she? I ask myself as I wait patiently for the detective to come downstairs my foot tapping on the floor, slightly agitated, but not by her.
The hero was fiddling on his phone seriously that dude never gets off it’s like the only time he looks up is to look at her. I feel a mix of jealousy and anger bubble up in my chest. why do I care I shouldn’t care dammit, but she deserves more than that. I hear in my head she deserves more than some hero that only focuses on looks and fame. I look back at the hero to see him looking up. She’s here I think to myself as
I look at the staircase and see her shit, I think to myself she’s mesmerizing.

Sorry, I had some more ideas, you want me to continue ?


Heroes perspective

I scroll on my phone as I’m waiting for the detective to come down, she’s taking forever, I think to myself I look to the villain look irritation on her face
Why does she look so pissed off? I look back to my phone scrolling amongst the various articles and newspaper covers about me and the villain I shouldn’t care so why am I looking but the words of the detective continue to rack my brain
Just try to see it from her perspective, she said a if I Don’t Care
Do I care? I ask myself I never really have honestly not the villain just about the people.
Is there something so wrong with that though they’ve caused irreparable harm to the city? Why should I care about them? They don’t seem to care about anybody else.
My senses pick up on footsteps as I look to the staircase
My eyes land on the detective as soon as they do my mouth parts slightly she’s beautiful that’s not even enough to describe it. I I would’ve dropped my phone if I didn’t feel a sharp sting on my arm as if someone punched it.
I look to where it came from and the villain was standing right next to me now glaring of course she was
No matter how hard I try for some reason, she has some sort of fixation on the detective
It’s dangerous for her(detective) she shouldn’t be seen with them. It would ruin her reputation. It would ruin her. She has no idea what they’re actually capable of.

[GlamGiveADamm_X]

The villain leans over and whispers “ *dibs* “

[felixforest]

(Love triangle? Alright)
Mira; The Detective.
Noah; The Villain.
Rose; The Hero.

((Mira's POV)) I looked at myself in the mirror, looking at the dress I put on. *This is gonna have to do..* I thought, I started walking to the doors resting my hand on the doorknob. Not wanting to leave the room, I sighed and opened the door. Starting to walk to the stairs and go down to the event.
((Noah's POV)) *What's taking the detective so long?* I thought, I looked towards the stairs to see if she was coming down. I looked up and spotted her, she was wearing a beautiful navy blue dress, the color matching perfectly with her skin tone. I found myself staring... But the detective looked gorgeous. I turn towards the Hero, who is also staring at the detective. "Hey-" I whisper to try and get her attention.
((Rose's POV)) I was talking to a few interview people (sorry, forgot what the job name was 😭) I was about to answer a question before I saw Mira, my attention turning over to Mira as she walked down the stairs. My eyes lingered on her before I heard someone whisper, I looked around for a few seconds before noticing it was the villain, I raised an eyebrow, a bit confused why the villain would talk to me. "What?" I whisper back, walking over to him, squeezing through the interviewers to get to him.

Noah smirked seeing that Rose acknowledged him, "First to get the Detective to like them gets 50k" he smirked. Rose looked at him like he was crazy for a few seconds before she thought... A few seconds later she shook his hand, "Alright, bet." She said simply looking at Mira, who was heading over to them.
(Part 2)
Noah's smirk grew as he looked over at Mira, "Well look who it is, we were just talking about you" a smug look on his face. Mira was fidgeting with her dress as she approached them, a bit confused by Noah's words, "What?" She asked quietly. Rose scoffed at Noah and looked at Mira, "What he means is, we were talking about how beautiful you look." Rose said with a warm smile. Mira smiled back, letting go of the dress, not fidgeting with her dress anymore. "Thank you.." she said softly, returning a warm smile back to Rose. Rose could feel her face heat up, her eyes lingering on Mira's face. Noah looked at Rose and nudged her slightly to make her snap out of it. Rose looked at Noah, not expecting to feel a nudge, but she quickly realized why he did. Making her sigh and look back at Mira, who was VERY oblivious, despite being a detective.
(Part 3???)

[keyaxedits]

the wattpad writers writing this down (im a wattpad writer) 😭

[AbsTheWriter]

This is so good, Enemies to lovers trope is so cute ❤

[justarando_art]

The hero already has everything give the villain the detective

[i_aint_touchin_grass_]

Plot twist: The hero gets together with the villain. Hell yeah, I love enemies to lovers.

[Asteria_]

“Ah” the villain put on an amused smile walking towards the hero
“What?” Mel plays innocent turning to face the villain
“You know, i never expected you to be the flirty type.” The villain looks around and leans forward, whispering in the heros ear, ” but i could get used to this”

PT 2(maybe short idk) (POWERLESS REFRENCE)

“I *will* put a dagger to your throat if you moved closer” she says, back to her serious self

*dammit* the villain thought.

“Well, when *can* i get closer?” He inches away slowly.
She laughs, soft, delicate but still as cold as night, as sharp as the blade hiding in her gown, ”once your sober, that is, ”
“Oh but i may never be sober around you, princess” he winks walking away with a satisfying smirk as he looks back to see Mel stunned, eyes wide, mouth ajar.

Part three (coming soon)

VILLAIN(idk like his name is Marcus i guess)
POV IS FIRST PERSON IN THIS ONE

i walked away silently memorizing her features and gown.
She was beautiful, majestic, breath taking.
Her tanned gold skin a light dust of freckles. Her long wavy dark chocolate hair. Oh, and her eyes were mesmerizing, those grey steely eyes, intimidating at first sure but later? Once you get to know the master piece that is her? Her eyes become wondrous, and when she reveals the storm she is? She is gorgeous.
And the gown, dont get me started on that gown. The dark emerald silk cascading in controlled waves. The gold that rimmed the ends. The slit where you could catch the glint of silver, her knife. The heels were a simple gold matching the tips of her dress.

Mel (first person pov)

Wow. Marcus had a way with words, he could make them hurt when they werent supposed too, and endear you in the worst possible times when you want to hate him its impossible… hes un-hate-able.

Cont.( i need sleep)

[itzoriegamingyt]

AND THEN THE DETECTIVE FALLS IN LOVE WITH THE VILLIANS SISTER AND THE HERO AND VILLIAN BECOME A COUPEL 😍✨✨✨✨

[Lemon_l]

And by this happening the detective is able to keep an eye on both the villain and hero at all times

[Da_Best_Mary]

BRUH THE LAST PART GOT ME 😭😭 I GASPED SO LOUD AND I LOOKED AT THE CAPTION LAST😭😭 YOU SHOULD DEF MAKE A SCENARIO OF THIS AGHGHG ID DIE TO WATCH IT

[Wolf_King_-]

I’ve written a little story where the Mc villain likes to be a show off and is going a gala kind of things for all villains, and the hero infiltrated it under cover, and as the Villain makes a dramatic entrance, the entrance brings them sliding down the railing of the stairs while playing the viola or violin