Novel & Cerita Evil Sister

Alex can see the blood staining my shirt and this only serves to make him more desperate to get away from the chains. "Katherine?" Alex says in surprise, "I thought that you were dead!" She shakes her head and mutters, "You never can trust jocks to understand, can you? I am not Katherine, you fool, obviously she is dead. I am offended that you would suggest that I am anything like her. It is quite insulting. My name is Elisia and I am a demon." "A demon?" he spits, his body begins to shake, as if he is willing himself to shift.

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.’

*****Elvira’s POV***** "But, why?” Erika asked me again, wanting to know why I suddenly believed her instead of following her brothers who wanted evidence. I sighed, reaching out a hand to pat her hair slightly, and smiled. "I might not have known that Lavinia girl personally, but I do know that she is evil-minded. She is a desperate bitch too and would do anything for power.” I said, my gaze fixed on her window, the night sky precisely.

he whispered, voice low, dark, teasing. Her fingers slid over his chest, tracing the ridges of muscle as she closed the last inch between them, lips brushing his. “If I can’t kill the devil…” she murmured, voice trembling with fire, “then when I take my revenge… you’ll wish for anything but death.” Her eyes locked on his in a promise. “I will make you taste tears of blood, dear devil.”

"Do you really want them to kill our children?! What is wrong with you?! Why can't you just come out and talk to them?! Why are you being so evil?!" The words echoed in the tense air. Ivy's eyes narrowed slightly. "Evil?" she repeated slowly, almost amused, but there was no warmth in it. "You think I'm the evil one here?" She let out a faint, cold scoff. "You all are standing there begging me to walk into a trap you can clearly see… just so these men can spare your miserable lives. And yet I'm the evil one?" Her gaze turned sharper, colder. "You already know exactly what kind of men brought you here."

She's looking at me with a look that implies I'm a moron: "... Of course I am. I know I'm still young, but I'm good. I won't limit myself to one customer when I've got enough energy to take on one after another. I have a whole reputation and network to build." I'm devastated on the spot. The first woman I feel attracted to is a whore with ambition and plans to expand her business. I jump when I hear a knock on the door. Alvize's head appears in the frame, and he apologizes profusely when he meets my murderous gaze. She quickly turns her head to the asshole who must be in charge of putting her in touch with the other VIPs at the fucking casino. "Didi, we need you. It's an emergency."

she announced randomly. "And..." "And I want you to get me a crystal glass dildo," Haletta said while she checked out her breasts in the mirror. I gasped. "What the hell Haletta!" I laughed. She turned around and crossed her arms. "I'm serious." I immediately stopped laughing and looked at her with wide eyes. I swear this woman is something else. "No, I will not get you a dildo, why do you even want a dildo Haletta?!" "Oh you know the usual is to randomly shove it up people's ass when I'm bored or curl my hair with it." she sarcastically let out.

He asked, crossing his arm, and the other hand, pinching his nose bridge. Finally, we received further notice. "They're at their lair; with a lot of men and guns on their side." Damien was quick to move. They immediately went to their lair with an angry look on their face. Damien's patience was running out as he went to their hideous base. "Where is my wife?!" He yelled, greeted by the henchmen of the Hyenas. "Your wife? She's not even your wife yet. Either way, you should thank me. I sent her to heaven," says the man who came from the dark, nothing more other than that piece of trash, Eric. I clenched my first, and pointed a gun straight to his face. His men immediately pointed guns towards

Her shoulders relax, and she gives me a grateful look. “Thank you. My name is Emlda. I am the Goddess of faes and magic, so I am also the Goddess of witches and warlocks.” People swallow when she says that. Milan and Ashless hurriedly stand to bow, but Emlda waves her hands. “That will not be necessary.” She says, looking at Ivy insead and sighing. Ivy in turn crosses her arms and narrows her eyes. “Goddess Emelda..” “Please, just Emelda. We are all family.” She answers with a small smile, tearing her eyes from her angry daughter. Ivy’s aura is building to something suffocating and dangerous. I sigh.

Supposing I stole said necklace, how the hell did she see me when she wasn't even there? “Take a look at their faces, the answer is clear as day.” Nila prompted and I obeyed. I could see the slimy grin on Isla's face, carefully masked by faux anger. Her eyes seemed to be communicating with the maid, as if double checking and it clicked in that moment. I should have known, these bitches will stoop to any level. I thought that I had seen the worst of it all but I was obviously dead wrong because these women were pure evil and there was no depth to their wickedness.