Evillious Chronicles Novels & Stories

she mused, her voice carrying a sense of wonder. Valen nodded, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he observed the young heroine's enthusiasm. "Indeed, Elysia. They are the chronicles of an era long past, a time when darkness cast its ominous shadow upon the realm."

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

"A dead were-creature was willing to help him in exchange for great power. The plan is he helps Mr. Wilkinson find the were-creatures and in return, Mr. Wilkinson with his invention would put the control of all the were-creatures in the hands of his generation." "Stupid plan. Mr. Wilkinson is a lunatic. If he finds the wereworld, all were-creatures would suffer." "That dead were-creature is ambitious, that was what Nyx told me. Mr. Wilkinson is only a pawn. The real villain is the dead were-creature and his descendants. Nyx knew these, so with the help of my mother and me, she made sure Mr. Wilkinson patronized a spirit medium that would block every communication with the spirit of this were

William disclosed. "Just because I am not your son, does that means you should hate me that much?" Bryce shuddered. "Look, I don't have time for you" he pointed to his guard, "Finish him" he hissed ordered and left the scenario laughing darkly. The third part was very brief, it showed Mike bargaining a deal with the underworld don, if though his face was blurred si they couldn't even catch a hint of who he was but Mike face was clearly seen.

Moonlight through the window cast shadows, but after a quick scan she knew the room was devoid of life save for her. And then she saw it. In the vanity mirror. A reflection of the window. And looking in through the window was a creature that should not exist. That cannot be from this world. Too horrible for words. Just know, that this thing was evil. Even in the pale light, she could see the vile intentions in its inky eyes and snarling, fangled mouth. It looked excited. And hungry. Its grey hands pressed against the glass, each elongated, alien finger leaving a film residue behind as it dragged its claw-like nails down the window.

*”12-04-98. Evie spun the dial. The heavy iron door swung open, revealing a single, thick book bound in black vellum. There were no digital drives here, no cloud backups. This was the Ghost’s Ledger—the physical record of every transaction, every bribe, and every betrayal in the history of the Voss family. She carried the book to the light of the window, her heart hammering against her ribs. As she flipped through the pages, the sheer scale of the corruption took her breath away. But as she reached the most recent entries, her blood turned to ice.

"I am Lord Valerius. Or, as your ship’s computer calls me, Subject 002-Beta. Welcome to my garden." Caleb stepped in front of Scarlett, a low, mechanical growl vibrating in his chest. "Hostile entity identified. Prepare for termination." "Stand down, weapon," Valerius said, waving his flute dismissively. "If you kill me, your cellular decay will consume you in less than three days. I can hear your cells screaming from here." He looked at Scarlett, his red eyes narrowing. "You used the Stilling Curse on my guard dog. You are not from this timeline, are you, little weaver? Did the Old Gods send you to finish what they started?"

And yet this did not happen in the way he had expected; in the way he had spent his whole childhood planning. The savage war began with Darkous’ coming of age festival; he had fallen in love with a young woman named Lilly. The girl quickly becoming his light at the end of the tunnel, his confidence to stand against his father. He loved Lilly with every fibre of his being, and Chronos knew this. Darkous had asked Lilly to accompany him for the celebration; he wanted the night to be perfect and full of happiness; though his father had other ideas. Whilst Lilly and Darkous danced, Chronos plotted to murder the young girl. He wanted to break the very thing that kept Darkous sane; to break his so

Until now. Alicia's POV I couldn’t waste time in finding the charm Sebastian needed to disarm Eleanor’s powers. Of course, I wasn’t just going to settle for a charm to disarm her—I wanted one that would kill her, snuff out her wretched hybrid life once and for all. And when it was done, Sebastian would drown in regret, his heart torn apart by the loss of his precious Eleanor. The thought of it fueled me, a dark fire, flickering in my chest as I planned my next move.

Just then, Aisha's voice echoed from the sky, "I had thought to spare you, but it seems unnecessary now. Prepare to face the descent of the great evil god, Bahamut!" Evil god Bahamut? Wilbur's eyes widened in shock. The ground beneath him began to tremble violently, soon splitting open to reveal a massive chasm. From this abyss, a gigantic black serpent emerged. The serpent hissed, flicking its tongue, and its blood-red eyes made Wilbur's heart skip a beat. By now, the sun had set, and the moon hung in the sky, casting its silver light. The enormous figure of the evil god Bahamut loomed over Wilbur, its shadow engulfing him completely. Bahamut's crimson eyes locked onto Wilbur like a predato