Evil Lair Novels & Stories

She exclaimed, only to throw him off the scent so to speak, Fuck, that scent! “You are here for Intel, the easiest way to get that Intel is for me to give it to you, no?” Valaria sighed and gestured for him to lead the way, after only a minute or two of walking they came upon a large warehouse type structure, cold block stone wall and even a corrugated steel roof there were no windows that she could see and only a single large roller door with an inset standard door, as they approached the door swung open and out popped a young female couldn't be any more than eighteen she was clad from head to toe in green fatigues like the US army used to wear in the sixties, she bowed her head which was c

All he can hear was the sound of a kid crying for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." The voice of the little girl sounds familiar, Doctor Morgan was in fear that moment, but he tried to keep calm despite the creepy scenario. He tried to looked around but he can see nothing but the blinding darkness, he heard the voice of the kid, chuckling, laughing and crying out for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." "Who killed you?" "Mentris... Mentris.... He will come to kill you Doctor Morgan!"

I yelped and hugged Ethan, burying my face in his chest because the dirt and dust scattered. “They know where we are,” Ethan mumbled, changing into wolf form to escape from the woods. However, before he could sprint away, we heard another explosion, which blew us away this time. Despite the detonation, Ethan didn’t let go of me as we rolled on the ground before hitting a large tree to stop us from resonating. “Ethan! Natasha! Glad to see you two reunited!” We both glanced up at the atmosphere when someone spoke under the megaphone. I coughed and almost covered my ears from the noise from the military helicopter where Allen was peeking out. He looks delighted, looking down at us like an ant h

Without any further contemplation, I walked out of the marquee, unable to muster enough motions or strength to even run, or tears to spill from my soulless eyes for that matter. The indestructible power of evil had been shown to me for the very first time, and the innocent soul of Madam Maxima paid the price and perished torturously. My frozen mind bubbled one crucial thought as my legs forced their way of out of the place, that my dream of a life filled with peace and bliss, lay far from my reach…as I viewed myself stuck in the never-ending realm of evil….

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!!!!!!!!!!!!"

“Lia is the Seeker. Nessa is the Breaker. One can locate the source, and the other can sever what has been created around it. Together, they can reach Orson.” “Where is the Moon Grave?” I asked, already knowing I wouldn't like the answer. “Beneath the ruins of Northern Vale.” My stomach dropped. Northern Vale was supposed to have been destroyed completely. Every story I had heard described it as a dead territory, nothing more than ruins left behind after the old conflicts. “Northern Vale doesn't exist anymore,” I whispered. “It was never destroyed completely,” Evelyn corrected as she looked toward the distant ruins. “Someone made certain the deepest part remained hidden.”

“But I know Elara wants the truth. And I know where to find it.” Elara swallowed the lump rising in her throat. “Where?” Lucian hesitated for a moment, then said, “The Ruins of Valmere.” A chill raced down her spine. The name alone was enough to send fear coursing through her veins. Valmere—once a stronghold of magic, now a place of ghosts and forgotten nightmares. A city that had burned to the ground centuries ago, leaving only whispers of its cursed past. Vesper let out a quiet scoff. “Of course it’s Valmere.” He turned to Elara, his voice clipped. “And I suppose you’re actually considering this?”

“But it’s not over.” Elias appeared behind them, his gaze steady despite the weight of the past weeks. “Can I come?” Bain nodded. “You’re part of this now.” The team geared up and moved out toward the coordinates — an isolated manor nestled deep in the Carpathian foothills. The air was thick with mist and memory, a place that whispered of forgotten sins. Inside, the manor was a shrine to Valeria’s obsession. Mirrors lined the walls, reflecting fractured images that seemed to watch, to judge. The centerpiece was a room bathed in cold blue light, where Valeria had conducted her last and most secret experiments.

CHAPTER 126 “Cover up the Young master!” said Emmie to the mercenaries. Joshua went inside the house to see what had happened to Ryan. Ival Vanlimz beaten Ryan badly. When Ryan didn’t moved and fainted he immediately opened the secret passage on the floor. “I knew that I need to escape now but wait me bastard Joshua, I’ll take to you everything you have!” said Ival furiously. The secret passage is a secret tunnel that connected to other places. Before Ival escaped, he started to lighted with a fire to burn the house, so that’s no one will noticed that there’s a tunnel underground.

They looked around for the statue, but it soon appeared that their search was in vain. “Oh, come on,” June said. “If I were an evil warlock who is trying to kill three of my students, where would I hide my secret lair?” “Secret layer?” Madison asked June. “Come on, Chan. Every evil bad guy has a secret lair. That is where they keep all their evil stuff. Like for example, an evil statue that is keeping us in this evil orphanage,” “Ok stop overusing the word evil, April G said it’s starting to get annoying. Besides if there was an evil lair, I am sure we would come across it.