Evil Hero Malicious Edge Novels & Stories

Without waiting for an answer, he turns on his heel and walks back. "I will get back to you for this Price!" That moron yells after Killian. When Price looks back, the moron visibly looks afraid as if he shit his pants. It does shut him up because he doesn't find the courage to look back at Killian, instead he looks at our way. "I will teach you two lessons someday. Don't think it's over." With that he practically runs away. "Phew. That was something." I mutter to myself. "I'm really sorry for the trouble." The girl speaks which reminds me of her existence. I was so lost in the situation that I forgot about the reason of the fight.

"if you try to cause any problems then let me tell you, your little brother is under my custody and I will shot him dead in a moment you'll make mistake, so if you want him alive then cooperate" He put his hands in his pocket and let out his phone. In a second he played some video and held it in front of her face. In the video there was a little boy lying on the chair in unconscious state and some men were standing around him holding pistols. Her eyes filled with scare, she glanced at the beast standing in front of him. "I'll do as you say, I promise. Just let him go" she told him with a shivery, crying voice. "I'll release him today as you'll marry me" an evil smile spread on his face, laug

They’re apprehensive after what I did with my dad’s bracelet, but they’re coming regardless. Coming to finish Alec off, and me along with him. And for what? Because we exist? I’ve never harmed anyone, and I’m sure Alec hasn’t either. Those kids in the dorms didn’t deserve what happened to them. Rage unlike any I’ve ever known floods me. It propels me forward with the gravitational force of a planet. I meet the first Silver Hunter head on, grabbing their arm and forcing them to drop their sword before I punch them in the gut.

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the surroundings, deep and loaded with malice. He was the leader of that territory, revealing himself before us. His name was Valarok, a sinister being who fed on the energy of the disease, becoming increasingly powerful. "You are foolish to believe that you can challenge my supremacy!" Roared Valarok, his eyes shining with an evil fire. I looked at Randall and saw the determination in his eyes. He positioned himself between me and the villain, ready to face the battle.

What a prophecy filled with goodness. However, immortals believe that in addition to these virtues, there are bad characters such as an angry, argumentative, ambitious and heartless person. Then, here's where things will get bad. These bad traits will increase in level of vices when combined with the red moon and holy blood. All melted into one. That's why INDICENT originally wanted to kill Barbara as soon as she was saved from the clutches of the devil. However, Mr. Adinata's cunning led Rokan Allegro to believe that Bara would not be a threat if she remained under their care.

the dealer interjected from the side, his voice shaking. “See?” Alejandro sneered. Suddenly, the air pressure in the room seemed to shift. Ethan lunged forward, grabbing Alejandro’s wrist with lightning speed. Alejandro gasped, his body locking up in shock as Ethan twisted his arm back. With a brutal yank, Ethan reached into Alejandro’s sleeve and pulled something out. He held it up for the room to see: a card. The crowd erupted into a frenzy of whispers. The dealer rushed over, inspecting the card with wide eyes. Ethan’s lips finally curved into a smile—a genuine, dark, and predatory expression of delight.

On the day she was admitted to a prestigious university, I unexpectedly crossed paths with Hazel. This Hazel was nothing like the pampered girl from her past life. She was frail and battered. She was dragging a misshapen leg, and her body was covered in scars. Her clothes hung in tatters, and her gaze burned with unfiltered hatred as she stared at Joyce. I instinctively stepped in front of Joyce to shield her from Hazel's glare. But my action seemed to agitate Hazel further. Tears streamed down her face as she stumbled closer and called out, "Mom!"

“Kevlar threaded with obsidian and moonstone. It won't stop a direct silver bullet, but it’ll slow it down enough for your healing to keep up.” “I’ll take it.” I also picked out a military-grade semi-automatic rifle with a modified long barrel and a scope. “Standard ammunition,” I told him. “I’m hunting humans tonight.” “And that.” I pointed to a retractable silver sword on the wall. The blade gleamed wickedly, etched with pulsing runes. Viktor whistled. “The Nightfang blade. Enchanted silver—cuts through supernatural flesh like butter. Twelve thousand.” “Sold.” I walked out with a duffel bag full of gear. If Tulcero wanted a war, I’d give them one they’d never forget.

Middle-aged, handsome in a cold way, with silver hair and those burning red eyes. "My name is Malachar," he said. "And I've been waiting a very long time for an Eclipse wolf to emerge again." He raised a hand and dark magic exploded outward. We scattered. The battle began. My friends engaged Cassandra's circle while Cole and I faced Malachar. He was fast. Faster than anything I'd ever fought. I dodged a blast of dark energy and countered with a slash of claws. He blocked easily. "Impressive," he said. "But ultimately futile."

“Yours! I’m yours! Please…” The memory of Luca’s broken voice didn't bring the satisfaction of victory. It brought a sickening, heavy wave of disgust. Adrian looked down at his own palms, almost expecting to see the bruises he had left on the boy’s delicate wrists. He had forced that verbal surrender, but the cost had been catastrophic. When the heat had died down, and he looked at Luca lying shivering, naked, and discarded on that cold marble counter, Adrian had felt a cold horror spike through his veins.