Evil Inside Us Novels & Stories

"So pathetic." This time it's Elena who lunges towards me, anger moving through her in visible waves. She aims her leg up towards my chest which I dodge easily. "You think I'm pathetic? You haven't been through half of what I have been through." I shake my head. I can't seem to muster the guilt I felt for Elena the day I saw her father abusing her. Growing up worse doesn't justify doing evil. "I don't fucking care what you have been through? You are still evil for killing Innocent lives for sport." I stomp my feet on the ground.

He takes another step back, but I’m quick to close the distance between us, fingers finding the halfway zipper. Come to think of it. The self destructive part of me, the one who was always on the prowl for something to shut out the pain found the darkness inside him and resonated with it. I’d always said he was evil, the devil, but like always it was me who called out to it. "I’m just a replacement for drugs to you.” I scoff even if he’s right.

He embodied that certain kind of innate evil that would goad other children to jump off buildings or lure children under ten to their homes and kill them. In fact, the way Bruce was ready to murder Charlie without him bending his mind more than proved that he was rotten to the core and beyond redemption.

Even though she just wanted to run away from her duties and responsibilities. Eva didn't know what to say, especially if her misunderstanding went that far. After all, there was no way he would bring a devil here and show it to Iris for her to believe. "A devil can't be killed with ordinary bullets. They won't die even if you rip his heart out. Or, even if you crush his body into small pieces, he will still live. I hope you can focus on what I'm telling you. Demons are humans' natural enemies and the most dangerous things on earth." Eva glanced at Iris with a sharp gaze as she looked back.

The loud unknown voice yelled impatiently. Vicoliz slowly walked towards the Spear and was about to place his hands on it but halted. "What am I doing? Vicoliz you are not evil. I am not evil. I can never be evil all in the name of power. This is greed" He yelled. Suddenly a copy of himself dressed in black appeared at his left hand side and spoke "Take it Vicoliz. If you want to be Action god, accept to be evil, grab this once in a lifetime opportunity and grab this spear. Being evil is what is best"

“Hello, Zoe. I’m Maverick Cholámin.” Cholámin? That certainly spoke volumes. I glanced up at Lorna and Finn, who shrugged with almost apologetic smiles. It’s not their fault and certainly not this boy’s fault either. I don’t believe that evil is genetic. It’s a learned behavior. By all accounts, Icky Iggy’s parents were upstanding and good people, yet look at their son.

I let me jaw fall slightly open, still staring at where Valentin was arguing in his own head. “I’ve done a lot of horrible things in my time,” Valenti snapped. “I’ve killed. I’ve murdered. I’ve forsaken the Gods above to cause chaos and malice across the earth. I’ve lost my humanity for years. I am a shell of the person I was before the war. My hope and joy was lost to the vampires the moment we decided to fight back.”

There was only one thing we could do to bide our time, something that would bring us together and give us purpose. “Let’s go fuck up that Sally,” I said, getting to my feet. “Now you’re talking,” he said, getting up.. I’d never even remotely come close to hitting a female in my life, or causing one physical pain, but the moment my eyes landed on Sally Morgan I wanted nothing more than to rip her head from her neck after hours of torture. Her soul radiated evil, self righteousness. She clearly thought she was better than everyone and there was no backing that up. She was scum through and through. How many innocent pups' lives did she destroy for her own gain?

More words continue to fall out of my mouth as Justin stares at me with terror in his eyes, "Emily, whose last name should not be Hart, is going to die, too. She'll get divine retribution for plotting evil against someone who called her family." The old me would feel as horrified as my Beta for saying this aloud. Two weeks ago, it was unthinkable that I would shamelessly own those killings the way I'm doing now. I'm supposed to be wallowing in guilt. Those were all people I should've watched over as their warrior and king. Am I finally coming to terms with the fact that I'm evil and nothing can change it? Not even my beloved white wolf? Or is it that Kerris giving herself to me in spite of t

Evans adjusts the small backpack around his shoulders and sways slightly beneath his weight. Months ago I might have offered him to sit in the tent so we could continue our discussion. After being betrayed by Rebecca, however, my level of trust has plummeted. “I supported this war,” Evans begins softly, "because I believed in my heart that humans deserved their freedom. I was so blinded by that belief that I didn’t realize my view of vampires was becoming unjust. Just like humans, vampires aren’t all evil.” His gaze flickers over to Caius whose expression remains unchanging.