Evil Under The Sun Novel Novels & Stories

18+ WARNING: This story is intended for mature readers only and contains explicit sexual content, strong language, adult themes, and mature situations. Reader discretion is advised. *********************************** Nineteen-year-old Dev Varma was born with a curse. Under a blood moon, anyone he kisses becomes violently in love with him. Dev has survived four blood moons by locking himself in his room until sunrise, but one rainy night, he breaks his own rules and goes to a Christmas party. By morning, he has cursed three men: Julian Vale, the college junior he has wanted for months; Nico Hargrove, his cruel stepbrother who kissed him as a joke; and Victor Hargrove, his mother’

Then I asked, "So what else do you like, Valente?" His lips twitched at the way I said his name. "I like when people don't ask me personal questions" I rolled my eyes. "Shocking" A small smirk. "I like whiskey" I lifted a brow. "That's it?" He shrugged. "I don't think about what I like" "That's sad" He tilted his head slightly. "And what about you, Juliana?" I swallowed another spoonful of ice cream. "I like books. The smell of rain. Chocolate cake or anything chocolate"

Eve I woke up slowly, sunlight filtering through the half-open blinds, painting soft stripes across the ceiling. My body felt heavy in the best way—sore, satisfied, every muscle remembering exactly how thoroughly he’d taken me apart last night. To be honest, I waited for the regret to hit. The shame. The self-loathing for crawling back to him, for begging him to sleep with me, for letting it happen again. But it didn’t come.

The plane lifted through the twilight, and Manhattan dissolved into a blanket of starlight. Ten hours. Three time zones. One life, buried. I did not look back. West Africa. Dawn. The sedan jolted down a dirt track. Smoke from cooking fires tangled with the scent of fever and despair. A mother knelt in the dust, cradling a boy no older than five. Purple lesions bloomed across his neck. His breath hitched—a fragile bird trapped in a cage of bone. Evola. Nearby, a line of children waited silently outside a thatched clinic, eyes hollow, arms marked with IV scars. One girl clutched a rag doll, whispering to it: "Doctor will fix you."

Valerie had woken up to him at four in the morning to find him perched under her, licking and fingering her to get her ready for his tremendous sex marathon and all she could do was to take what he’s giving her, until it became too much for her to handle. “My girl is a squirter.” Donovan grinned at her, before claiming her mouth before she could say anything. Valerie groaned in pain when she felt him bite her lips, to taste her blood. A bizarre action of his that she didn't find alluring, is he a vampire? Couldn’t he keep his cruel nature away from her at least? What’s so sexy about tasting her blood when they are intimate? The young lady had no idea but feasted on the sheets when he felt hi

If only they knew the type of man they were talking about, they would even want to save her away from him. This wasn't what she planned her life to be.... Even though she wanted to get married so badly but not Eros, not a man like him talk more of a demon like him. A man whose darkness leave inside of everyone, a man whose everything was based on evil, nothing but a monster. "What's going on with you? Aren't you happy?" Evelyn asked and she just scoffed. "Can you girls just leave me please. I just want to be alone" She yelled.

“You know, she told us how Ms. Tanis taught them the truth. Told them what it really means to be the Sun’s child. Why would a god who aids in the prosperity of our life be bad? If anything, some could say the Moon Goddess is evil. Every 29 days we get a new moon. The moon is shrouded in darkness. Based on that, the dark is sometimes seen as evil. Do you want to be considered evil?” “No! I’m not evil.” I scoffed. “So you think. Ignoring your daughter, treating her like she’s invisible, and doing absolutely nothing for her would make you evil in the eyes of humans. You know that. We’re supposed to be better than them. Did you forget what we witnessed when we went into the human world?”

“But if you lose, I want you to climb to the highest point of the school, strip off all your clothes, and tell everyone you’re a fucking bitch.” My heart sank. Every time I thought our relationship was improving and he was starting to help me, he’d come around and humiliate me all over again. Any tiny bit of gratitude I felt for him helping me against Layla vanished right then and there. Maybe I should never believe he has a good side. This monster is just pure evil. “Are you kidding me?” Odin gritted, red with anger. “No way Riley is doing that.” Ezra raised an eyebrow, throwing my own words right back at us: “Why? Are you afraid?”

“Then let’s ruin each other properly.” The sun began to set behind the skyline outside. Shadows painted the walls of her office in golds and blood-reds. And in that fading light, Evangeline held onto him like a prayer finally answered. They were two broken creatures, made whole by something that didn’t ask permission, only demanded devotion. They had survived everything the world threw at them. Now, they would survive together. _Thank you dear readers for reading. A sequel might come soon or not... about Kaia And Draven_

“I am. Our only real problem tomorrow morning will be Alas Mayit, the Corpse Forest. The road to the Sun School takes us straight through it.” “Isn’t Alas Mayit where that dangerous devil-worshiping cult is based? Wisnumurti and Senopati Bantala were talking about them the other day.” “Yes. Outsiders aren’t allowed in there. Anyone caught will be sacrificed to the demons.” Nyai Soma’s face went pale. “Th-then... which way are we supposed to go?” “We go straight through.” Rinjani smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry, Auntie. I’ve been trained to infiltrate enemy territory without being detected. I’ll get both of you through safely.”