Evil Lust Novels & Stories

"Everyone witnessed it, Ms. Hartman, that you were the one who instigated this debauchery on your own! The Hartman family's century-old reputation as a respected military family is now ruined in your hands. Let's see if you'll still actually have the guts to face anyone after this!" Her words stung me. I simply couldn't understand what kind of evil spell she had to have cast on me to put me in such a horrible and wretched situation, even after my rebirth! The intense pain somehow brought a brief moment of clarity, and I struggled hard to get up and flee. However, I happened to glance at my pale face in the mirror just then, and a flash of realization suddenly dawned on me. So, this was how s

The possessive pressure made her clench hard around him. “Keep talking,” he ordered. “Dirtier.” Vespera moaned, the sound cracked and shameless. “I’m your filthy little fuck doll,” she said, voice wrecked as she kept slamming herself down. “I wake up aching for this cock. I go to sleep dripping because you won’t let me come unless I’m on it. I want you to ruin me. I want you to fuck this cunt so deep I feel you in my stomach. I want to come all over you while I tell you how much of a cock-slut you’ve turned me into.”

His free hand dug into my hip, fingers bruising, holding me exactly where he wanted me as he fucked me like he was trying to brand himself inside me forever. “Fuck, Eve,” he snarled, breath hot against my neck. “This cunt is sucking me in, milking me like it never wants me to leave. You’re gonna take this knot again, aren’t you? Gonna let me lock you down and flood this greedy little hole until you’re swollen with me.”

My eyes were growing heavier as his fingers glided across my skin. “I know I shouldn’t… but I like you far more than I have any right to,” I muttered. His fingers froze instantly but I was too exhausted to overanalyze it. I yawned, slowly giving in to sleep. I’d been kidnapped twice, all for sins I didn’t commit. But is it really hell… if I love the way it burns? “Don’t say things like that, Emilia. Men like me don’t come with happy endings.”

Every brush of his hands, every push and press, set my pulse racing—not just human desire, but something far older, wilder. My wolf snarled beneath the surface, teeth bared, claws itching to mark him, to claim him, to tear him apart. Julian was no mate—never my mate—and yet the curse throbbed in my blood, twisting pleasure into something sharp, something dangerous. Last time it happened, I had killed the poor human—just a few decades ago—my beast shifting into something beyond my control, raw and merciless. So I forced myself to let it be felt through human skin, to taste it through lungs and veins, rather than let the beast surge forward. And even as I struggled, even as my body screamed wi

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.

Hazel could not wait for Eliseva’s next step. She had to leave the huge mansion as soon as possible. For Eliseva, she really won’t mind throwing her in front of hungry men. She did not need to prove what she said because Hazel had seen how ruthless the lady was. She does what she says. And when it comes to money, then nobody can stop her mind to turn into evil. She does what a devil does. For the money, she can cross every limit to get it. The amount of greed in her was more than the limit.

“The curse chose well. I will return with Lena tomorrow. Together we will find even better ways to worship you.” Giselle could only whimper softly, too exhausted and overstimulated to form words. As Valeria dressed and left, the golden curse pulsed warmly inside the witch’s belly, already hungry for the next devotee. Giselle’s hands drifted weakly between her legs, fingers brushing her abused clit. Even that light touch made her hips jerk and a fresh trickle of slick drip from her ruined cunt. She was no longer in control. And the terrifying, intoxicating truth was that she was starting to crave the moment when she would have no choice but to beg for even more.

Those were my victims, my prey, and it felt so good to claim more and more of those damned souls without even really having to try, all because of something as simple as an inflated ego or a poor poker face. No one had ever got one over on me, no one but the sliest of them all. The viper that none of us saw coming. Lilith, the cold-hearted bitch that was after my own heart. And fuck did she get it. She held that thing in her hand while it took its last few beats. She was a vixen, a damned goddess who was painted red with my own blood. A sight to be seen, one I could never erase from my mind even if I wanted to. The look of pure savagery, with a smile on her lush lips and no spark of remorse

He was successful in clearing the sky but they all heard angry cry of Serenity and dark clouds gathered again. Valerina looked down where hybrids has rounded the woman who is dark blue like a venom, her long hair were swaying with the angry wind. She was looking like a demon. Sharp fangs are out which can tear anyone in half. Her growls were literally shaking the ground. Valerina gasped when she threw fire at Lucifer who tried to grab her. She wonder if Augustus can also threw fire from his mouth like his mother. "She won't stop until she finds Carlos"