Evil Stepsister Novels & Stories

The king and queen of Themiscera along with the other residents of the palace had all woken up, and had come out of the palace to witness the chaos. The fierce battle between good and evil had erupted. Agregor tried to sink his venomous claws into her, however, Helena was too quick for him as she swished her sword viciously and made a slash on his shoulder. The beast howled in pain, but instead of retreating, he grabbed Helena’s plaited hair and tossed her away. She was sent flying away, but instead of falling miserably, she performed a backflip and landed safely on the ground.

As Eve walked into her house, she locked the door shut behind her and slouched to the ground directly at the back of the door. Her house gave her the cold and sharp welcome as always. The stale but trenchant wind hit her, just like it normally does. Eve let out a sharp bowl of wail, the air broke into different layers as her scream hit it. She proceeded to covering her face with her shaky hands as her scream transgressed into vibrating sounds. She crawled up the stairs and into her room.

Eva entered the Dark Divine Holy Land's great hall with her stage-one major martial god cultivation, near-perfect mastery of the Divine Patching Technique, and the Saintess token. Under the shocked gazes of the sect master and elders, she became the new Saintess—and a living legend. Despite gaining supreme status, she never returned to take revenge on her family. She simply let them live or die as fate decreed. Of course, any requests from the Cork family were flatly rejected. No one dared oppose the youngest Saintess in history. But Eva's youth came with a price. Naive and believing herself to be invincible, she never bothered with safety precautions while traveling.

Medea prayed, using all of her powers. "You'll never be able to stop me, I made you, I have control over you," Tsillah said to the sixteen-year-old females. The three females exchanged grins as if they had won the globe. "Oh, Tsillah, how naïve can you be?" Eve chuckled. "You're getting old and impotent, and you didn't even notice us weakening the links between us," Isis remarked, feeling a wave of relief rush over her. "Calder will fall on you." Medea longed and begged for volcanoes to gobble this evil witch.

she continued. “But why?” Evie was expecting this question. Why? Why not? “Do you know how to remove those things?” Evie asked, and as expected again, the two had no answer. “Actually, do you even know what those are?” James and Richard both looked confused. “Aren’t they ghosts?” they asked, and Evie shook her head and chuckled. “Those are not ghosts. Those are parasitic elementals,” she said. “Elementals?” Again, the two boys were clueless and Evie sighed.

“What’s my name?!” They shook in fear. I could hear their harsh breathing, the thumping of their hearts. I couldn’t control it anymore. I wasn’t even rolling it and the fire kept getting bigger. I heard screams. I loved them. Harsh, terrifying laughter bubbled up my throat. With all my strength, I pushed it in their direction. My knees buckled under the force. I could feel the energy leave my body, and it left with a scream. My eyes burned harder. “It’s Eve.” I said, when the fire was centimeters from them. “It’s Wicked Eve.”

His sister is Eva. Eva: A Russian vampire and a leader of a resistance outpost that fell to the Nero family. She has snowlike hair that goes down to her shoulders and blue eyes like her sibling Dmitri. She loves her brother and knows more about him than most. She gets captured and held by Primrose. Her powers can manipulate the wind and air.

------------ ----------------- Three hours later . . . ------------ ----------------- "Never . . . EVER . . . ask 'How bad can it be?' EVER!" Henry said as the six "heroes" returned from their less than illustrious outing. Banshee and Lillian had been right. Some sixteen year old girl had attempted an "off voodoo" ritual to make a boy at school like her and had accidentally brought a next of EFIs into the Earth realm. EFI, as Banshee explained, stood for Evil Fucking Insect. They looked like ants, except for being six inches long, glowing yellow eyes, pincers that could bit a normal man's fingers off, and an extremely tough hide. There had been thousands of them wandering around, trying to g

The only one who could bring Eva back. My pack's old healer, Grey Wolf, had told me the tale years ago, but I hadn't believed it until Eva died. A half-witch, half-wolf child, born under the blood moon, with the power to reach beyond the wall of death. The power to restore what was lost. My phone buzzed. Raven, my Beta. "What did you find?" she asked. "She's at Celeste's cabin. With Elias." "The Alpha who tortured her? Why would she—"

I can only hope that she keeps that throughout her life. Little Eva is Calista’s mini me. Calista is constantly spending time with her. Every time someone is upset around her, she crawls into their lap on instinct then snuggles up close with them. The feeling when she does that is calming beyond words. Even when she’s not in our laps, she is constantly emitting her calming waves. Her waves are so strong that we had to cast a spell on her so that her waves would never go any farther than the room we were in. That will help keep anyone who might seek her out for nefarious purposes away.