Chapter 6 The Evil Within Novels & Stories

"Maybe a medical consultant for that mole, either way, I'm not taking any of his proposals, I'll meet with him again but only out of respect for my papa." "We have to see Rizzo that fucking rat..." He trailed off as we rounded the corner to slip into my black SUV. I held up my hand to silence him, "That's why the boys are handling him, so that he opens up to me, albeit metaphorically or physically." I laughed as I looked out the window to watch the girl I bumped into this morning make her way out of a soup kitchen, pity I didn't peg her as homeless. "Who do we have on him?"

"But Sharra showed me it's impossible for such a thing to exist. Every human has evil within them, including me, and given the proper motivation, that evil will take over." I thought about his words. "You may be right, but that doesn't give you the right to destroy humanity before they have the opportunity to change, to become who they were meant to be." "It gives me every right." His face contorted in a ferocious sneer. "Now I'm done talking." He whirled on Christopher, grabbed him by the neck, and sank his teeth into one of Christopher's shoulders. A look of surprise came over the Hunter, but he quickly squashed that and began to fight, kicking and punching, but Arthur hung on.

I say to them as I start to remember. "I think they want to get in, but they don't know how to, yet… they are horrible creatures, and there is an evilness in them that chilled my soul." Dad finally adds, and for him to accept that the evil is bigger than him, it is a sign that we are in trouble.

"Ok." "I came this year as well. I am not as humble as she may think I am but, I do not want to disappoint her. In the past few months, I had the opportunity to be with someone who understood me more than the person who gave birth to me. Not that I am mocking you. I have decided to free myself from the chains you tied me with when I was a child. My father still despises you and will continue to despise you. If I loved Rubia and yet cheated on her I would have killed myself. You are chained to your sins forever, Vanessa Martha Arabella."

He knew his wife's identity but because she loved her, he kept it to his heart forever. ------ A battle between Damon and Thamer has about to end. Who will prevail? The evil one of the good one? Demons Within Me, demons living inside me. It was Thamer's concept about his identity. Now he must take control of the six demons who emerged from his demon soul in order to kill Damon or else, his demons will kill him.

After I returned home from traveling abroad, I found that our housekeeper had sued my husband and me. In court, she cradled her protruding belly and said with heart-wrenching anguish, "Gary and his wife are absolute scum! Under the guise of hiring a housekeeper, they lured me into their home, tied me to a bed, and abused me. "The child I'm carrying is Gary's!" Her mother, meanwhile, was sobbing uncontrollably. "Those two monsters have ruined my daughter's life. They deserve the death penalty!" No sooner had she spoken than a chorus of curses against my husband and me erupted from the gallery. "That scum is utterly brazen. He didn't even show up for the hearing! He must be punished sever

Her Luna wolf showed its presence in her eyes. She continued, “That man traumatized your very being. The trauma from all those past experiences erupted out of you that day. While the world may often simplify everything into black and white, the reality is that we live in a grey area. And truth be told, that man deserved it. You feel guilty because you have a compassionate and honorable heart. But it’s essential to remember that evil doesn’t care whether you’re good or bad. They seek to destroy. So whatever you did fifteen days ago was something anyone would have done at your place. You are a human, not a god.”

“You cannot kill what you are becoming.” Snarling, Killian poured fire into his veins. His shadow ripped free of him, standing beside him as a second self. White eyes. Black fangs. Together, they tore at the giant, ripping chunks from its arms. The giant howled, staggered, split apart into screeching halves that dissolved to sludge. But before it fell, one arm shot forward, latching tight around Daryl’s ankle. Daryl screamed, dragged across the stones, nails clawing furrows in the floor.

“Yes, mummy says we should always look for the moral in every story.” Katrina was torturing me even though she wasn’t here. I sighed, searching for something in the book that could help but nothing. I folded my hands and thought about it for a while, realizing something. “Beauty comes from within. No matter how pretty or handsome one is if the person does bad things and hurts people, he or she is ugly…” Hilda’s stare was enchanting, like her mother’s. “…and when the crimes they commit become a part of him, he becomes a true monster.” A monster. That’s what I am. Things might be different now but a monster remains a monster, doesn’t it? I’ve done terrible things to unsuspecting wolves and I’v

He practically seethed. The thing was, I wanted to be loyal. I wanted an easy route to take; to believe my papa was the lesser of two evils. But now, all I could see when I thought of my father was a mutilated boy and a woman bleeding out on our library floor. When I closed my eyes and thought of the other evil . . . my stance was too conflicted to comprehend.