Grasping Evil Novels & Stories

Despite myself, his touching and nibbling was driving me crazy. Something that made me all the more furious, because he knew it. I tried to focus on something unattractive about Gray that I could latch onto. But the only glaring thing I could pinpoint was his complete and utter lack of character. He’s evil. Conscienceless and devious. “Why do you want to hear that, Gray?” I said contemptuously. “Does it get you excited.” “No.” He pulled back to give me a long study. “It infuriates me.”

“The second born was the one full of hatred, of anger and revenge. Slowly, they turned to something evil, doing sins and gradually becoming the sinned evil. We also found that every time the bearer of the eye is closer to the mate, his inner soul is being embedded by darkness.” “That’s absurd! Jacob is much better than before he knew me! What evil…” I hissed. “I think you are fucking with me right now! Roscoe!” “You have no ability to see through the soul, woman. But we from the above realm have.” My lip formed a flat line. Should I continue listening to this nonsense? Damn it!

"The thing is, Bulan, with all of these changes, curiosity, and rapaciousness--where people heedlessly scramble their way to the top, heartless and all--I live, I get stronger, and I continue existing. And that's not even the best part yet. With all these revising and adapting, I learn and replenish. It's so nice to be evil yet untampered rather than being untampered per se but benign." This dark entity has dwelled in a lot of evildoers with different levels of wickedness and wrath, eventually embodying a variety of evil. It assimilated shrewd drills and strategies from the different perspectives he had possessed. He witnessed how evil shifted from aggressive and rash to devious and smart. H

⸻ “We simply reminded humanity what chaos feels like.” ⸻ The figure snapped its fingers. ⸻ The footage changed again. ⸻ Explosions. ⸻ Not nuclear. But devastating. ⸻ Oil refineries burning. Power grids failing. Communication towers collapsing. ⸻ Bella’s eyes widened. ⸻ “No…” ⸻ The masked figure smiled beneath the shadows. ⸻ “Governments fall easily,” it said. “But civilization?” ⸻ A pause. ⸻ “That requires suffering.”

"I just wanted to say that Sebastian will do anything so save your grandmother. Don't let your self believe on anyone except on us." "If I trust you can you give my grandmother back to me? And who is Matheus? Why did he take my grandmother ?!" I promise with a trembling voice. "Matheus is the king of Orpheus. He's an evil and he'll do anything to destroy us." Its a cold answer. "And what have we got to do with you? We are just humble people." Is it just human? "Yes you're a human ... but, your grandmother is vampire." A vampire?

Releasing a frosty breath through his nose, he lifted his head from his bow and gave Eliane a wide wolfish grin. “Funny how sometimes, evil starts to grow when we desperately desire something. No matter how you do something good, you end up listening to the whispers of darkness instead.” Eliane looked at him sideward, like a mother proud of her son; a sister that welcomes her long-lost brother with unwavering open arms. “Evil is like a flower. When it blooms, it will keep on blooming…”

He really hates this hocus pocus. “There is a fine line between good and evil. One can not be without the other, and it is always the away team that are evil, are they not ?” The woman smiles encouragingly. “Come on, Gudrun ! There is nothing good or evil, only the balance”. I look out over the lake. I feel empty inside. As if I have been struggling with an equation for 100 years, and suddenly here comes another and writes the solution on the board. Have we really struggled to free the world from hamrams and breaking

"The prince of darkness traps souls into a suffering cage. That's where I am, but I can't escape unless I'm being released. Otherwise I would remain here as one of the messengers of the earth, till I eventually fade away one day." "Tara, what do I need to do?" I tried as much as I could to balance my patient, because, I was already loosing it. "Lilith is a demon of the night, goddess of independence. She bore the devil, and other powerful demons. She wasn't really his mother, but she's been in existence longer than he has. The devil, or also known as Al-shaytaan or other names by other tribes, is the manifestation and personification of evil. Each demon has a form of entity where their power

But he was so stubborn and stupid. Levi was about to part Evangeline's legs so he could do whatever he wanted to do with her. Suddenly, Evangeline opened her eyes. Her eyes were pitch black with red orbs in between. Her skin suddenly changed its color. From rosy pink to icy blue. Seeing the dark eyes, Levi fell on the ground. Her eyes looked as if he was looking into the eyes of the devil's daughter. She stood up and towered over him. "What the hell is that?" Levi yelled loudly as he shivered with the fear seeing at Evangeline.

If he required more subjects, he would turn the mundanes or the pesky supernaturals who were attempting to rid the world of evil. Although Valkyr didn’t require the turmoil and chaos for survival like those of the dark lord’s kingdom, he found it far more palatable than the goodness that was constantly being pelted at society by the do-gooders of the world. Hearing someone scream with pain or fear gave him a rush. It did for most vampires. Perhaps because it was a real emotion that came from the depth of the individual. There was something very powerful about the legitimacy of the feelings brought forth by pain and fear that couldn’t be matched by love and happiness. Love and happiness we