Facing Evil Novels & Stories

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The evil was here. Mino flayed, trying to get away from that evil and his hunger for her animal side. Paul made a sound while Eric watched on. Instinct snapped and Maya chose. Then she leaped towards evil. *****

He wondered aloud, "Is this what happens? they get old and are forced back into society with makeshift families?" “I am one of the lucky few,” the elderly mom replied, smiling at his question. " The majority of the Necessary Evils die before they reach their forties. This is not a respectable title. We commit heinous acts and refuse to stop. It is our fate to become a Necessary Evil, no matter how much we try to avoid it or fight it,” “But, we kill evil people in this world? Isn't that the right thing to do?” Nelanian inquired. The old guy stared at him for a long time before realising that his memory had been erased.

That first kill will always stay with me. The wolf standing across from me snaps his teeth at me, challenging me to make the first move. I wait. I want him to be anxious and make a mistake. And he finally does. He hesitates briefly. He goes to lunge, but hesitates for just a moment, remembering what I did to his friends just moments before. Then he commits to lunge at me, but I already anticipate the maneuver. I shoot up onto my hind legs and tower over his wolf. My front claws are in the air, lining up with his wolf’s exposed abdomen as he attempts to land on me. I dig my claws into his chest, then slowly lower down, digging my claws in deeper and deeper as they slide down his torso. His wo

"They did not deserve to be killed in the hands of those selfish monsters, they did not deserve that." Lucien gently cupped my face in his hands, wiping away my tears, "There is both good and evil in this world, my love and sometimes we win the fights against the evil but sometimes we don't but that does not mean that the evil is always the one that'll win. We face losses but in the end, the light guides us home, we collect the pieces of ourselves and we grow once again."

Badmus declared with bitterness. He looked me in the eyes and said "your shout for help won't help you, do what you are supposed to do." Honestly, I don't know what I am supposed to do, he said I should not come near him. I was rolling on the floor, I did a shameful thing that day. "It's okay if you don't want to say it, we will understand", madam Florence said.

Those shadows are not fully gone or faded. “Give up the evil in you, or you die along with it, evil brings only destruction and that’s not wanted on this earth. Give up the evil, or die along with it.” “I’m of no evil, who are you?” I asked again, and before I could get a response something slice through my stomach, something unclear and very sharp causing a shrill cry to fall from my lips. “You shall die then.” The face and the voice waited for no response before fading back into the raging dust mixed with the air.

"You are not facing an ordinary wolf, Rowen. The kind of evil that resides in him is an ancient one." "There was always something about him that didn't felt right. Do you know what kind of evil is he?" Caleb asked, and I felt he held more information than what he was sharing now. Aeneas looked back at him and nodded. "I have faced him before, in times that were not yet written in stone. This is an evil you are more familiarized to hear them called 'Demons'".

Osiris I’ve faced down some of the most dangerous enemies, survived battles that would leave most people broken, and clawed my way out of more than my fair share of hellholes. But somehow, asking Eva out on a date feels like the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Ridiculous, right?

He looked so distant in the picture than he was last night albeit I couldn’t mistake that cold eyes anywhere even though he had his arm wrapped around a woman who could easily pass as a Victoria's Secret model and now I think about it, it only made sense that face belongs in a billboard. “That’s him.” “Fuck,” she gasped staring at me with undisguised mortification and fear. “You are scaring me now, Skye,” I admitted. “He is Damon Valentino Caelian.” She finally muttered like that should mean something to me but when she noticed the look of confusion in my eyes, she shook her head at me. “He is the kind of man that your mom told you never to get mixed up with although disguised in a designer