Evillious Chronicles Novels & Stories

Don't ever pull such a stunt again. I fought hard to keep the tears from falling. My wolf was already dead. After contracting Wolf-Soul Decay syndrome, my wolf had grown weaker day by day, causing my organs to slowly fail, and it would also eventually lead to my death. "Dad, you have to believe Evie has changed for the better. The selfish, attention-seeking Evelina who used to fake fainting to get attention is gone. Evie is sensible and kind now." Though it appeared that Megan was defending me, she was actually subtly reminding everyone of my past flaws and how someone like me was inherently untrustworthy.

Isabella yelled with excitement. Mellony closed the lid tightly and they headed back to the shack. They went in and closed the door. Mellony took a piece of chalk from her apron and drew a magical circle on the floor. She placed the hourglass in the center of it. Then she recited the enchantment. “Past, present, and future. You remain the same. Birth, life, and death are not the things you claim. Let me tip the scales with the sands of time. For the spell is cast like a chime.”

he replied through gritted teeth. "So she’s practically innocent?" Dave raised a brow, making Andreas look at him. "She’s not innocent. Her criminal father has done enough. And he left his daughter behind to pay for all of his evil deeds," the woman roared with hatred, once again answering for him. Andreas, on the other hand, remained silent as he averted his eyes and looked at his glass. *** The moon was bright in the clear sky, making the night even more beautiful. The road was so quiet that one could hear the sound of the cold, gentle breeze rustling the leaves of the trees. There were only a few passersby, as it was already past midnight.

They walked up to me. I didn't want to do this. I shut my eyes, feeling the surge of adrenaline in my veins. Time to hunt. “Do you know what they say about following the devil to the dark?” I asked, turning to face them. The dim light barely reached that part of the alley. I stood there quietly, my expression changing as I stared at them. They looked startled. One retracted his steps. The other called my bluff and stepped closer to me, eyeball to eyeball.

“I helped you back then. You should have cared for my daughter. I trusted you. She trusted you. But after all you are a witch, not to be trusted at all. You.. you killed her! Why..?? Just because you wanted her powers!! How greedy you are, Eva. Now see for yourself the outcome of this greed of yours. I, the former snake queen, Lisa Navaire, Mother of the Only Virgin Snake Queen, Estella Navaire, whom you killed mercilessly for your greed, power and your own profit…. CURSE YOU s With all my powers and my soul’s energy that the most powerful weapon you would ever have will be the reason for your doom, your death. You will die painfully, loosing every breath slowly. And you will never remember

Every step she took caused the Earth beneath her to decay and die. Animals stopped approaching her. Days seemed gloomier. Nights grew darker and longer. Fires ravaged once-green fields, with the wind breathing life into the flames. The ocean became ravenous, swallowing everything in its path. The Earth shook heavily, day and night. Terra brought the Earth to life. Then killed it. Again. And again. Her determination to feel the embrace of the love her family had once given her fueled her misery. Vita knew the one thing that could stop it.

Laveau set aside her tea and scanned through the photos, her face distorted in distress while Cornelius was also staring down at the evidence that we had gathered. "It's the mark of Illwisch," she mumbled that I almost didn't hear it. "Illwisch?" I asked in confusion. "They're a deep-rooted family of witches who were proficient in necromancy," Cornelius spoke but still rebuffed to look directly at me. "They were all executed by the council of the primordial covens because of their malpractices. At least that's what we had initially thought. They have the power to make contracts with the devils so I don't doubt that they still exist in this time. In the first place, they were the ones who had

I looked at it and froze. No, I think I looked at it, died, and came back a statue. My heart that was beating rapidly before just stopped altogether. I couldn't breathe anymore. My lungs quit their job and stopped functioning. Then we made eye contact. No. Then I believe I blacked out. The last thing I remember seeing were those haunting gray-blue orbs ... ************** Thanks everyone for reading so far... Here is the end of book one on THE VICIOUS ALPHA.. Please, kindly leave an encouraging comment, review and highlights. Keep sending your votes and stars... I appreciate and love you all. From author Meks...

Towering shelves carved from obsidian and bone stretched into a gloom that even demonic eyes struggled to pierce, each one groaning under the weight of knowledge too dangerous for any other realm. Vlixyra ran a sharp, black-taloned finger along a spine made of what felt like solidified sorrow. It shivered under her touch. “Your organizational system is a catastrophe, Grimvar,” she said, her voice a low, melodic purr that seemed to absorb the silence around it. “Chronological by acquisition? It’s barbaric.”

She had stopped struggling against her crystalline prison, instead focusing her power on corrupting the very energy that sustained it. "She's poisoning the network from within," Iris realized with growing horror. "Using the townspeople's protective energy against itself, turning their love for Damien into a weapon that will destroy the archive." The realization struck like a physical blow as Iris understood the full scope of Evangeline's cunning. The ancient vampire hadn't been surprised by Millbrook's awakening; she had been counting on it. Every surge of protective power from the townspeople gave her more energy to corrupt, more connections to exploit. Their love for Damien, their grateful