Evileye Novels & Stories

And when it went south, he just moved on. And it hurt. To think that everything was nothing. Nothing at all. It hurt worse than any other torture I went through. But I still keep a blank face. And I lie. "No." I am a liar after all. And I'm Evil. I'm so evil that I can eat the God of everyone and shoot the angels dead. Arson for breakfast and homicide as seasoning. Toxins melt in my blood and plagues fear my gaze. Any vice would avoid me and sin can't bare to think of my clawing razing hands. Another dead soul is a piece on my mantle. Heaven dares not reign above me for fear of being grabbed and swallowed whole. Hell turns chilly when my name is mentioned and death runs to a holiday in obliv

Vicky interrupted "Let her die before you bury her. You are always in a rush, I am also curious too, but I didn't hurry her" Eve reprimanded. "I wasn't talking to you, just mind your business and don't yell at me, you are not my mother and so you don't have any right to scold me!" Vicky retorted "Oh, I forgot it's a family trait, poor people always make the most noise like a barking dog!" Eve insults and Vicky rushes to push her.

I yelled and the darkness went I could see the demon, a human muscle with red glowing eyes, I have her" I shouted and my grey fur lit up, I was a hell-hound with fire for fur and red glowing eyes " let's finish this," I said and threw a slash bit moved out of the way " Jack we don't have to do this again, you. will kill yourself and so will she" / " I better try, " I tried again but it just disappeared ," Jack get away from me" Eve shouted to the air " you beast get away from me " she shouted swinging her hands in the air

I know his answer, but I still want to hear him say it. "You shouldn't have been born with those senses of yours when you already had this curse. It's simply unfair. It makes me sick. You make me sick," oh, how I wish to smirk at this. I sighed. "Indeed, it is unfair. However, the biggest unfairness in this entire situation, Prince, is that I was born with those eyes of mine. But what can we do? The Gods made me like this, I did not ask for it. After all, who would ask for the power to see people's death?" When Sohan was done, I turned to Adonis, "How would you feel if you woke up one day, and all of a sudden, you were able to see your own family's deaths? You can't look at their faces anymo

He regretted it the moment those words left his lips. Tears built in Bonnie's eyes. "I'm sor-" "Lorenzo! Come quick, the news." Grace hurriedly said as she dragged Lorenzo to the living room. "21 year old Bonnie Evans went missing Thursday July 13th after being last seen at The Velvet Room, a nightclub in California. Evans was seen with her best friend Becca Jones and is the last person she spoke to before she supposedly went missing. Evans is also described to be blind. She was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa when she was only 14, an eye disease in which the back wall of the eye is damaged. Police investigators only found her cellphone and her guide dog in an alley of Mellway Street. Ev

James briefly loosened his grip enough for me to wriggle free. Darius stood in the doorway. He growled. His face contorted, and with a blink of an eye, he had transformed. Darius in wolf form was terrifying. Fur as black as the midnight sky covered his body. It was longer around the neck, forming a shaggy mane. Hackles raised, snarling and snapping saliva dripped from his yellowed fangs. His gold eyes narrowed. Taking Lucian by surprise, Darius leapt across the room. His daggerlike claws drove into Lucian’s shoulders. The force slammed him into the ground.

It was cloaked in black so the torso and legs were only a shroud of black making it impossible to tell what horrors were beneath the darkness. The worst part was the eyes, truly soulless eyes. There was no pigment, no iris, no pupil, only blank white orbs staring out from the skull. But somehow even still they were watching her and she knew that was the thing that had been there all those moment she has been in the forest searching for Abednego. The longer she looked the thicker the smell became. It was so strong she could taste it. It filled her nose and mouth, choking her. Her head was spinning as she began to gasp for air against the putrid smell of rotting corpse. Just before she passed

That old guy pointed at the bookshelf two rows farther. Ryan found a lot of books there, which caught his eyes. While checking out those, he chose a book “Eye of the evil” written by K. Miller. It was a story of a killer who had two different eye colors. His eyes full of rage, resent, one could see a burning hell in his eyes. How that killer killed all of his prey with his own designed equipment and the reasons behind murders, caught in Ryan’s attention. He bought this book.

KRIS: I stood by the elevator wall opposite Lucian, but his eyes were focused on me. This time, they were not cold but they had an unreadable expression. I hated how his stare made me feel jittery with my heart hammering so I stared at the floor to avoid the intensity of his gaze but I could still feel it on me. The elevator dinged, announcing our stop at the 37th floor just as the door opened. He grabbed my hand and pulled me with him so I was walking beside him. I was too tired to pry my hand away so I let him hold me.

None of them had returned. Not to mention!!! There were a few unfamiliar faces… The Rank 1 Evolved One dared not continue with his thoughts after seeing the Apocalyptic Legion beside Lucas. 'These four zombies… have red eyes? 'I think zombies with red eyes are Rank 7 Zombies!' The thought of it made the Rank 1 Evolved One take a few steps back. His eyes opened wide as he shouted, "Rank 7 Zombies! There are four Rank 7 Zombies!"