Evil Leafy Novels & Stories

Thick purple vines shot out from its spine, twisting through the air like wild whips to tear her off its back. "Get off me!" Eva screamed, her voice filled with pure, unyielding rage. The golden light under her skin flared bright, spilling out from her palms and flowing directly down the steel length of her tactical blades. The moment the golden light touched the purple vines, the plants withered and burned, turning into black dust before they could wrap around her arms. She scrambled up the creature's massive, shifting shoulders, her boots digging into the rough, bark-like skin. The heat rising from the beast's neck was searing, smelling of sour ozone and burning copper, but she pushed thro

I watch Lana as she happily hums while she prepares the ingredients for this special dish as to what she calls it. I don’t know but all the ingredients she has collected are leaves and some black berries in a size of cherries if it in our world world. I think that is like the counter part of pepper. I tried tasting it and… my gosh! It’s way too spicy and bitter. “Lana, can you tell me everything about Evetora while you’re at that?” I ask her bored as I play with the fruit I have taken from the basket that has this yellow and green color in a shape and size of an apple.

“We’re inside a quantum-stasis loop. We can get out, but we’ll need an anchor point outside of your mind, Evryn.” Her heart thudded. An anchor? “There’s... something,” she said slowly, standing. She turned to the largest tree on the hill. It was bent slightly, its bark silver-etched, its roots spread like arteries down the slope. And carved in its trunk, weathered by time, were three letters: E.V.E. Elara froze. “You carved that?” Evryn nodded, barely breathing. “When I was five. Before they took me.” Kai stepped up. “Then this is your anchor.”

Blood flowed through her open wounds into the ground, while Leon stood back watching her every move like an owl. Any wrong move and he was prepared to intervene. He watched Evelyn squat to the ground as she drew an enclosed circle with her blood. "Mirac Aplex Ethion Insidious!," She chanted with her arms outstretched. Her parched eyes gaze upwards as though yearning for a sign hoping against hope she would pull it off. She looked up at the sky thrumming with the anticipation of release. The wind became a tyrant as it roars and groans bending the distant trees, knee-length grasses and splintering branches. It blew and molest, bringing with it mountains of clouds that reek of evil.

And while what she said wasn’t false, he wished that it were. “I know that you are worried for me. But if Ivor is right and that flower is our best bet at waking Lam up, then I want to go searching for it with you.” Lily said seeing that Mane was silent. Ivor told them of a plant, a plant called Revival Grass. According to Ivor it was a plant that could forcefully wake a person up. It was mostly used by the resourceful to forcefully open the eyes of a dying relative and have them leave behind a will or last words. But the plant was so rare and precious that it was difficult to find. There was one reliable place where it could be found however – the Dark Valley. It was a dangerous part of the

With hands on his hips his attention still on the darkness, he replies “I’m not sure.” Leneve also stands, taking Morgan's hand. Black vines begin to creep down her arms, her yellowy-green eyes lighting up and turning a shade more yellow. “Evil.” She says with disgust as if she could taste it. “Yggdrasil is close. I can feel her.” The cursed Lycan shudders dropping Morgan's hand and pulling out a small round glass vile. She holds it in her hands and utters a few words, the vile in her hand begins to glow brighter and brighter until it resembles a lightbulb, casting a ray of warmth and comfort across us all.

My hands burn in the cuffs, my body useless against the silver’s choke. Evelyn steps closer, her boots clicking. “You know what I love most about this?” she asks, twirling a slim dagger in her hand. The blade glistens wet green. Fuck, wolfsbane. “It’s not even Nyra who gets to start with you. It’s me.” She slashes the blade close to my cheek, not touching, but the fumes burn my skin anyway. I flinch. Her eyes sparkle. “Oh yes, this will be fun.”

Praning na ata ako. When I got to the hut I immediately approached my bike. But I was stopped by a piece of flower placed in the basket of my bike. I watched it. It is a rose and surprisingly it is not red. But black. Only now have I seen this pink color, the leaf into is brown. I took the rose from the basket and examined it. Its leaves are not dry. So instead of worrying about why there is this rose, I just threw it on the lawn.

Camden asked. "The Evil Eye is a deadly curse, it's characterized by a pair of glowing purple eyes for the user, amd only the target can see these glowy eyes, it only takes a few seconds for the curse to set in. It's like a time bomb, the user can just choose whenever they want to finally kill their target. And when they do, the curse inside the target will attack every organ system in their body, the pain gets too much that the target doesn't feel anything anymore, but one thing that's sure about the Evil Eye is that, once it's in, it's sure to kill," Genevive replied. "We're up against real shit here," Camden stated.