Evil Sister Novels & Stories

I narrowed my eyes at her, "Listen slut, insult my mate again and you'll wish you'd sat through that meeting. Secondly, I can tell, you open your legs for anyone who can give you a power trip. As you mentioned before, I have eyes. Why don't you go find a head warrior to fuck cause, I'm not interested. Compared to my mate, you're garbage, so stop making advances." She snarled before scoffing and turning sharply, "Faggots." Cyrus' growl reverberated through the room,

Pots and dishes shattered into pieces, and chairs and tables were overturned, leaving the place in complete disarray. Mayor Kingsley’s eyes were wide with anger, his voice full of menace. “Frank, you’d better give me an explanation. My son’s death won’t go unanswered!” Dad collapsed to his knees, trembling as he repeatedly bowed, his forehead quickly turning red and swollen. “Mayor Kingsley, it was that wretched Eve who caused all this. She’s already dead. I even fed her body to the pigs. Please, have mercy on me.” Mayor Kingsley sneered. “And you think that’s enough?”

I lived in poverty, and I was constantly on the run. I tried to prove who I was, but no one believed me. Everyone thought I was insane. I begged Sia desperately to switch us back. She pretended to agree, then lured me to the rooftop and shoved me from the 33rd floor. The last thing I saw before I hit the ground was her twisted expression, overflowing with ecstatic joy. "With your death, your identity will be mine alone!" she exclaimed. It was only then that I realized the censer Sia had bought online was a cursed relic. She lit the special incense and made her wishes to it. Over time, she was able to swap bodies with a chosen person and steal their identity.

He didn’t need to speak for me to hear his thoughts: How far will she go before she forgets herself? They called me many things now. Some whispered “queen.” Others muttered “witch.” But the name that stuck, the one that spread like wildfire through the underworld, was the one I never asked for, the one I never denied. The Devil’s Handmaiden. From been sold as a Handmaiden into the blackwood mansion, to rising as the queen, the one who stole the heart of the Devil “Dominique”. I hadn’t chosen it. But it was mine. And I would carry it well with so much pride abd dignity.

I smirked mischievously and turned my head towards the window. The car stopped and I signalled Lissie to go. She quickly nodded her head and stepped out of the car. As she was out of the car, the driver quickly drove off. He already knew where I wanted to go. After a few minutes of driving, he stopped the car in the middle of the forest. I stepped out of the car and looked around. I smiled and started walking in the direction of the cave where I had kept my little loyal eclipse all these years. I had saved his life. How could I kill him? I did not kill him. I kept him. But he did not shut up. He kept saying that I was a coward who was trying to hurt an innocent girl. I lost it when he called

“She wasn’t, err, isn’t that evil. She’s just a sex maniac. Gosh, I don’t know if she is or was at this point.” “At this point, she was, but she will soon be a reality again. As for her sexual habits, that is a common trait of the dark ones. They look upon the body differently. It is not the temple to be worshiped that people of a good persuasion tend to believe. It is a tool to feed the dark side with. Darkness thrives on raw energy. Be it sexual energy, terror, sorrow. As long as it’s to the extreme, it becomes their food. When someone has sex, they emit a mixture of physical, sexual, and emotional energy. It’s a powerful cocktail for the dark ones that they crave. Louella inheren

"What if Doctor Morgan was telling the truth? Like there was really an existence of ghost in the cell." "But he was insisting that it was Anika who was crying out for help," Angelic added. "Angelic, I am not sure about this, but, it was not possible to happen. Sometimes, one way to know the truth behind a mysterious crime was through ghosting. The victim asked for help, it could be visiting someone in his dream or invading his real world. What happend to Anika was mysterious, I had encountered cases where demonic possessions took place. And it was not possible that it could happened."

Cover courtesy of eroticdarkfantasy.art on I*******m. ********** This is a particularly dark erotica with horror elements. Please read with caution. ********** A wave of power coursed over me and I suddenly wanted to curl into a ball. His fury was like being caught in a whirlwind. I felt like I couldn't breathe. He shoved me back against a tree and caught my chin. "You think you're a clever girl but let me be very clear. You open this pretty mouth of yours..." He trailed a thumb roughly over my lips. Dragging over the bottom one. "Not only will I have you thrown in WitchFall, but everyone you care about."

Jeniva puffed the smoke of her cigarette into her face again and laughed hysterically “did I go through all these efforts just to come here and untie you?” She inquired and bursted into laughter again. She was acting evil and her eyes were emitting fierce bitterness and hatred. She(Isabella) was scared. She tried to unite herself, putting all her efforts to it but Jeniva came closer and said “how about I help you” And slashed her cheeks with a knife. She screamed and shivered. Blood was gushing and that instant,she knew evil was about to befall her.

Red, raised scars covered this thing from its arms to it skeletal face. It appeared to be covered in oily brown rags, one small, wrinkled breast exposed. This was the woman in his dream. This was the demon living invisibly among the drifter, the death goddess willing his destruction. Tears welled in Abednego's eyes as he heaved and growled. When the light hit her face, she let out a shrill, high-pitched wail.