Evil Husband Novels & Stories

“How’s your sleep?” Hellion’s total impression of Xegris was a scumbag, arrogant freak who would hiss his displeasure every day in her ears. He was an unfeeling b*st*rd who always had nauseating thoughts and of course, a goddamn perverted mind. He was the very embodiment of evil. His beauty was unparalleled in this world and he was a very impatient jerk who loves to order people like a tyrant. Hellion thought at first that God was really blind and petty for letting a person like him exist.

"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

she cried desperately. She seemed to realize I would not agree, so she squatted and covered her face to sob loudly. When I turned around without hesitation and walked away, her malicious voice rang out behind me. "Luna Hill! Don't think that you've won just yet! You're so cold-blooded, you'll get what's coming to you!" I did not flinch. Karma was real, and I intended to be her karma this time.

My mind drifts to Savannah fuelling my hunger to save her, my hunger to survive. How can I let her live in the Villa with such a monster? A man who doesn’t have an ounce of empathy within him. Does he have no compassion for women whatsoever? I’m sure there are laws in the Elite Families bible about harming women and children. He's the devil incarnate, a grim reaper with a heart as black as coal, a grinch who steals joy and a boogeyman, who haunts your dreams all rolled into one. Don Valentino is like a dark and stormy night, causing the air to grow thick with the stench of fear and desperation.

One of them had a pale and cold-looking face. The other man had a pair of drooping eyes and a fierce-looking face. He also had many souls circling around his body. Even from afar, people could tell he must be an evil person. Leyton Oslon, an elder from the Wicked Tribe, and Eesa Hewitt, an elder from Darkness Sacred Land. Their name had been widely heard of as they had been level nine supreme paragon for a long time. Most importantly, they were famous for killing people.

meanwhile in the sky good angel : Did you listen he wants to abduct her evil angel : let him good angel : but that devil will hurt her evil angel : did you forget who is she good angel : what do you mean evil angel : she is viranica roy no less than a devil good angel : he is cruel evil angel : you'll see what will happen

"So many times, we tried to prove we could be civilized, that we aren't monsters, but again and again you Thompsons have come and destroyed what we work for, poking us until we break." "I can be a monster." He bared his fangs threateningly, moving close to my neck until I could feel his breath inches away. His voice dropped to a whisper, " Now that I've finally found one Thompson, I can destroy all of you. I could take your body as mine to drain and pick apart to pieces. Or perhaps…" His lips curled into a sly smile, "....mine to fuck until you're nothing more than broken leftovers." He moved away, eyeing my body darkly from my toes to my terrified face.

I growled lowly inside my chest and they looked at me. "She is Eve Daemonium. She is the new slave master has bought for himself." Salvador replied and I gritted my teeth. I could remember that day. Justin came to master, asking for help. I was there with Master Adrian that day. I wanted to kill Justin at that moment. He dared to lie to my master. He said she was a blood lust slut. One of the wild kind, who can not control their blood lust. They would do anything to get blood. That no one would accept her because of the lust she always felt for blood. If that would be true, she would have toren Hayden apart.

Of course, he didn't want me. I mumbled to myself as I crouched on the floor, the slickness down my inner thigh cooling in the fresh air. You foolish girl! You still fantasize about him. You hopeless idiot! I cursed my stupidity for believing that Nathan might want me. How could he ever want me? He loathed me. He resented me for shaming his beloved little bird. I had been the villain in their love story, always ready to prosecute the poor heroine. Or at least, that's what he believed. That's what they all believed.

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.