Evil Names Male Novels & Stories

This seems odd and Angelica wanted to know the reason for their argument. "Why are you so wicked? Angelica wouldn't forgive you if she finds out what you are planning to do." Pamela spat out. "And I don't fucking care. She will never get angry at her father because if she finds out what am planning to do, she will give her life for my happiness. You very well know how much she loves me" Gerald pouted. Pamela gave him a menacing gaze, she didn't just know how to convince this man to change his evil plan against his daughter. Angelica is never worth evil things, she's just an innocent girl who craves to be loved by people and now her father is planning to kill her, sacrificing her blood to the

Although there was still a weak breath, he was almost dead. After a while, Caspian sighed. "If I had known that you have done so many evil things, I wouldn't have let you die so easily." Even someone as strong as Caspian still felt uncomfortable about this fellow's evil deeds after he had just finished browsing through the memories of Valdis Goth. The words evil and cruel were probably not even one-tenth of the evil things that Valdis Goth had done in his life. Some dark cultivator could even be considered as kind and amiable when compared to Valdis Goth.

“You always need a villain, don’t you? Someone to blame. It can’t just be you. It can’t be that maybe she saw you for what you are.” My fists were trembling. My throat was tight. “And what am I, then? Tell me.” He leaned in just slightly, his voice cutting through me soft but sharp. “You’re your father’s son. Violence wrapped in charm. A boy who calls obsession love.” I swore under my breath, pacing two steps, three steps, like I could outrun the sting of his words. But he wasn’t finished, no, he wanted to slice deeper. “You think she’s safer with you?” Valerio said, voice low, almost pitying. Then his mouth twisted into a blade. “The man who slept with his own blood?”

MALEVOLENCE— THE QUALITY of causing or wanting to cause harm or evil. The man with dark hair, whiskey eyes, and a face sculpted so perfectly that it surpasses the beauty of Greek gods, stares at me, malevolence dripping from his gaze. "How's married life, fratello?" Alessio's deep, rich voice dripping with an Italian accent cuts the silence lingering in this room. (brother)

' Was the only words I can think of to describe the following situation. " Your father is not a bad man , you shouldn't hate your father when you grow up. I'll always keep you safe," I heard Eva's murmuring. Bad man? I guess Rubex is not a bad man in the eyes of Eva. LoL, he was already married to his fated mate and after her death, he decided to settle down in the South and work for Blood Moon Pack. Kindness of Alpha he paid back by seducing Alpha's mate and getting her pregnant with his seeds.

"I have come here tonight to occupy the primary chair of the eastern sector, representing my father, Alpha Evander Pierce. I highly suggest you remember your place before the true crown." Dominic’s face twitched in visible disgust. His patronizing smirk hardened into a venomous, hateful glare. He leaned in, intentionally raising his voice so the surrounding nobles and foreign press could hear every sordid word. "Your father is a rotting relic, Valeria, and you are a traitor. The moment you abandoned your pack for a Vanguard bed, you signed away your rights. You surrendered your womb and your loyalty to Kaelen the Destroyer. You have absolutely no legal or moral right to speak for Alpha Evand

“I’m sorry Eva, it’s just that you are incredibly young, and though I am not old by any means, I am too old for you. Or rather, you are too young for me.” When I answered him with a laugh, Valen’s eyebrows scrunched together, and he glanced away from me. Was he serious? “You have got to be joking?” “No, I’m not, you are clearly little more than a child, and though I feel this insane connection with you, I can’t act on it, to do so would be criminal.” “I don’t understand. I’m nineteen, I’m of legal age according to wolf and human laws?” Too young? For a human male who had only ever seen the inside of a classroom or a laboratory? He had to be joking.

“I hate how full I am. I hate that you didn’t even ask. I hate that my mum thinks you’re respectable.” His lips brushed my neck. “I love that she does.” I gasped. “Oh my God, you’re evil,” I hissed, my voice cracked and trembling and way too high-pitched to sound intimidating. “You’re not just evil. You’re like evil with a capital E. Like if Lucifer had a cock and a mansion and a fucking six-pack and ruined girls for fun while their mums were on speakerphone thinking he was a God-sent father figure..that’s you. “That’s who you are. You’re the reason I’m going to hell. You’re the reason I’m going to wake up tomorrow with a cross carved into my thighs and no hymen and a permanent tremor in my

Celina held the ball but didn't make any attempt to pass it back, saying, "Don't feel like it." "Why do I keep seeing you everywhere? Are you stalking me?" Who said we wouldn't meet again, yet here you are before the day is even over. Well, that's good. This gives me the opportunity to confront you about this morning as well. "Are you paranoid or something? Who's stalking you? I know you're here; I haven't come before." The man was not only arrogant and womanizing, but also delusional. Celina felt sorry for his seemingly wasted good looks.

"Those bastards..." "They really went too far this time." "My name is Xolvion. Xolvion Valous by the way. I am the youngest son of the demon lord of the Valous kingdom, and next in line to his throne." "Unlike my brothers and sisters, I didn't inherit any magical power or crazy strong abilities. Nope. I'm the bastard son of a lowly Succubus that my father fucked a couple of times. For some reason, unknown to me, my father chose me as his next heir to the throne, a hornless bastard, good for nothing."