Evil Forest Novels & Stories

Like I’d grown more powerful. Then Kendall had dropped the real bomb. “There’s a man in this town named Calder Thorn,” she’d said, pacing in front of us like a general addressing troops. “He’s dangerous. More dangerous than any of you can imagine. He wants to destroy Ridgeway Oaks, to drive out the humans and take over the territory for his kind.” “His kind?” Brandon had asked, his face showing confusion like the rest of us.

“What the hell is going on here?!” The harsh voice caused me to jump out of Ethan’s hold, only for his hand to find mine holding me. But staring at those evil eyes that stared at me with a predatory gaze already tells me my fate.

"I'm so sorry." She shrugged. "You think you know your friends. Right?" Bailey froze, looking into her eyes. "And you didn't have a clue what she was up to?" Eve shook her head. "Nope. If she was betraying the pack—and clearly she was working with Nightshade and Balista—I had no knowledge of it." I nodded, rising to my feet. "What we need right now is a drink and a girl's night out. Are you two up for it?"

"This family destroyed each other.” My mind briefly darts to what Pavel said: “The devil shall destroy himself.” Is that what he meant? “Yes, they were manipulated.” “And nobody proved Belladonna existed.” Matteo nods once. "Because every survivor blames the wrong enemy.” Silence falls. I slowly set the photographs down. “Convenient.” “For him.” I look directly at him. "Or maybe for you.” His narrow eyes: "You still think this is my work?” "I think you're hiding something.”

We both groan in unison, just under our breath, at the injustice of a week more of school. “Pfft, they're not my friends anyway.” Eve can't help herself, and I throw her a pointed stare that seems to penetrate something in her attitude and makes her pipe down. She turns away to stare out of the window instead. “This is done for now. It’s late, and we all need to get some sleep. Go shower, both of you. That muddy coloured ash you are caked in is the charred, vulgar remains of hundreds of dead vampires from a decade ago…. might want not to be breathing it in or wearing it like a second skin. It’s dead ferals.”

I questioned. “Because I’ve seen it before.” His expression became grim. “The Evil God Organization uses it to mark their enemies and create a deadly explosion using the blood and wolf spirit of the target as a catalyst to trigger a dark curse.” “Self-destruction,” he explained. I looked back at the dead warriors. There was barely anything left of them now, just chunks of bone scattered across the floor. “Then one of these men was working for them?” I asked. “No,” Kingsley said.

We walk up to the Tribe Elder. He has a look of fear on his face. He is holding out his hands in front of him like he is trying to stop us from going up the mountain any further. The Tribe Elder is concerned about us going up to the mountain to dig for fossils. He pleadingly tells me; "Do not trespass on this land any further. This land has a buried evil that you do not know exists. This evil has been hidden in the earth so that people like you would not be able to awaken it."

I know Evie means well and I'm sure Benjamin will be able to provide us with a means to blackmail Dante. But regardless of all that, I want to see Blake again before I walk the valley of death. The valley of death is where I protect Blake and am as exposed as I can be. It's where I am naked and nothing. It's where the ugliness of my shame destroys my soul which I can no longer protect. It's where I am both predator or prey depending on whose asking. It's the place I fear most at night when the lights go out.

Since you let me consume so much energy, then I'll make you pay the price of your life to compensate me! Now, the whole rainforest has been revealed in front of me. You can't escape!" As his voice fell, rays of red light were winding, long, and thin. They were extremely dense, like thousands of tentacles, winding toward the depths of the hollow. At this moment, an extremely gloomy and horrible smell was emitted from the entire Evil Mountain Range. Anyone who was in it at this moment would feel extremely uncomfortable, as if there were countless invisible eyes around, watching every move of yours from all directions.

They hadn’t expected that the lurking force was actually an evil spirit. The term "evil spirit" sounded deeply malevolent, and for good reason. Evil spirits were dark, corrupt entities that absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Their primary sustenance came from feeding on the power of beasts and humans, disrupting the natural balance. These spirits were often the lingering remnants of beings—whether beasts, humans, or others—who had died but failed to fully disappear. They had instead turned into malevolent beings. Tyron and the Violet Rain Bird's expressions darkened. The former looked at Adrian, feeling helpless. “This lurking creature seems to be at the Divine Stage, on par