Evil Husband Novels & Stories

He facepalmed himself "Which one?" James laughed. "What the hell is wrong with you. You sick son of a bitch." Damen frustratingly said and hit his shoulder. “Ow… that hurts,” James said while holding his shoulder. “Good. It should.” “But think about what I told you.” He smirked again. “Okay. Master James.” He brought his hands together and bowed in front of him.

All their faces changed. “Your slave?!” Hansen’s face darkened, looking deeply insulted. “We are Lycans. How can we be slaves to a werewolf like you? Not to mention you’re…” He paused, then forcibly swallowed the rest of his sentence. I knew what he wanted to say. It was definitely another insult about my mother. I was the homewrecker’s daughter, so I was naturally morally flawed. “That’s my condition. Why? Are you afraid?” I raised an eyebrow defiantly.

She could still hear the cry and agony of her parents being burned alive by humans. She was a young girl that time and they happily live in the village of Analem. Analem was a peaceful village and the villagers were kind towards one another. But their family has a secret. Leni's mother Fani, was a Badblood, a shape-shifter and Fani hid it to other people except to her family. Leni never feared her mother for she knows her mother is not evil and will never do bad things to others. His father, Ayeil, was a human and she loved Fani with all his heart.

Valkerie nodded, her reptilian eyes blinking slowly. "Yes, Evana. You are the reincarnation of my first master who was mated to a hybrid. He was a werewolf and a witch but I did not root for him. He was evil and cruel and he wanted to use my master to take so many packs by force," she adds as I brush my hands through Moonlight's fur. "You must be careful. I don't think Zanicus is going to let this opportunity slip off," Valkerie says in warning and I furrow my brows.

I ask urgently. “When the day comes that you yield to the woman with hair as dark as night, lips the shade of cherry and skin like milk; when you allow her evil to bleed within you… pay heed, for then, shall you bring doom to the world.” He says, I can see the layer of sweat on his forehead as he struggles, his eyes flickering from green-gold to red. My heart clenches at his words. Evil. Am I evil? I don’t know what to make of that. I refuse to believe that I am… what have I done that is so wrong - that makes me evil?

Defeated. Clenching my chest. You're evil. A monster. A demon from the pit of hell. I abhor you, and I want you dead. “Ah. I am evil. A monster and a demon. All these names for me alone. Uh?” He blurted out.

“No! No! Brother Aquarius! You don’t only reject and refuse me cruelly, but you can now insult me, can now judge me so hellishly and heartlessly with all your blunt words. This is all because of that shit and bad ass Evania Luqman. What I do today isn’t wrong... What I do today is merely my natural instinct to seek revenge for that shit and damn Evania Luqman who’s been treading on the countless broken pieces of my life as well as happiness. Just get this and die you, Evania Luqman!” “She must be quelled right now, Aquarius! There’s no point of making her sober up while she herself doesn’t want to, while she herself really enjoys sinking inside her evil attachment, inside her vicious perseve

On the evil side, the obvious person that come to mind, is definitely Hades. The big bad death tagged as Hades is a being that defied the powers of fate itself, burnt a multitude of witches, rained death plague on earth, destroyed fertility of the soil and even did more. Other characters as well, not just Hades have been given the evil tag resulting from their actions and personalities. On the evil side, their are various species of brings, ranging from gods to demons to even fates themselves.

Vivian replied. Indeed, even if he never hurt her, she would never have liked him. The line between good and evil was always clear to her. Good people were good people. Villains were villains. All claims of involuntary actions or forced actions were simply excuses after one’s choice was made. Regardless of time or place, one’s reasons were no excuse for committing evil deeds. He chuckled gently and mumbled to himself, “That’s right. I’ve forgotten. I’m a villain. A lowlife.”

“For permission to rest?” “No, for helping me to thwart the power Herrera tried to hold over me tonight. I’ve realized evil only begets worse evil. My uncle shaped Herrera into the monster he is now. There is no placating wickedness, as my mother and grandmother had urged. There is no coexistence with it, for its sole purpose is to destroy good.” She thought of Ysalane and how the woman had become evil to survive it. “If you try and do those things it only gets worse.” “You speak true. Rest, and we’ll talk of this later.”