Does Eren Become Evil Novels & Stories

He loves me…he won't do anything to hurt me…he won't… “ No…you made it up.” I raised my head sharply, my guts screaming at me to resist his mind games. He snickered.“ you think I can convince Eren to make a movie with your parents and he would agree to it knowing full well that it might hurt you?” He tangled his fingers in my hair ,pulling me up and forcing me to watch the television. “ Eren…is..a murderer. You're seeing it for yourself so stop trying to take his side and accept the truth.” He snarled,his eyes spitting fire.

Yrene snapped, and Eileen furrowed her brows. "There's something I don't understand, Yrene. Why are you this dumb? We've come this far, yet you expect the triplets to believe your words over mine? What exactly are you accusing me of?" Eileen asked, shrugging with her hands. "Killing the Alpha with poison. Killing Doctor Finnigan with silver after reporting me being a silver wolf to the council. Killing and burning your own father, Eileen, and bringing the rogues in. All this while, you've been pretending to be on the side of the triplets when in fact, you're their greatest enemy." Yrene spat at her, and Eileen took out her knife, casually.

"No one touches what's mine. Not Denim, not anyone." Zenon approached cautiously. "Whatever you decide, you know we'll stand by you. But you can't let your emotions cloud your judgment. Evanora needs you level-headed, not...this." Eros turned, his eyes blazing with a mix of fury and determination. "Then she needs to understand that I won't hesitate to burn the world down for her." Kenna sighed, running a hand through her hair. "You're impossible. Just don't destroy the boardroom while you're at it."

Erica’s POV. I could’ve thought of something better. A smarter plan. A cleaner one, maybe. But “better” wasn’t what I needed anymore. I just wanted to do what I’d been reborn to do — take Denise down and finally make her choke on her own arrogance. She had done so much and still walked around like she owned the sun. I’d tried to forgive her before — too many times. But Denise didn’t change. She had a talent for cruelty. For twisting kindness into weakness.

“You’re talking about tearing the whole world down. Starting a war that will destroy the pack, the city, everything. For a woman who has not asked to be saved.” “She doesn’t have to ask!” The shout tore from my throat, followed by a vicious cough that made my ribs scream in protest. I gasped for air, seeing spots. “She’s confused. He’s manipulated her, dazzled her with his power. When she sees it for the poison it is, when she sees the quiet, safe haven I can offer… she’ll choose me.” It was the truth that kept me going. The central, unshakable pillar of my plan. Irene was a gentle soul, a creature of light. Dante’s world was darkness and violence. It was simple. She just needed to see the a

He turns me — gently, the way you turn a lover — and the dagger comes out of his side-sash so quickly I do not even register the motion until it is already between my ribs. "You were never going to be the queen this kingdom needed, Irene." "Rose is everything you are not." He pushes me. I have already shown you this part. I am not going to show it to you again. The Hollow takes me. But this is the part I have not shown you.

Everyone she trusted let her down, and the true course of action would be never to trust anyone. Having appeased the fear in the blonde, Eros feels a certain peace in himself, even though he refuses to accept it. The first battle is won, but he is not naive enough to believe it to be the last. He had seen the flight look in the blonde eyes and knew she didn’t trust him fully and would only bide her time before she made a run for it. He should let her, but even as he thinks it, a part of him stirs up in protest. The blonde, despite her origin, is his mate, and even though he doesn’t accept it, he is not willing to let her go.

Something between hatred and triumph. "Sera," she called out, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "How lovely to see you again." I didn't answer. I just stared at her, my jaw tight, my fingers itching to draw steel. She walked closer. Behind her, her wolves fanned out. They were in formation—trained, disciplined, ready to attack at a single command. "Ravenna," Draven's voice cut through the tension. He moved to stand beside me. "You were banished. You have no right to be here."

[MAIN STORYLINE DEVIATION INCREASING. [Current Stability: 79%] [WARNING: The Male Lead’s behavioral pattern is becoming unstable.] Elena stared at the notification blankly. Then laughed once under her breath. “Unstable?” she murmured. “Cassian Arden was unstable long before I arrived.” The system didn’t respond. Coward. Elena leaned both hands against the glass slowly. Below her, the city glittered beautifully beneath the darkening sky. This world really was unfair. It rewarded monsters dressed elegantly enough.

It felt like him being here but not exactly taking charge to hear her curse at him was better. Ilan turned to face Aeris as she closed her eyes. "You're a heartless beast Declan, a bastard who's supposed to to have died in any of the wars you fought, you don't deserve to love and I hope you never find it, I guess that's the reason you don't have parents, because they probably saw the monster in you and knew they couldn't raise you.. They knew you were gonna be a brainless bastard and was too ashamed to raise you as their son, you're a selfish cunning bastard, not just a bastard, you're a beast, a beast Declan, A BEASTTTTT "Aeris screamed out her guts and Ilan just stared at her, his heart he