Evil Leafy Novels & Stories

Once we were sure the area was safe, Silas crouched near the supplies and pulled out the wrapped bundle of moonleaf. The leaves were pale silver-green, thin and soft-looking, but they smelled sharp once bruised. Every eye went to them. Odin broke the silence first. “If Camila’s bite is as bad as we think, she’ll come.” Silas immediately said, “Then we say no. They set traps for us. They tried to rob us. They dumped blood on us to get us eaten. Why should we save them?” “Because letting people rot to death is ugly,” Olivia muttered.

I stood, brushing past a glowing crimson vine coiled around a stone pillar and once again, I realized that it was something I had never seen before, not even in the Werewolf Realm. Before I could study them more, Pearl tugged my hand. “Liza, what about this one?” She pointed to a squat, wide-leafed plant with orange-tipped edges, a plant I did recognize. “Ah, this one,” I mused, kneeling. “Okay, so this is called Fireleaf. Fireleaf has strong healing properties. Its smoke calms the body, and its leaves seal wounds quickly. But if it's overused, it dulls the senses and…”

He couldn't continue as tears welled up in his old eyes. Cardy was disappointed that she had no idea about all that but was still happy that her father was alive. James drove them home as the soft country music played. THE END OF MY EVIL EX-LOVER

But he was so stubborn and stupid. Levi was about to part Evangeline's legs so he could do whatever he wanted to do with her. Suddenly, Evangeline opened her eyes. Her eyes were pitch black with red orbs in between. Her skin suddenly changed its color. From rosy pink to icy blue. Seeing the dark eyes, Levi fell on the ground. Her eyes looked as if he was looking into the eyes of the devil's daughter. She stood up and towered over him. "What the hell is that?" Levi yelled loudly as he shivered with the fear seeing at Evangeline.

We were three teenagers locked up in an underground cell on an unknown island aiming to stop a criminal organisation who was operating in the Underworld. “Exactly,” Rachel sighed. “How do we plan on wiping out this deadly Obsidian and locating the Leaf?” I checked my watch. 03:27.

Then she saw the tree and stopped walking. It was the only thing in the entire garden that looked untouched. Not preserved or protected, untouched, as if time had simply made an editorial decision to pass around it. Its trunk was black as a sky with no stars in it, absolute and light-absorbing, and its leaves caught the garden's strange sourceless light and held it, each one glowing with a cold shimmer that was the most beautiful thing Eve had seen since the Dreamveil at full charge.

Their amber eyes glimmered with hunger, recognition, and malice. The man stepped aside, giving her space. “Lead,” he commanded. “Show them what the Flame and Shadow can do.” Eva drew a deep breath, letting the energy course through her. Her hands ignited with fire, black tendrils of shadow snaking alongside, entwining and expanding, reacting to her intent. The wind howled around her, lifting leaves and dust into chaotic spirals, as though the storm itself acknowledged her awakening.

Evangeline figured that was about power, not absence. In the center of the glade, they hit a circle of mossy old stones, all gathered around a willow that looked like it had seen too much. No breeze, but the branches swayed anyway. There were faint, glowing runes on the bark—not even Evangeline could read them, and she’d seen her share of weird. Then, out of the shadows: Eidara. She glided over in these deep green robes, hair silver (not granny style—more like “don’t mess with me, I’ll hex your bloodline” vibes). Her eyes were mossy green too, sharp, and way too knowing.

"Uncle, what's your expression? It seems that my things are not good. Even if they are not ripe, they are better than those on the market. If I hadn't failed this time and been attacked by a group of fierce beasts, I would have succeeded!" The girl couldn't help shouting. "Hmm?" The little girl's words made Zephyr Khan's eyes flicker slightly. Suddenly, Zephyr Khan's face began to change. The Evil Breaking Eye was the evolution version of Lightning Sense. Its function was to penetrate a person's cultivation and characteristics to a certain extent.

I refused to break eye contact as I pulled my club from my bag. It was studying me with pale, clouded-over green eyes before its attention jerked to the left again... mine momentarily shooting up the hill to where we rolled from. The zombie and I made eye contact again as it jerked and snapped at me like a cornered dog, mangled and destroyed...