Evil Servant Novels & Stories

My demons could not help me find Alexa while I fought but the pink things would do. I walked up to them, with authority. I needed them to know who was their master. "I am Elliot Vile, the devil. The King of demons and the ruler of the underworld. From this second to the second you die, you must obey my every command and serve me." They seem intimidated and frightened by my words, except for one that was laughing. He was the shortest but had the smoothest skin, obviously the youngest. I picked the lightweight creature and squeezed its neck. The others shrieked in fear while the creature gasped for breath, trying his best to free himself from my grip.

Something is amiss. Mortal senses can beest easily deceived, mine own mistress. A most wondrous evil was born from the purest. I was speechless because of what he said. That means the evil who turned Agamemnon was long gone. "Then why the demons?" I wrinkled when I asked him. Demons, by the name itself, are already evil. Sushi looked in another direction, I don't know why. Demons art just pawns and influence'd but nev'r taint'd. I am a goodyear, but not tainted. Beast like us is just a tool f'r the most wondrous evil.

And thankfully, till now she has no idea of it, otherwise, I won’t be able to make her stay with me until the wedding. If she knew how powerful she is now, I would be in big trouble, but thankfully my naive Ella has no idea about it at all. I smirked evilly, thinking about my future wife’s innocence when one of the demons nudged me, slightly annoying me. “So, you’re truly in love with that human woman..” He said while looking at me. He is from hell, a slave soul. The dark lord would order him to go and bring people’s souls and he has to oblige all the commands given by the dark lords.

Eleya replied. "Maybe, maybe. But that's not important right now." The serviteur shook his head, "Makamisa, Angel of the Animal Tongue has become a stray, corrupted with selfishness." said the serviteur as he raised his palm against her. Eleya grinned, clenching her fists as she stood her ground. The serviteur slashed his hand in the air as fast as possible, projecting a ray of air that acted as blades. Eleya narrowly dodges them and as soon as she found an opening, a deer charged on the serviteur. He avoided the attack, but another followed.

"Ouch! Did you see the boss? Oh my fucking goodness! He's just so fucking—" "Don't! Don't you dare finish that sentence. I know, right? But look what he and his men did to me, us. I now realize why he's the devil to the underworld. Lucifer is so sexy and good-looking too but from inside he's just ugliest and so fucking horrible. He can change his face to manipulate people. That's what Ivan Volkov is. He's no less than Lucifer." I look at Lucy who gasps and applauds in admiration, making me scowl at her. This bitch's never serious.

She saw my confusion, leaned in close to my ears, and said in a low voice, “He is the definition of a devil's incarnate. He's violent, cruel, and vicious, and rumours have it that he hates women the most. He can kill without batting an eye. Even though most of the big shots in Ivory City would always try to please him and seem friendly to him on the surface, they avoid stepping on his toes at all costs because he retaliates with the worst punishment possible.” Elise said in one breath, looking at me with a look that said, ‘You just messed with the devil.’

Only a piece of the pool area could be seen. "Lo digo en serio (I'm mean it). Lo que Gael y su dulce esposa le hicieron a esos hombres, a Leonel, a Raymond, a todo el mundo; lo que nos hicieron... (What Gael and his sweet wife have done to these men, to Leonel, to Raymond, to everyone; what they have done to us...) Fue malo, incómodo y feo escuchar a un hombre como Raymond describirse a sí mismo como alguien tan débil (It has been bad, uncomfortable and ugly to hear a young man like Raymond describe himself as someone so weak), que se ha dejado influenciar por una mujer como esa (that he let himself be influenced by a woman like that), cuando sabemos que él no es débil, es la maldad actuando

“It feels like I’m just a puppet in your wild game—like I’m supposed to sell cars, then what? You want me to be your assistant? Your shadow?” I expected him to scoff, maybe brush me off like before. But this time, he leaned back, his eyes dark as an oncoming storm. “Don’t you know who you are, Matilda?” His voice was so quiet it almost didn’t belong in a room this high. “You’re the most tenacious person I’ve ever met—and that’s exactly why I won’t let you break.” I scoffed, unable to stop the sound. “Is that what this is? Your grand villain origin story? Because I’m not scared of your bad-boy, torturous vibe. All you do is drag me around, and it’s getting old.”

I muttered. “Evil isn’t really what I call it. You know what you should be more worried about now is your lame husband and his army. I’ve sent him to the devil himself. It’s a shame you didn’t get to witness him get torn apart. Would have been spectacular.” There was clear amusement In Maverick’s tone as he spoke. “What do you mean the devil?” I asked eying him. “Xandros, the awakened 300-year old monster. Something our generation haven’t seen before.”

VALENTINA’S POV “Tie her up and take her to the Dungeon, she will be one of my whores.” Diego Fernandez said in an authoritative voice. His mere presence seems to send chills down everybody’s spine, he is known to be ruthless and emotionless, not minding who he hurts as long as he gets what he wants. Diego Fernandez is literally the Devil in a human form.