Evil Within Ch 9 Novels & Stories

Illebayi screamed, sweating as she tilted Jamie’s neck in an unhealthy position. Jamie groaned in pain. Struggling to escape the hold. For goodness sake, just tap out. “Fucking tap out!” Illebayi screeched, extending Jamie’s head further between her legs. Jamie shook her head, trying to escape but not wanting to tap. Tension filled the air, my teeth digging into my nails. “That’s a shame, you will not be missed.” Illebayi’s eyes glowed, green flames were all over the ring as Jamie’s screaming melted into nothing. Goosebumps crept over my body as I watched Jamie’s body melt leaving nothing but watered-down flesh behind.

CHAPTER 133 Author's POV Evelyn stood on a rise, her silhouette sharp against the bruised pre-dawn sky, her gaze fixed on the unfolding carnage below. The Bloodwood warriors, once proud and disciplined, now shattered into desperate fragments, were being systematically torn apart by the very packmates they’d once called brothers, twisted and enslaved by Evelyn’s dark magic.

A malevolent aura emanated from her, crackling with dark energy. "Finally," she hissed, her voice echoing through the chamber. "The culmination of centuries of planning." Lucian moved in front of Aria, shielding her from Evangeline's gaze. "You won't get your hands on it." Evangeline laughed, a chilling sound that reverberated through the chamber. "Oh, but I will, Lucian. The Heart chooses its own." Suddenly, the ground began to tremble. The carvings on the walls writhed, their eyes seeming to follow Evangeline's movements. The air crackled with unseen energy, and the Heart pulsed with an intensified light, casting eerie shadows that danced across the chamber.

"They just want to supress you... This curse that they all are talking about is a lie. It's just a excuse to make your life hell... They want to hurt you just like they did to your mother... Poor Eliana, they killed her when she was unarmed." Valerina looked at him confused. "Then what do you want from me?" He smirked. "I just want you to know the truth... Those people are evil... Augustus is evil and there is no darkness like Serenity, look what she did... She is not worthy of those powers... We need to fight with them. You have to avenge your mother's murder." "How?" She asked. "You are weak now... I don't want to risk your life but you can help me to allure them in this trap... Once I tra

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

At that moment, Absolute Evil appeared before them. Chase had advanced to stage three of the martial god king realm so quickly that she, as the weapon spirit of the innate weapon Greedy Wolf, had not finished adapting. She had been asleep all this time. Now that the Book of Life and Death stimulated Chase, Absolute Evil woke up. Inside Chase's sea of consciousness, she saw an unfamiliar woman holding a whip and grinning wickedly at Chase. Absolute Evil instinctively assumed this woman was up to no good. She rushed over and shielded Chase. "You! Out!"

He showed her no compassion and that's when the young woman felt that her cause was truly lost. For a moment, the young woman could hardly breathe. No! Not now... she said to herself. Not now... She began to make the hundred steps under the vigilant eye of the man. She was choking... She had more and more difficulty to breathe and in a last look of pity towards the man, she felt herself losing her balance... She closed her eyes and fainted. Before closing her eyes, she had time to see the face of the stranger who had caught her in time... Black hole... ***

Her pleas for mercy turn into desperate gasps, her voice reduced to a mere whimper. Tension hangs heavy in the air as our gazes lock once more. The silence is punctuated only by the sound of my dark laughter, an unholy symphony that resonates through the depths of her fear. I revel in her vulnerability, her every shuddering breath a testament to my power. "You thought you knew darkness, Julie," I sneer, relishing in the torment that engulfs her being. "But you were wrong. This, what you see before you, is the embodiment of true evil. And I... I am its master."

she heard as Skarra thundered toward her again. She reached the elevator panel, slammed the emergency call button, but there was no power as the demons aura had killed the grid. She spun to face them, hands up, wrench bloodied, and lungs aching. Malik was rising again, slower now, black fluid dribbling from his mouth. “You are marked, Evangeline Cross,” he said, voice deeper. “You will not leave this world untouched.” The wrench fell from her numb fingers. She backed against the wall, heart in her throat.

He just shook his head, a look of genuine respect mixed with hatred in his eyes, and allowed himself to be taken into custody. Only Elvira remained. She stood alone, abandoned by her father, by Vincent, by Arthur. She looked at us—standing together, unbroken, stronger than ever—and for the first time, I saw fear in her eyes. “You think you won?” she whispered, her voice trembling. “You think because he left, it’s over? He’s right. The world is coming. And when it does… remember this moment. Remember that you woke the beast. And remember… blood always calls for blood.”