Evil Names Male Novels & Stories

“You’re... a vampire.” “Times change, kid,” Igor said, slinging a massive arm over the bench, leaning back. “Your female doesn't care about bloodlines, only results. I train the young elite. Your boy, Valerian? He punches like a runaway freight train. Needs to work on his footwork, though. Too much like his old man, from what I hear. Arrogant. Heavy on the left pivot.” I watched from the head table as Evan’s expression shifted from guarded suspicion to utter shock. He glanced over at Valerian, who was sitting a few feet down, ignoring his father entirely but watching Igor with a look of gruff respect.

“Revan—” “Fuck that. Do not ‘Revan’ me,” he snapped, anger flashing through his voice. “Why would you even say something like that about yourself?” My hands rose to cover my face. “Do not pretend not to know what I mean. Have you forgotten who I am?” “You are Baevera.” “I am also Eve the Red Mask, and Vera, the snake-inked whore.” My lips trembled. “Do you have any idea how many males have—”

“But he can’t let me live, Damien. He must have found me. Evan was probably the one driving that car the other night. They’ll kill me when they find me, and anyone who is helping me. Anyone close to me is in jeopardy.” “I’m not without my own resources. I know it must seem like Evan and Victor are infallible, but they’re not. They’re just men.” She shivered. “I’m not sure they are. They have no conscience. Evan actually smiled as he shot Gerry. He liked it. And Victor, he’s not any better. He gets Evan to do his dirty work, but he’s just as evil. They have no honor. They don’t fight fair.” “Oh, baby, neither do I. Not when it comes to protecting those I love.

"Seriously? Are you seeking justice here… for an evil man?" Emily scoffed, and the class erupted into mocking laughter. I clenched my jaw. Whenever I heard this story, I always felt curious about it. Killian Bloodthorne was undoubtedly a vicious man, but I didn’t like Viv Ironvale either. Just because he was a lycan and was on our side, he escaped the consequences of all the evil things he had done. In my opinion, he was just as evil as Killian Bloodthorne, he simply managed to escape the blame. But it seemed I was the only one who thought this way. Now I regreted asking that question.

He leaned in slowly while tilting his head towards the side a soft blue shade overtaking what was once dark brown eyes his hair looked as if it was turning white during the process as well causing me to smile lightly while pushing the messily fallen hair back to stare into his eyes causing him to smirk for a moment before leaning back reverting back to his fully human form once again matching the other six boys with their brown eyes and hair. My smile drops as I turn to look at Ivan, catch his gaze already on me a bored look in his eyes as he stares at me causing me to glare at him. "Ylpeys, also known as pride or vanity for his constant thought of being better then anyone else, the thought

He really did, but the ticking of the clock on the wall felt like a countdown to his execution, and he couldn't keep it in anymore. "Uncle, please," Evan started, his voice cracking. "You can’t be serious about this. Not her…Not a bloody Valente." Maxton didn’t look up and didn't even blink. He simply turned a page, the crisp sound of the paper sounding really loud in the quiet room. "Raina Valente is a pit bull in a skirt, Uncle!" Evan’s voice rose as he gained momentum, his hands gesturing wildly. "I’ve heard stories about how deranged and unstable she is. She spends her nights in underground cages punching men twice her size for fun. She’s a total misfit! She attacks people without a reas

Valkerie nodded, her reptilian eyes blinking slowly. "Yes, Evana. You are the reincarnation of my first master who was mated to a hybrid. He was a werewolf and a witch but I did not root for him. He was evil and cruel and he wanted to use my master to take so many packs by force," she adds as I brush my hands through Moonlight's fur. "You must be careful. I don't think Zanicus is going to let this opportunity slip off," Valkerie says in warning and I furrow my brows.

She continued: "He says Gael's not the same anymore; that he's worse than before, that he can hurt us if he finds out, we're here. Mr. Vos talks about Liam's father like he's a demon and Albany like she's little. Of Gael as if he could be everywhere as if his eyes were the walls, the roof of the houses... My son's father is a sovereign asshole, but to say that about someone like him sounds so weird... I honestly don't believe him, I don't believe Leonel. Or... I do believe him, but... it all seems so far-fetched to me..." "It's not crazy," he interrupted.

Domenico I was a little bit uncomfortable when the two prince introduced their selves to me. "I'm Edward Stefan Domenico .. The second prince of Vlademort. It's very pleasure to meet you Rosalind." He took my hand and kissed it. His hand was so cold that even his lips kissed my hand. "My name is Henry Casper Domenico .. The third prince." It sparingly introduced itself and also kissed my hand. "It's nice to meet you too .. Princes of Vlademort." I bow to them.