Facing Evil Novels & Stories

Thump. His enemy's footsteps were slow but steady, and despite hearing them he couldn't even lift his head. "It was quite brave" "It's my defeat, spare the last word for me, and end this battle," Evans replied to his opponent. There was no reason for him to talk to his enemy. " Battle? Was this even a battle at all? It was a massacre! See, human, do you really think the bunch of you could even escape successfully if I didn't let you?"

He stood before me, a sly smile spreading across his face, and I couldn't help but feel a chill run down my spine. His face was a map of malice, a testament to the evil that lurked within. His eyes seemed to gleam with a malevolent intensity, and his smile was a cold, calculating thing. It was a face that seemed to revel in the suffering of others, a face that took pleasure in the pain and fear it inspired. I felt a surge of anger and revulsion at the sight of him, and I knew that I would stop at nothing to bring him down. He was a monster, a man who preyed on the weak and the vulnerable, and he needed to be held accountable for his actions.

“You are evil…” The man spat at her. She arched an eyebrow and looked at the man. “I’m evil?” She asked shocked slightly. She shook her head “Sweetheart…you don’t know evil…you haven’t seen evil..I have…do you know what it is like to hold a dying child in your arms as you bleed out yourself because someone thought it was good to shoot them, just because they weren’t human? How about doing the same thing again, but with twins…and they were your own…would you call the children evil because they were not human? Or would you call their murderer evil? How about the person that burns down a whole town filled with women and children just because they aren’t human? How about being the person that ri

She has crossed paths with an evil person. Evil lives in the most unhappy and controlling people in the world. Was Jennifer demonic or just evil. As Logan sit on her bed and started to pray, the lights in her room started flickering. Cold chills were felt over her body. Tears began to fall down her cheek. She had never been so scared before. She did not know how to fight a demon. The loud sound of thunder and lightning echoed in her room. She looked outside the window and there was no storm insight. She knew it had to be Jennifer.

Hayden said staring at the woman beside him. " I know, i just don't really like anything that has to do with the Beasts. They are evil " she blurted out. She stopped immediately the words came our from her mouth. " Oh I'm sorry. I really don't mean it " she apologized when she noticed the cold stare that was on Hayden's face. " They are not evil , if they are evil as you say won't they be attacking the humans? They have the powers and ability to kill any human at one strike " Hayden replied in a serious tone.

But the reality was far worse. It had the same feel as an isolated radioactive town in a horror movie, with a crooked warning sign dangling from the wire fence. A big part of me was reconsidering my decision to come here at night, but I pushed the terror away. D7 was probably dead, and if that was true, then whatever he’d uncovered had been worth killing for. I needed to find out what that thing was. Squaring my shoulders, I continued down the street, my heels sinking into muddy ground with a horrible squelching sound. My stomach turned at the thought that what I had just stepped in could be more than blood.

he knelt one leg on the bed and cupped her face hard, smiling maniacally. “I despise humans. It’s a nightmare just being here with you. And trust me, I will be the one to destroy you before anyone else can. Do you understand? Even I am not your ally.” He then threw her face away and disappeared. Eva just stared into blank space. She couldn’t hold it back anymore, she cried silently; everything hurt. There was a knock on her door, Eva wiped her face clean, the day was not yet over, she prayed secretly that there was no drama at the other side of the door before she opened it.

69 Trigger Warning "There's always a duality of good and evil. Aligning yourself with great men is crucial if you aim to be the strongest," Sitting by the fire, I felt a tumult of emotions, none of which carried warmth. Jean held my hand, tracing the lines of my palm with his finger. Despite the platter of food in front of me, I refrained from touching it, repelled by the presence of this monster by my side. Contrary to my expectations upon returning, the room remained empty. I used to dread solitude, but now, I longed for the company of another person.

Although they both have the exact same scar on the exact same spot on their left cheek which I find downright diabolical, their beauty is similar to Bhyron’s — cold and edgy. They’re so alike, it’s almost eerie. Deep down, I know I’m in the presence of evil. Dark, horrible evil. Although these men are just as gorgeous as Bhyron, Bhyron’s evil is hidden inside of him and only comes out when it’s provoked. The evil that these men represent is obvious and glaring in the dark intensity of their eyes. They don’t even bother to hide it. I could be killed in here and no one would ever find my body.

Phedra Elizabeth saw a face that had been bitten by many poisonous insects, and even the knife marks on her face were so scary that she just wanted to escape. “Are you a human or a demon? If she can answer, she is still alive. If she can't answer, she's dead. I just want to borrow you a cup of water. There's no other meaning so don't haunt me." Phedra Elizabeth trembled but still showed herself strong. “The person is cowardly. How can you make a big deal? Of course, I'm still alive. How many lives have I gone through to get out of here? How can I die so easily?”