Facing Evil Novels & Stories

While Ardo stares at her in pure shock. His mouth dry and eyes widened. Meeting his eyes, Eirene sadly smiles. Giving her answer. " There is good and there is evil Ardo. If we only see the evil in others? How can we keep the good in us alive?" Looking around at the people. She answers all the unanswered questions. " They may have hurt me. Some may have even wished death for me while few ...." Meeting Mateo's eyes. That were looking at her like he has seen a miracle. She continues.

SUSANNA….. There was fire and smoke everywhere. Everywhere was destruction. People of the pack and normal human beings were harmed. The buildings collapsed. Some people were injured and some were dead. People were screaming, mourning, and crying in fear. Fear of death. "I'm the embodiment of the evil in the human heart. Formed by greed, ill will, and delusion of the word. You can destroy my vessel of flesh but you can not get rid of the demons in human hearts. You will never be able to defeat me completely. You will only fail into meaningless struggles time and time again. The world will only grow desperate and numb in the endless tangle. Good and evil. Light and dark. I will turn all of the

Esther suddenly went pale, as though all the blood had drained from her face. “You need to face reality,” Gaara said calmly, almost too calmly. “Don’t be so naïve, thinking this world is spotless. Sometimes the people who look the most virtuous are the ones hiding the darkest pasts or at least, the ones who’ve done wrong before. Good and evil, they exist side by side. One cannot exist without the other. We only call someone ‘good’ because there are ‘bad’ people to compare them with. You can’t separate the two.” Esther’s throat went dry. “Then… what about that senior of ours?” she asked, her voice no louder than a squeak. Deep inside, she was terrified her worst suspicion might be true.

The smell of rotting flesh and vomit welled up as a dark figure began to climb up over the two females. Isabella shut her eyes a moment as light surrounded her protecting her at the same time. She saw a vision of an ancient forgotten race of men who were much taller and very evil. They had reddish hair and long skulls. Their eyes were dark and filled with malice. All at once she understood everything they had done and who they were today. The knowledge that was hidden on purpose by them flooded into Isabella all at once from deep within her mind. She opened her eyes. “So, you chose the smallest and weakest among us as your prey. You raped them. You killed them. You ate them. You are filth. Y

Just to be sure, I ask him. His gaze shifts to me, and he nods his head. "Well, our people have enemies." Folding the zip lock bag, I place it in the empty space on the seat, "There are other feral wolves who are nothing like our wolves. They are what you can say..." Momentarily, I think of the right word, "They are like evil. They have no morals, and they are packless."

I said nervously. "I noticed, no problem," he adjusted his suit and headed towards the elevator, right where I was going. I followed him, hoping he doesn't think I'm following him, even though deep down I want to find out everything about this guy. The elevator doors closed, and we both raised our hands to press the button. We looked at each other. I laughed nervously. I'm pathetic. "Go ahead," I told him. "Ladies first, please," he said, so chivalrously.

Pots and dishes shattered into pieces, and chairs and tables were overturned, leaving the place in complete disarray. Mayor Kingsley’s eyes were wide with anger, his voice full of menace. “Frank, you’d better give me an explanation. My son’s death won’t go unanswered!” Dad collapsed to his knees, trembling as he repeatedly bowed, his forehead quickly turning red and swollen. “Mayor Kingsley, it was that wretched Eve who caused all this. She’s already dead. I even fed her body to the pigs. Please, have mercy on me.” Mayor Kingsley sneered. “And you think that’s enough?”

“Individuals driven by greed may go to extreme lengths, even making deals with malevolent forces, to attain their peak desires in life. This can be seen as a dangerous alliance with the devil himself.” ___ XANDER. As soon as I heard John’s car engine, I hurried down and equipped myself with a gun and ammo in case there would be a confrontation.

Just then, a powerful force surged from Adrian as a mysterious rune appeared in his hand, radiating an overwhelming, terrifying energy. The surroundings trembled violently, and the energy in the air felt like it could tear apart the very fabric of space. The evil spirit’s presence seemed to embody pure destruction. Yet Adrian stood unshaken, staring into the abyss with cold, unyielding resolve. His face hardened with murderous intent as he braced for the coming danger. "You reckless fool! How long do you think you can hold out?" the evil spirit roared in fury. It hadn’t expected Adrian to destroy its two prized puppet beasts. Losing these powerful creatures—its most valuable assets—had ignit

“Who said you could touch me? Your dad sleeps around with who knows how many women. Who knows if you’re carrying some disease just like him!” I stood there, helpless, tears pooling in my eyes. Grandma sighed from the side. She gently wiped my tears and tried to comfort me, saying that Mom was just a germaphobe and that that was why she didn’t like being touched. However, I knew that wasn’t true because Mom only rejected me but never Becca. Even when Becca’s hands were dirty and sticky, Mom never showed the slightest bit of disgust. Instead, she would hold her hands gently, patiently cleaning away every bit of dirt. That kind of tenderness was something I didn’t even dare to dream about.