Evil Old Man Novels & Stories

“Such a coward you are to threaten me on the phone. Cannot you just do that in person? Scared I'll blow your brain out?” Elias asked, smiling as he heard the old man growl. This old man is nothing but a miserable man. He was sure that he had gone siding with who he thought was the mightiest and backbone, but dumb enough to play tricks with the wrong family. Not just a coward but a spineless rat.

"Of course, I know. The Ghost Gate is a place that accepts extremely evil people," Henry sneered. "How dare you!" The elderly man was angry. He said, "Young man, you're courting death." "Well, you won't kill me if I don't talk about you all?" Henry sneered, "Besides, who else could do something like burn down the orphanage except you inhuman bastards." "You're courting death!" The old man was furious. He waved his right hand and called for the two men behind him to rush out immediately, saying, "Destroy him!"

The old man is asking too much now,am only twenty eight,and he's acting like am in my early fifties! "Before you object to it,do it for me,I don't want to go without knowing there someone you can have to be with you forever"Grandad said. "Fine, Fine" "I've never asked anything of you since you've been born. It's my last and only wish from you"he said,trying to convince me. "I'll go get you ready to be discharged old man"I said and left the room. JoJo was surprisingly not hitting on anyone,much to my surprise.

The single word crashed through the clearing like a thunderclap, silencing the chants instantly. Every head turned toward the source of the command—an elderly man who stood at the edge of the crowd. Despite his frail body, his presence was undeniable. My father’s triumphant smirk faltered, the corners of his mouth twitching with barely suppressed rage. “Elder Demon, why are you here?” The tension in his voice betrayed his fear. “Don’t tell me you’re here to stop me.” “Yes,” the elderly man replied calmly. “I’m here to do that.” Father’s composure cracked. “Dave,” he barked at his Beta. “Handle your old man or I’ll rip his head off!”

He was peeling an apple with a knife. He wore a black suit. He had silver hair and cold gray eyes. It was the Old Man. Kaelen’s father. I froze. "You're dead," I whispered. "Kaelen snapped your neck." The Old Man smiled. He took a slice of apple and ate it. "Kaelen snapped the neck of a body double," the Old Man said calmly. "Did you really think I would be in the room with a Genesis Wolf without insurance?" He stood up. He walked over to me.

An Oldman around his late 87 appeared on the screen . He whole body had wrinkled and his hair is winter White .He can't walk, properly . He's fragile, holding an walking stick for his limping purpose .The man is fixing his spectacles .So ,he can't identify Sam properly, " Wh....who....are.....y....you... ??? "

The sound seemed to emanate from the shadows, where a figure stood, shrouded in darkness and it was the old asshole my men ready to shoot him with my one order. And he speaks taking a step forward, "I was never a good man, you see," he said, his voice laced with a sinister edge. Olivia, standing across from him, looked stunned, her eyes wide with disbelief. It seemed as if she had always regarded the old man as a guiding light, a beacon of support in her life. But now, his true motives were laid bare before her.

I won't believe it until she tells me who she is herself. "Would you look at this, men? The monster fell in love with the one person who has killed more of his kind than all of us together ever could," the old man laughs, and his minions join him. I knew there was something wrong with that son of a bitch the day we met him in the woods. That's not a father; that's the behaviour of a sick, twisted narcissist.

As soon as my steps went outside, I froze midway to see a man who had been holding down on the ground. Ace's men were grounding on him, pressing their knees on the old man. He looked around over forty something like aged. The scene looked utterly terrifying. Before I had the urge to question or confront Ace, the old man let out a sinister smile. His eyes moved to shift on me, whining in pain and at the same time taunting me, reminding us of our past, " Hello little princess!! "

However, as she approached the gatehouse, saw the janitor: an elderly gentleman who appeared to be about to fall asleep. Sofia smiled, she found it comically ironic that someone like him was receiving a visitor to a building that housed other people's security. "Good evening, Sr. Sorry for the hour." "Oh, no, no, miss. Ehh... yes." The old man cleared his throat, ran his hands over the uniform, and straightened up, waking up immediately. "What can I do for you?" She accentuated her smile, the best she had. After a short time, the woman was inside, walking through the corridors, past the elevators, and up a flight of stairs to floor one.