Evil Hero Malicious Edge Novels & Stories

Rumi told Sarah knowing that would make her open up. "Okay, the first thing you need to know about Edgardo is that he is a super genius, he is an evil genius I am telling you Rumi but then again he wasn't expecting that Dean and I would betrayed him if not victory would have been his and Ashland and Kudarma Kingdom wouldn't have existed. In his words 'Always expect the unexpected' believe me, keep that in mind while fighting with him." Rumi listened attentively to what Sarah was telling her. "Okay, why did you call him an evil genius?"

Her blank, expressionless face had contorted into one of anger, her eyes narrowing and her lips pulling back until her teeth were bared. Abednego had stumbled back a few more steps and then had frozen. He felt simultaneously terrified and embarrassed. He has fought horrible creatures, dangerous enough to skin you alive and was retreating in horror from one infant. He got hold of back bag, got out a magic dagger and mercilessly slit the infant's throat.

THE VILLAIN Written By: Rosapearl EPISODE FOURTEEN I was still checking myself in front of the mirror when I heard a knock on my door, I thought it was my mum again. she is never tired of an argument, she love to know everything going on. I don't blame her though that is how our family is. we carry each other burden. "Nor again mum" I yelled, Miller open the door and I was stunned to see Miller. I buried my face in my hand like a soldier that just lost a battle.

The man watched to his horror as the speedster doubled over to the ground and his body began to vaporise, literally, before his eyes. From one dark corner of the room, a tall figure stepped out and the man could make out that it was feminine, even though its face was concealed in some kind of dark mask and not even the eyes could be seen. The stranger walked up towards the 'evaporating' speedster who was groaning uncontrollably the entire time as his body wasted away. She stopped next to him, her heeled shoes making her tower above him before kneeling and stretching out a hand towards his head.

I replied. And that… mattered, because whatever we were facing, this wasn’t going to be won by one group alone. The first of them stepped fully into the light, if I could call it that. It wasn’t a wolf, not really the shape was wrong, too fluid. Edges that didn’t hold, movement that didn’t follow muscle or bone, but something else entirely like smoke trying to remember how to be solid. Valir surged forward inside me, not with rage, but with something far more dangerous: "Recognition." That stopped me cold.

Growing up, he had been my best friend, the cheerful joker when my bullied heart threatened to give up, the voice of reason in my wildest teenage days, and the go-to person when I was in trouble. Now overthrown by shadows and the growing rage, I sniff my tear back while holding my sword with both hands. With no light, I am completely blind. I listen for the attacker's footsteps. As it approaches me, I open my eyes and stab the attacker as it nears me. The Evil side of me seeks to control my body, but I will not give her the satisfaction. Sadistically I twist the sword giving her as much pain as I can. "Beatrice?" Raul's voice comes through the darkness. The room comes into focus as he coughs

The hungry looking rogues circled us, smacking their lips together and growling. Rachel pulled me into her and let out a kick to one of the rogues. She was a great fighter while I just stood their like a useless idiot. Picking up a long stick beside me I poked one of the rogues in the eye making him yell out in pain. Buying myself a few more minutes to think, I found myself wishing I could reach Ben by mindlink. "We're coming. Don't worry." His voice filled my mind and I squeaked in response. How the hell did that happen?

“Okay and while I have you, can you ask if there are any attack spells or anything like that we need to watch out for?” I hear him asking for me but when he returns to the phone, he says they aren’t aware of any but if we smell hemlock or mandrake then we should beware. I thank my father and hang up. “Did you hear that?” I ask Drake. “Hemlock and mandrake. I’m not sure I’ve ever smelled mandrake.” “I’m not sure I’ve ever smelled either, but Kella will tell us if it’s something that smells…evil?” I say, not sure of the right word.

Emberlyn responded, her tone firm and resolute. Before she could laser her focus back to the threat at hand, Emberlyn crashed into the wall with a bone-jarring impact, pain shooting through her body. She struggled to regain her footing, her vision slightly blurred. As she tried to steady herself, she saw what looked like an afterimage of the villain, the dark figure looming over her. With a sinister grin, he launched another attack, this time directed at Keagan.

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