Evil Sister Novels & Stories

“Brooklyn, you are a good woman with an evil past. We both are friends and apart from that, I don't fell anything for you. Stop all this your lustful thinking about me. the only woman I love is Gu Olivia!” “That son of a bitch! That woman that has her pussy tuned by men? How could you possibly love her? She is a devil! A serpent who deceives people. She deceived you, Emily is not your child. she can never be your child!” She yelled and gripped the bed with both hands.

"Heather, I don't care if you hate me or not. Call me names or tell me things whatever you want. But I will wait. I believe that time will come that we no longer need to treat each other like this anymore. I want us to get closer. I will patiently wait." "Oh, don't wait!" I chuckled, annoyed and pissed. "Because that time will never come. It will never happen. And stop acting like a protagonist. It's true that you're an excellent actress since you excel in acting and pretending, but you can never deceive me. You're a disgrace to the movie of my life. You're a nuisance. The kind of villain with no brain!" "Sister, please don't be like this," Hyacinth pleaded with her trembling voice. I think

Vimar and Brage sink into the grass, while Indra manages to stay upright. "Your friends aren't as strong as you are. You're interesting, little girl. Who are you?" Indra raises her chin, looks defiantly into the fairy queen’s bottomless black eyes and replies in a strong voice: "I am Indra, the Devil's Daughter." Melia's backing away. Her companions make hissing noises and the ashen fog retreats several meters revealing blossoming wildflowers underneath. Melia raises a hand and the fog stops. Then she turns back to Indra and studies her from top to bottom. "I didn't know Lucifer had a daughter..."

" Most people hover between good and evil, and they just have a murky aura. The problem is that people who lean toward evil present to her as monsters. The more miserable they are, the more grotesque they emerge. Now, about one month ago, she was doing a job for a man whom she had never met face to face. She unknowingly accessed a file that had been flagged to tip off the FBI–an agency tasked with finding and arresting criminals. Unfortunately, when she saw her client for the first time, the FBI was closing in on her. As the client approached, she realized that she had made a mistake. He was, in fact, a very evil person. He presented to her as a demon, with a disfigured face and red eyes. Sh

Two World The world was divided into two it was the world of human and the world of the immortals. Ambrogio is the name given to the world of the immortals. Ambrogio is divided into four territories and these are, 'Vlademort' territory of vampires, 'Wulf Mensis' territory of wolves, 'Deitas' kingdom of gods and goddesses, Maguš territory of witches or wizards. And the last is Orphan this is the kingdom under the earth.

“And who is that? Whose name did he call?” Alex hesitated, eyes flicking to the glass where Darrius still sat, smirking at nothing. “Can I ask you a question first?” “Yeah. What’s it now?” He shifted his weight. “What will you do if I tell you who the person is?” I didn’t even have to think. “What else? I’ll make sure that person dies a cruel death. Eve is mine, and nobody dares touch her family. I promised to avenge their deaths.” My voice hardened. “But that doesn’t mean Darrius is free. That man was a murderer too. Anyway, enough of the too much talking.” I shook my head, frustration boiling over. “Tell me who that is.”

All he thinks about is his dick. "You're an idiot. You don't understand what this means, so let me enlighten you. Eva is Maverick's twin sister. Both of them are the last remaining pack members of the Last Nightwalkers. They're not only the strongest wolves in the world, but they're also hybrids. Eva is a hybrid witch, and Maverick is a hybrid warlock. I had a witch place a spell on them so they couldn't use their magic. With Sienna's help, they could ruin us." His mouth falls open, making me feel like punching him in it. Before he can say anything, we get a mindlink.

And maybe it should. Because I’m Eva. The fifteenth Executioner. The only girl. The outlier. The mistake. The miracle. The ghost on the battlefield. The shadow soon to be revealed.

"I'll tell you, just chill." "Do you think I will? No." Eva responded with all amount of determination to know what went on at our fateful meeting. "Susanna is a wild and evil wolf who neither fears nor respects anybody, she either drives to death or imprisoned anyone that stands in her path. I'm really eager to hear the proceedings." "She said she's doing this for my own good." "What!" Eva screamed with her jaw dropped and eyes wide open. "Yes, she did." I nodded my head, adding in unison to the statement I made last.

But she is precise, unaffected in movement and intent. The elder female leaps between us, raising wards. “Stop her!” It only gives Evelessa the opening she needed. In a blur of movement, she disarmed me and stood over me, eyes hungry. “I didn’t want this,” she said softly. “But you forced my hand. I gave you time for repentance, but you chose not to. Then you gathered traitors, but get this: on this day, you will all burn to the ground in this room, and your ashes will remind every single person to fall in line.”