Does Eren Become Evil Novels & Stories

She stopped and suddenly turned her face at me with a daring glare, "everyone is terrified of me. They're just too weak." What in the freaking world! She flung my hand off and stormed away. "Alpha Killian," Trevor came panting. "What's happening?" "Erika is beyond whatever I have seen. Her grasp of techniques is quicker than any I have seen. Her strength is rapidly increasing. And sometimes, it seems her wolf possesses her mind and she fights with killing intent. She almost killed one of the generals yesterday. I think we're the ones being trained by her." "You...can't...be...serious," I uttered in total disbelief.

They would expose her lies and manipulations to the world, ensuring that justice was served not only for themselves but also for all those who had suffered under her rule. • In the depths of the dark werewolf pack, a dramatic and pivotal moment unfolded. Eric, the son of Gerald, the notorious and power-hungry alpha, had decided to revolt against his father's oppressive rule. Unbeknownst to Eric, his path would intersect with Emily's, who held a significant connection to his own destiny. Eric had grown increasingly disenchanted with his father's iron-fisted leadership and had long yearned for a chance to escape his suffocating grip. Little did he know that fate had intertwined his life with E

“Then we make sure your uncle never gets another chance to kill anyone again.” Evren nodded once. For the first time since arriving in Embermoon, the cage around him shifted. Not broken. But cracked. But while Evren made his plans, something else was brewing. Eira's heat had ended quicker than expected. To clear her head from the fogginess left from the heat, she volunteered to help in the kitchen. She thought maybe she could grow to love this, that if the impending doom of her being replaced by some girl from a high ranking bloodline was removed.

First-class demons weren’t supposed to be held back by moral constraints or petty patience. We were entities meant to roam entirely free, to wreak havoc, to conquer kingdoms, and to purge the living land. Playing the role of a needy, submissive frail woman on a hiking trail was a form of supreme torture. This was incredibly hard. As we began the steep, winding climb, the autumn sun beat down brightly against the ridges, though the mountain breeze remained incredibly crisp. Despite the stunning, sweeping scenery of the valley below, Eren was becoming visibly more and more irritated with every single step I took.

Eric despised his people and nothing he said would change that. “Give me a second. I need to get dressed,” Iyaki requested. “Why? You don’t think you’re sexy enough?” Eric teased and the Elder smiled in spite of himself. “With the way you flirt with me, one would think I am your mate, not Valentine.” “Who knows?” Eric winked and the Elder turned around, rolling his eyes as he walked away/ Eric chuckled as he watched his retreating figure. He was happy the man was no longer upset. It was progress especially since he stopped caring about hurting others years ago.

" And that's why even the strongest wolves spirit in the world. Even Misaki bowed to her." " And let her control him." " Misaki is her new wolf now. Making her the strongest living being in centuries." She turns around to leave. Making everyone look at with admiration. Everyone had nothing except respect and admiration in their eyes for her. Except for one person. They say once evil spreads it gets impossible to control it. It resides in every cell of your body and even if one tries. They are able to change themselves. But the evil remains. Ajax drops that look of helplessness from his eyes. To come out from behind Mateo. Picking up a wooden dagger from the ground. He leaps to root the knife

He made her stand to face him and Erin felt a resounding slap land on her face with a 'bitch', muttered. She held her cheek and turned to him slowly. He had this evil smirk on at the time. "You're so dumb, really. So you thought I was going to say that? You can go to hell for all I care. And...you'll do anything I ask of you? It's too late Erin. You should've used the only chance you had wisely but you were bent on proving your uprightness. May your holy act feed you and the bastard you're carrying." It was then Erin stopped crying. Her wiped the tears off her face and glared at him. Ronnie was surprised at the sudden change of countenance.

“Why shouldn't I? I am not in love with you, and I can see through you. I know how evil you can be, and I know what you did to Eero.” Serra scoffs. “You are going to believe her? Over me? I am your mate! Why would you turn your back on me for some other girl?” I moved closer to her, leveling my lips on her ear. “Now, I guess you already knew what Eero felt when Cohen turned his back on her.” Serra held my arm, stopping me to walking out from her for the second time around. “But it was different. Cohen was in love with me, and turning his back on Eero is something I didn't ask myself. He did that according to his own will.”

“Maybe I should handle it instead.” Adrian quirked an eyebrow. “Is that so?” he asked. He hopped down from the exam table as well, and now they were standing just inches apart. Eric was a little taller than Adrian, though. “You may have more followers, Eric, but what makes you think that a bunch of playboys would turn into repeat customers?” Eric simply scoffed. “You mistake some of the best warriors in the camp for common playboys.” “I don’t deny that they’re good warriors,” Adrian said slowly. “And maybe that’s the issue. Rowena could be helping lower tier warriors who actually need the guidance; these playboys of yours would only have sexual ulterior motives anyway.”

“I have already told you that I will not be your lover no matter what you do. I am married to your nephew and I refuse to defile myself and ruin my marriage by sleeping with you. That will never happen.” “Is that a dare?” “It’s a fact. I will not be your sex slave, Nikjin Whitehound. Never!” He chuckled. “I like females like you because your type is usually the sweetest after they have been broken, and I will surely enjoy breaking you to pieces and molding you back to my taste. You should have returned to your world with that dream stone when you had the chance to, and let Edvana deal with this time. This is beyond you, Erin, but it is too late to turn back now. You wanted to witness the war