Evil Lives Here He Haunts Me Everyday Novels & Stories

“Okay, that is so gross.” “What?” “A chewed on finger, and it’s not been chewed on by an animal.” That made Ian all but gag. “Oh god, seriously? Why would someone do that?” “If they are alive? For power? Undead? A desperately sick need for life force.” Yolanda carefully stepped over the evidence. “We’ll pick it up on the way out. If it attracts anything to its by scent, then I don’t want it on my person.”

"He asked them to kill me." "For a reward of course. That thing on your neck. It's pure power." Her tone returned back to normal again; gently, calm and angelically peaceful. "Or pure evil." "They have ears you know. Even I am somewhat terrified of those kinds of demons. For they are lost and alone. Those kinds of beings can be the most unpredictable and dangerous." "Even for you?" "Even for me." Then a question I'd wanted to ask for a while now, popped up from my head.

I watch with glee as blood the color of tar splatters everywhere. Without a thought, I move close to one of the hives and hover my hand over their bodies. The locusts move with my movements but do not attack. Curious, I try it several times with the same results. I’m so entranced by all of the death that I don’t realize Lucifer is behind me until he talks, “What the bloody hell is happening here?” Turning around, I look at him and sneer. I know that I shouldn’t be acting this way, but something inside me refuses to care. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t the devil.”

My tone is pleading with him to leave peacefully. He seems to sense my desperation because he flashes an evil grin, one that suggests that he's not going anywhere, not without a fight that is. "Why? Don't you want me to say hi to the human?" "James." I warn. "I'm sure he would like me. I know I would, I can smell him and it's been a long day, I think u need to entertain myself." My eyes widen as realisation hits me. Sky is bleeding and I remember Amelia saying something about demons feeding on humans just for the sake of it, oh no!

Evie said, a cold, calculating light entering her eyes. The hook of their plan didn't rely on bullets or encryption keys. It relied on the one skill Evie had mastered long before she met a Mafia King: **the power of the dead.** Before she was a writer of novels or a "widow" of a ghost, Evie had been a writer of obituaries. She knew how to look at a person’s life and find the one sentence that defined their end. She knew how to dig into the pasts of the powerful to find the rot they thought they had buried.

My leg somehow started shaking so I started turning round the hall to see if there was any sign of a pointer pointing at me then I would know where my fate stood. "Maybe no one is here. But why did they invite me to an empty hall, am I supposed to be talking to myself or feeding the walls the information I brought." I whispered to myself but even with my low tone, it seemed to echo in the hall. It was an underground hall, which made it very simple for the chairman to carry out every one of his evil deeds. As those words left my mouth, a voice asked; " what information do you think you have?" My heart raced as I heard the almighty voice of the chairman with his question that looks like he kn

I asked him, my eyes looking into his green eyes before I averted my gaze to stare at the steed which seemed to somehow be looking at me as well. He hummed, "there is a tale of an evil that wanders the villages and towns. An evil that none have set their eyes on. It only comes out at nightfall, killing those who dare wander the streets or not lock their windows and doors. It drains it's victims of their blood, leaving their carcasses dry and horrid." "If such is true, then why are we out here?" I asked him, panic thick in my voice as I suddenly looked around in fright and waited for whatever this evil may be to suddenly attack me since I was aware of its existence.

Hadn’t that article I read suggested that Alexart glows with a blue light in the presence of evil forces? Did my glowing Alexart imply that there were some evil forces here? I stood up and started looking around frantically. I felt an iciness course through me. It wasn’t like the cold I felt in the ice cave, it felt something more terrifying. My heartbeat reverberated in the well and sweat poured out of my pores. I took out my phone and tried to call Eva with shaking hands but a sudden stench caused me to gag. It was like the smell of rotten flesh. I looked up to see a hooded creature.

The sound echoed through the room like a gunshot. I backed away from it like it might crawl toward me. My chest heaved, sweat slicking my back. I wanted to throw up. I pressed both palms to my face and let out a long, shivering exhale. This… this wasn’t just obsession. It was evil. Xavier was a monster. And Isabella..my Bella..was with him. And Eva… No. No. No. I grabbed my keys, phone, wallet..everything I could. I didn’t think. I didn’t pack. I just moved.