Grasping Evil Novels & Stories

It was a place so entrenched and embedded in evil, that nobody left this place untouched and the same as they had been when they entered. It gripped its victims tight with its claws, gouging it's talons into their skin and dyeing bone a deep, sallow grey, claiming them as its own. It was the monster that had lurked in the night, creeping in the darkness when Jasper was young, a whispered threat and arbiter of evil that would snatch you away for any single transgression that you had committed. It was a simple evil that promised pain to anyone who was not born within the grey and silver clouds that flew over all others of the Earth, and was a threat that kept the rest of humanity, still confin

“I don’t mean to be disrespectful, but come on, this isn’t the Middle Ages. It’s the twentieth century. Evil is just a concept. It’s just a way to talk about the values that society has. It’s not a force, or whatever you want to call it, and it’s certainly not justification for setting a man on fire.” “Is evil a concept? A name we use for everything that’s abhorrent in this life? Absolutely,” he said. “But it is also something more. Call it what you like, but surely, you’ve encountered it? Temptation so great you would betray yourself to satisfy it? Desire to take or to do harm for its own sake, or for the sake of the power it gives you over others?

One of absolute evil. I know people and religious organisations like to throw that words around a lot. But generally, those that do so, have no idea what true evil his. I carefully moved the door out of my way and looked in absolute horror at what was awaiting me. The Other was here, in this room, on top of Elaeya. Its shape solider than ever. It’s long spidery fingers that ended in crooked claws glided sensually inside little cuts in her skin. Then it raised the bloody claws to its head that split in two at the middle opening wide enough for the upper part of the head to misalign with the lower part, and a long purply triple tongue slithered out of its serrated rows of teeth to lick the blo

In the midst of the chaos, a monstrous entity emerged, a personification of all the evil that resided within Hell. Its eyes burned with a malevolent glow, and its twisted form exuded an aura of pure malice. This was the embodiment of the darkness she sought to vanquish. Edna's heart pounded in her chest as she faced this abomination. She drew upon her inner strength, her resolve unyielding. The battle that ensued was cataclysmic, the clash of light against darkness, good against evil. Each strike of her blade carried the weight of all the souls trapped in torment, their silent pleas for salvation fueling her determination.

“The mark. Anyday now you will be forced to succumb to it. Anyday now, you will walk willingly to me. Evil always prevails. I only came here to see how much progress has been made since Jet was stabbed.” “Somehow, I don’t believe evil always wins.” I frowned, unbothered by his words. “He has held on longer than I expected, but no matter. I will have one of you real soon… or maybe both!” “Why do you think that?” “My dear, not even the animals want anything to do with you. Mother Nature’s daughter herself is turning evil. What irony. The animals she created are scared of her daughter.” It sucked to admit that he was right about the animals. They are staying away from me. That almost hurt my fe

The loud unknown voice yelled impatiently. Vicoliz slowly walked towards the Spear and was about to place his hands on it but halted. "What am I doing? Vicoliz you are not evil. I am not evil. I can never be evil all in the name of power. This is greed" He yelled. Suddenly a copy of himself dressed in black appeared at his left hand side and spoke "Take it Vicoliz. If you want to be Action god, accept to be evil, grab this once in a lifetime opportunity and grab this spear. Being evil is what is best"

It was as if my ears were being bored into by a drill, it was very painful and very head-turning, the hands grabbed on tight and before I knew it, I was sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss and getting closer to whatever evil it was that was calling out to me. I raised my arms in a last-ditch attempt to struggle and I was shocked to see the black veins that were snaking around my body, then I felt myself sink into a pool of something that I could only describe as evil. As soon as I did, I realized that I was no longer fully in control of myself anymore, and that scared me. What the hell was this evil that had taken hold of me? What the hell did it want? Then a throaty voice that sounded

Dizzy with pleasure, I threw my head back and unleashed a primal roar as I released myself inside her, filling her with my essence. In this moment, I knew that for however long we were together, she would be mine. She would submit to me, fulfilling my desires, and I would take her in any way I pleased. And perhaps, one day, I would possess her completely. Her body. Her submission. Her soul. All would belong to me. EMILY Blood. A tragedy associated with evil, the actions of wicked men causing destruction and despair. He was dangerous. A ruthless force. Devoid of empathy.

It is a part of human nature. In my eyes, a person who commits evil acts is the devil himself. There is no outside force, no mysterious entity whispering in their ears, no dark power forcing their hand. The devil is simply the name we give to the worst parts of human nature— the greed, the cruelty, the hunger for control, and the willingness to destroy others for selfish gain. It is not some mystical being hiding in the darkness. It is us. It is me. And if that is the case, then I must be the devil.

Nobody who sees the man would inaccurately tell that he is a good man, for what that bloody percentage of his body resembles only the purest of evil. Malice, greed, pride and all the negativity radiated in the purlieu that made the already darkened atmosphere even gloomier. The man's clone then stood in front of the man and waited for the old grandfather's army to make its move. "What great malevolent aura. How much evil had you done in your life to accrue such karma, devil?" (old grandfather)