Evil Within Ch 9 Novels & Stories

"No one knows what exactly happened to him, as he remained like that until he died, being evil and putting fear in the minds of everyone who saw him, but the most probable explanation for it is that they must have had some evil that hurt them a lot done to them, and when they leave and isolate themselves from everyone else, their thirst for revenge becomes the only thing they live for. Their evil side then begins to take over them, engorging their souls until they are evil to the very soul of them." "Because evil is powerful and fearful, this makes them more powerful and fearful too, but it happens only rarely. As you can see, Elliott is only the second. He is now evil and fearful as evil do

She just lost another. "Hahahaha! You think your weak unblooded body can do anything to me?" The Evil ask her and lift her up with her head. "Hmmm hmmm!" Delina mumbles furciously and try to kick Lily with her high heels but the heel just entered into Lily's body and pull of her legs. "Hey...let her go." "Put her down this instant!" Alex shouted. "OKAY!" The evil stated a forced smile and twist Delina's head with emerges force, killing her instantly.

"The Lord Lavigne, stupid enough to give me the kind of freedom I don't even need. The only kind of freedom that I need is the only kind of freedom you don't want to offer. What's the use?" "Enough." I was taken aback by his strange cold and serious voice. "You think everything you say should be followed? You think you're always right? You never wanted to be taught, nor be in someone's subjection. You act so mighty and righteous that you think everyone's inferior. Seriously, how perfect can you be?" "Oh!" I gave a genuine laugh. I turned my back and mindlessly jumped on my bed. "I can't be perfect, especially that marrying you have already made the devils laugh."

I would even declare shamelessly that I'm not afraid of that psychopathic villain. However, things right now are different! I. AM. INDEED. AFRAID. OF THAT. PSYCHOPATHIC. VILLAIN. END OF CHAPTER 9

He strained his neck and roared like an animal in pain. Both the human and the beast inside him fighting to escape the smokey evil twining through him. Filling every vein and darkening every organ until all Chavias could taste was rot. Every inhalation through his nostrils smelled of stagnant death. The feeling of being evil. Of watching your body rot from the inside. “I don’t know where he is.” Chavias roared again. Tossing his head to fight the binding and trying to rotate to turn on Okine. Wanting to escape this worst form of torture.

"Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!" My window suddenly breaks open and breeze blows in full force into my room,a shrill cry echoed in the mist and my hair stood on end,a shiver raced down my spine and a lump came to my throat.It was him.......He stood right at the corner of my room with a smirk on his whitish face with blood drooling down his mouth. "Come and join us".He said stretching out his hands toward me. I moved backw

Chapter 29: A Desperate Stand Evie's breath caught in her throat, a strangled gasp lost in the cavern's echoing silence. Liam, her friend, her confidante, had become a stranger consumed by the darkness. The tendril's corruption had warped him, twisting his form with a malevolent energy and replacing his familiar blue eyes with a chilling red glow. The swarm of creatures, spawned from the darkness, surged towards her, their multifaceted eyes gleaming with a ravenous hunger. Panic threatened to overwhelm Evie, but she forced it down, channeling the desperation into a cold, steely resolve.

It stood up and walked out. I sighed. I want to cry right now. But I don't have to be weak! Grandma needs me. I turned to the sights I could see. But my vision stopped when I saw on the left side, it was far from Sebastian's palace. That part is dark. I can no longer see very well but that place is too far away. That part seems shady. Maybe it's raining. But why just there? What's in that place? Is it still the kingdom of Vlademort? I suddenly remembered the book I had seen earlier so I quickly closed the window and approached the shelf and handed over the book. I turned to Sebastian's exit door earlier. He was not there maybe he went down.

She expected silence but was stunned when she got another reply. “You are surrounded by evil. You associate with evil, one whose power rises as the sun sets. You are evil, and he will hurt to keep growing powerful. He will lead you all to success and destruction.” “Who are you talking about? Who will lead us to destruction?” “He is evil,” was the constant response, the melodious voice turning monotonous. “You are with evil.” “Who are you? What are you talking about?” “Help me.” The voice turned small, helpless. Her back went up, aware of how one can be lured into that trap so easily.

The devil's breath washed over him, sulfurous and cloying, as the world narrowed to that choking hold, the illusion's edges fraying into oblivion. In the hideout, Elian's body convulsed, a mirror to the assault. His hands flew to his throat, nails scraping futilely at empty air, legs kicking weakly as if drowning. Tears streaked his face, mirroring the illusion's despair. Kael's heart seized, panic sharpening into lethal clarity. The devil's influence was bleeding through, strangling Elian from beyond the veil. No more half-measures.