Evil Mirrors Novels & Stories

When Ival realized that he is no match to Joshua he smiled demonically to Joshua “I’m not an idiot and weak, you’ve ruined my life and take everything from me! So this time I, Ival Vanlimz will announced that you will join me into the gate of hell!” Proclaimed Ival to Joshua. Ival took out his pocket but he suddenly stopped when he didn’t feel anything bombs to his pocket. “What? Did I lost my bombs?” asked to his self shockingly. “you! what’s up! Are you looking for this items?” Said Joshua to him.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

I ask urgently. “When the day comes that you yield to the woman with hair as dark as night, lips the shade of cherry and skin like milk; when you allow her evil to bleed within you… pay heed, for then, shall you bring doom to the world.” He says, I can see the layer of sweat on his forehead as he struggles, his eyes flickering from green-gold to red. My heart clenches at his words. Evil. Am I evil? I don’t know what to make of that. I refuse to believe that I am… what have I done that is so wrong - that makes me evil?

Ivar said. "Look at their intent. Is it evil?" "But what is evil father? Why do we have to live in hiding like this? Those Seekers who came here, I want to know what they want." "Ivar, the emperor himself fears that our existence could hinder his plans in the future. He wants total control over his dominion and he sees us as a threat to his position as the all powerful ruler. You ask what is evil. Evil is a selfish thought that manifests through action— an intention that aims to benefit only oneself while causing harm to others.

CAMILLE'S POV Eva chuckled when she made eye contact with me. I saw the malice in her eyes grow, and she spat in my face. My finely tuned senses could almost taste the iron in the blood. "You have finally shown your true colors," she told me. The manipulation was really never going to end because there was no way she believed she was right in this scenario. Eva laughed again. "Nice horns. You look like the demon that you were meant to be. No more of that nice girl bullcrap."

someone yelled, making my ears twitch. I heard explosions. I heard firings of gun. The whole place was in havoc, and here I am crawling on the ground like a hapless little rabble. I coughed then gritted my teeth, pushing myself to look up to see what is happening. My pupils dilated, and my breathing hitched when I saw who blocks us from moving. It was Auger. I couldn’t even recognize him from this angle. It was as if he was an entire different human. His eyes gleamed with venture, and mayhem. His facial expression were sceptered by darkness, and the only I could see was his eyes that were glowing.

Tyr remained silent for a moment before murmuring, “Are ghosts and evil spirits real in this world?” While Tyr was in doubt, he noticed dark clouds suddenly appearing over God Valley. Following that, an enormous devilish face appeared in the sky. It was so large that it obscured both the sky and the sun. The devilish face squashed down from the air as if the hideous devil was about to swallow the entire God Valley. Just then, Tyr noticed a massive talisman emerge from Jim’s side, fly up into the air, and land squarely on the devilish face. Purple flames erupted in the sky while miserable screams reverberated across the island.

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….

She shook her eyes after scanning his eyes for a while. He let out an inward sigh of relief. He knew that if there was anything Gemma found iconic about him, it would be his eyes. They were evenly emerald and in her words, unique in a way that drew one in like vortices. He had always had contacts on every time they met since he took on the identity of Livian White. Yet at that moment when she scanned him, it felt as though she was able to see through the disguise. She calmed herself and took a deep breath. "I did see a ghost. Well, not a ghost exactly. More like a demon from my past."

To her shaking head, I gritted with determination. “Don’t you see it, E? The fact that you can’t find it means it’s deeply hidden. And people like Val wouldn’t hide something this deep unless—.” “Unless it would destroy him.” “It must be the truth. And it will save my father’s name—the Kratos name—our Blood Moon pack! I must do it.” Eva lowered her voice, her fear increased, “From the looks of it, Val kept Marion as his sex slave, A. What if he does the same to you?”