Envy Fma Novels & Stories

she whispered, tears streaming down her face. Emily reached out, but Aurora stepped back, shaking her head. Her mind raced as she grappled with the impossible truth. How could her mate—her destined partner—be the enemy? Aurora stammered, “My mate—Hunter—is my enemy.” Aurora stood in stunned silence, her body frozen. For a moment, it felt like time itself had stopped. Her wide eyes stared blankly ahead as she placed a trembling hand on her forehead. “Oh my God,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “How can my mate… my mate… be my enemy? No, no, this can’t be happening. The Moon God wouldn’t do this to me!”

As she reveled in her dark fantasies, Tracey's heart filled with a sense of power and control, her envy driving her to seek domination over those she deemed unworthy of happiness. "They think they're so perfect," she sneered, her lip curling in disdain. "But soon they'll see that no one is immune to the cruelty of fate." With each passing moment, Tracey's resolve grew stronger, her envy and jealousy fueling her desire for vengeance with an intensity that bordered on obsession. "And when their world comes crashing down," she declared, her voice ringing with triumph, "they'll know that it was all because of me." As Tracey's plan took shape, her heart filled with a sense of twisted satisfaction

“ W-why are you doing this? “ I asked while letting my tears traveled down my neck. I couldn’t bear the pain anymore. I don’t want to see him now, not tomorrow. I want to have time with myself and do what I want before letting others control me. I want to meet Taehyung first before I die. Hmmpp… “ I’m doing this, because I want to.. “ He said. “ You know that I’m the sin of envy. I'm always envious to others. I want to have what they have and let them feel the pain of having nothing. “ He stated that made me stopped for a second. Why am'I sensing something? Did Spade experience a very unforgettable happenings in his life? The bitterness in his voice can be heard. It’s obvious that he’s envio

I gasped, stumbling back, my chest heaving from the effort. Envy clicked his tongue, shaking out his hand. "Hmph. That stung a little." Glutton only grinned, his blackened teeth flashing in the moonlight. "I like when they fight." I stepped back. My energy was fading fast. I couldn't do that again. Envy moved first—too fast—his fingers catching my throat in an iron grip and slamming me back against a tree. "Enough games," he murmured, leaning closer. "We need you alive, but they never said you had to be—"

He doesn't feel like stopping until he feels the satisfaction of Mara. The scent of blood aroused Mara's nostrils and she can't help moaning in pleasure as she listens to the sounds of agont and pain. She can't help devourinf every negative emotions around and she felt addicted to it. "More," She mumbled. She bit her bottomlip and spread her wings to soar into the sky. "More! More! More!" She screamed. Envy summoned a thousand needles that are almost not visible in the naked eyes. As he launches that attack, every needle was caught by Philip's daggers which matched the numbers of Envy's needles.

At her words, I turn to Sin, but he avoids my gaze, confirming the truth— Envy's truth. “And I am so sick of watching the same story play over and over again.” Envy steps closer, and the young man with blue eyes has to hold her back, like she is capable of causing destruction. “And get this: as long as you stand by Sin, you are seen as my enemy too. So, watch your back, November, for I hate you as much as I hate Sin.” I swallow. “You say you hate me, yet you treated me.” Envy narrows her gaze. “I will not let you die that easily. You have to suffer before you finally lose your life. And Sin has to watch you suffer. That is the plan.”

His bright laughter echoed in his mind, carefree, as it rang through the hallways, his hand intertwined with Frank’s. Frank, the smug rival who competed against him on the court who went around acting like he was some sort of prince charming, now stealing glances at his stepbrother, dating his stepbrother. That thought hit him like a venomous bite, twisting the heat of passion into something darker, something rage-filled.

It was so intense, like they were telling me something, they held a promise. But promise of what? Destruction. A small voice in the back of my mind hummed. Fresh tears escaped me as I started crying. Vengeance. That's what his looks held. Hunger for revenge. I gulped as the severity of the situation dawned on me. The man seemed insane and I had to stay away from him. Or else he might destroy me. And this time, I will be shattered completely.

She'd learned the layout of the main floor, identified security patterns, begun to understand the household dynamics. And she'd seen him. Alpha Kael Stormridge, in the flesh. Marcus's killer. Sera pulled out her phone and scrolled to the photos she'd saved-pictures of Marcus, smiling and alive. The evidence of his murder. The anonymous note that had started everything. She needed to remember. Needed to keep the hatred sharp and clear. But when she tried to summon rage, tried to feel that burning need for vengeance... Nothing. Just exhaustion and emptiness. Her wolf was silent. Her heart was numb. She was a weapon, yes, but weapons didn't feel. They just cut.

He's mine and no one can take what is mine. He was the reason I remained a maid so he'll notice me one day but that Cindy girl had to come into the picture and mess things up for me. I wasn't going to leave that happen. He's mine only, and I hate to share. I'm going to have him all to myself, no matter the cost.