Evil Husband Novels & Stories

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

I lean back and Keith rolls his eyes before getting up and walking away. Now, it’s just me and the silence in the room. Many thoughts raced through my mind. Sometimes I wish I had a normal life like Emily does. No enemies. No pressure. No bloodshed, which happens often. Even if I have Emily forgive me for my actions, I don’t think she would ever like me because of who I am. I am the devil and she is an angel. Sometimes I even hate myself for who I am today. Is it because of my dad? Or is it because of my wrong choice?

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

his eyes were as sharp as the tip of a keen knife. The sound of the club scraping against the floor hurt my ears. His aura was so frighteningly deuced that I even deemed him to be the scariest man I’ve ever seen in my nightmare. But honestly though, ghosts and poltergeists were scarier. I didn’t like them, especially Valak. He must be Valak’s son. On the bright side, he’s the coolest devil I’ve seen so far. He’s taller than me and as I recalled, he’s the foreigner who slipped badly because of my ID. That's his karma and he have to deal with it!

But as I peek down the balustrade and see his mangled body splayed on the landscape below, I still can’t help feeling a wave of despair at the very pit of my stomach. First Hendrik. Then Father. Then Uncle. None of them are perfect. Hendrik had enabled this to go on for quite some time, but in the end he had the agency to do what he thought was right. Father was a bad man, but I saw his purity when the whole cabin I was in got burned to the ground by my very own release of power. Uncle Osman, on the other hand, was just evil right from the beginning. And I don’t know if this is just my own good memories of him sabotaging and going against my head right now, but it’s hard to believe what he h

“You are an evil, vile person.” “The same evil, vile person you could not get enough of. I am the same evil, vile person you have been staying with in this palace for more than half a year…the cunning lycan who never touched you without your consent, the bad boy who made you feel what it truly meant to be a loved, respected woman, the vile man who killed one of his court members when he tried r*ping you. And when you sensed your mate, you suddenly do not want me. What does that make you?”

I press the play button and instead of it playing music just as it's name implies I heard my grandfather's voice,he actually recorded his speech and it says thus; "Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

“And that is the problem we have at Alkhemi. There is way more Evil than Good.” Rome smirks. “Okay?” “You said the evilest of the Kings was King Darius. Now, King Darius is dead. The air is a little clearer now. The King who caused the people’s pain is dead. The King who made the vampires cry is dead. The Kingdom of Vrys would surely get better after such an abusive King. Watch and see as the Vampires heal and thrive forward at the absence of such King.” I move closer to him, our skin almost touching. “But you should know that you are also evil. You killed King Darius. I would call that hypocrisy if I were you. You are just as evil as Darius, Rome.”

"Oh, you have it all wrong, mother dearest. The devil never possessed me. I simply let the him fuck me instead. And it will be you who will be rotting in hell for your sinister acts." "You're a filthy whore. I should have given you away the second you were born. You did this to me. You are to blame for all the evil things I had to do. You should have died instead of my perfect Eve." A dark chuckle erupted from Lucifer as he leaned forward on his throne. His crimson eyes glowed as he looked down at the waste of space before us.

She grinned and carried on with her task. “He's a bad guy, though.” Lordes chuckled a little as Delilah responded frankly. “Everyone should behave accordingly, Miss.” “It's wrong, however. Still, evil people are awful people. Maybe God has cursed him from the moment he was born," Delilah muttered. "Don't talk like that, Miss. If Mr. Harristian hears, he can get furious," Lordes rebuked. "He's not here, so he won't know. Unless you tell me about him." Lordes smiled and shook her head.