Evil Parent Novels & Stories

“We killed the elders. We bled the council. We burned the old ledgers. We took the throne in blood and teeth. And still—still—his shit clings. Like rot in the roots. Why won’t it die?” Valentino exhaled slow, smoke from the earlier cigarette still lingering on his breath. He leaned back against the glass table, arms crossed over his bare chest, wind tugging at his white hair. “Because Father didn’t just rule,” he said quietly. “He built something worse than a pack. He built a cult.” The word landed heavy between us. I stared at him. “A cult.”

Vera said as she arranged back the used dishes, "No! I can't dread you, why would I?" Valerie said holding Vera's both slender hands and scowling straight into her two eyes, "Tell me, perhaps this has anything to do with my dad?" She asked, it had gotten obvious when vera said it might hurt her. "Yes, You're not a slow wit, after all, Your father enslaved me and about 50 other girls, he killed our parents and sold most of these girls to baby factories where they are raped and forced to birth numerous children, sold as sex slaves and lot dreadful things, Your father was a wicked and evil man, such a man should not be called a mafia lord this is totally different from a mafia lord, he is a dev

The way she left let me know she had been shaken up and I was sure a talk with her dusty dad was imminent. That fucker. He had been plotting all these years. Another power-hungry, selfish prick. I could never imagine sending my pup out to do my bidding, risking their safety in that way. It seemed the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. Him being the apple and Marcellus being the old fucking rotting tree. Apparently, his bloodline was just tainted, because there was no way it was a coincidence another male was born with the same evil dwelling inside.

She remained calm. "I thought our son might be the push she needs to be a better person. Not necessarily a better mother but a better grandmother at least. Perhaps a good mother-in-law as well. As long as she stopped causing you trouble. She was evil, but I didn't wish for her to die." He confessed.

Not even losing his mate could make Zev as psycho as his dad. For my own sanity, I need to believe that being able to do something as evil as what Zev’s father did was always inside of him. An event can’t make you evil. Some are born with those seeds of evil already inside of them. Something as horrible as losing your mate, especially the way Zev’s mom died, does change you, but not like that. I need to believe that it can’t turn you from a good dad into a raging lunatic. Whatever the reason for his dad’s change, after what happened to Zev, I can’t do anything to betray his trust.

Similar insults had been thrown at me countless times since childhood, and Evita seemed to think I should still not dare to resist, but she was wrong. I continued to wield the whip, ruthlessly striking her. This whip was a gift from Orathe; it used to be her weapon. Soon, horrifying blood marks appeared on Evita's body. Looking at Evita lying on the ground in a sorry state, I spoke condescendingly, "My mother is the Carnage Queen of Blood Dawn, Orathe Dyess. My father, Irwin Heimann, was appointed the Alpha of Black Furies by Magaly. You need to face punishment for insulting and offending my parents!"

I can see why my father wanted to stop him because he indeed turned into something eviler than a demon. What can be eviler than a demon? The world...no, the whole universe is still being discovered even in the pits of the unknown. Demir wants power and the woman, he loves to return the feeling, but my mother, seeing the woman she is, can see how much of an ass Demir is. Even if he's my uncle, his temptation of greed, jealousy, and power already consumes him to the point that no one can stop him. "Demir, what have you done?" Mother whispers, stunned to see Demir in this form.

“Would any of you be okay with being locked away by the one that you love?” All heads shake in the negative, frowns forming on most faces. “I would have ensured that that could never happen again, perhaps with a spell that puts me in control of the one that I’m with.” Jamari squeezes my hand as Rieka’s voice floats past her lips. “So now the theory is that my Father was the villain and created the evil creature that Eve has become?” Remiel pushes his chair back from the table, frustration causing his muscles to go taunt.

"Have you ever thought of that?! I'm sure even your parents were decent people!" "Don't you fūcking say shįt about my parents from that filthy mouth."He growls in an abrupt threatening tone, eyes going frigid. Ignoring his threat, I proceed to condemn and shaming him. "You're evil! I don't understand how anyone sees any good in you! You're the one who should be eliminated! You're even sicker than that crazy girlfriend of yours! You're a criminal scourge upon the world! You're a psycho killer! I'm sure if your parents were alive-"

Because of that holy shit, Eve's mother was forced to give birth and even committed suicide because of the pain, depression. Now that Eve was born, she was tormented, suffered from bullying just because she was an illegitimate child, and suffered abuse from the Marvick Clan. The Marvick Clan had been planning to kill her. She received a lot of pain from them, and a lot of nightmares which caused her depression which leads for her to timidity.