Evil Geniuses Book Novels & Stories

Emma later went upstairs to her brother's room. James' room was filled with things that he had insisted on carrying from Mina's place. He adores his things and wishes to take them with him wherever he goes. Emma faked a gasp seeing the room. On the bed, the blankets were covered by plushies and coloring books while color packs were laid on the nightstand unevenly. Mina had spoiled him a lot. Emma began to organize her brother's belongings. She placed the plushies on the bed, and neatly stacked the coloring books and packs on the nightstand. When she finished, she stood back and felt a warm wave of nostalgia wash over her.

PTSD. REVENGE. SCÀRS. SLÀPPING. STÀLKING. SOMNOPHILIA TORTŮRE. TOYS. VIOLENCE. *The author does not promote such practices and neither advices you to do so. If you think any of the above subjects could stress you and isn't for you, do not proceed, but if you think you can handle an Anti-hero like Jeremiah Sokolov, please be ready for the ride ahead. I hope by the end of this book, you'll fall in love with these characters.

Chapter 1 ELENA’S POV I never really came here to read. Sure, I told myself I needed the quietness of the old university library building after the noisy classroom lectures. The heavy oak tables and the smell of aged papers, everything felt forbidden. But there’s this truth, very simple and dirty; I couldn’t study without coming, without orgasm I could barely concentrate. My mind wouldn’t settle until my pussy was slick and throbbing, until the ache between my legs was satisfied.

He wondered aloud, "Is this what happens? they get old and are forced back into society with makeshift families?" “I am one of the lucky few,” the elderly mom replied, smiling at his question. " The majority of the Necessary Evils die before they reach their forties. This is not a respectable title. We commit heinous acts and refuse to stop. It is our fate to become a Necessary Evil, no matter how much we try to avoid it or fight it,” “But, we kill evil people in this world? Isn't that the right thing to do?” Nelanian inquired. The old guy stared at him for a long time before realising that his memory had been erased.

Their people began to clean the mess, leaving no trace, making sure the bodies were burned on a deep pit. It has been an interesting night so far. *** Clean once more. Happy with Sinclair's sweet texts and photos. Determined than ever. Nicholas made his way to the library where the other men were waiting. Ready to venture into the night to rescue a boy. Lucifer was only functioning with one kind of dangerous fuel. Rage. The tapes and documents they found from their last raid were of sales, descriptions of the products -they treated the children like livestock- the painful and animal-like orgies will make any sane man sick to his stomach to watch. In some of those videos, he recognized one of

Zed is an intelligent person, so his revelation from the start would surely make Zed suspect. "Yen doesn't like matcha," Zed said, looking at me sideways. So sure of what he said. "She does-" Kim argued. One more sentence and my chest would already explode! What's more annoying was the huge grin of Mr. Virgil who was beside himself, trying to hold back his desire to laugh hard. "Can you please stop?!" I said, slamming the table with my fist. Silence dropped instantly like everyone of us was becoming mute. But to my horror, Mr. Virgil wasn't affected by my outburst.

She knew that her evil sister had to be stopped, but the thought of killing her had never entered her mind. Frey moved in front of Davina and looked down at her with compassion. “You have goodness in your heart, so you can’t imagine killing another human being; let alone, your sister. You must remember that, although she shared your mother’s womb and pulled chromosomes from you enough to take on your look, she is not your true sister. Her seed was magically implanted at the time of your conception because she needed much of the same environment and nutrients that you required. She would kill you and your baby without blinking an eye and wouldn’t give it another thought. Step out of the t

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

The book totally has 60 pages, each has 12 to 15 lines. I read the book somewhat unwillingly until one line caught my attention which caused all the hair in my body to stand up immediately. "Once again I'm warning you, Heil is not what you are thinking. His brain is more active than the normal human and he can see your past once he looks into your eyes. Trust me, he is a human, not an animal. I hope my first 30 pages would have cleared your doubt." What!! Heil is not a human!!! It's a monster. I saw that with my own eyes. The book is totally shit!!

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne