Grasping Evil Novels & Stories

I sighed, realizing my tattoos were more important to her at the moment than my cock. “Paralyzed will,” I explained, my hands running up and down her thighs. I could never get enough of touching this woman. Ever. “The ability to act is stripped away, leaving us a mere witness to the horrors of this world. For me, it also embodies the anguish of those who are aware of suffering around them but are rendered incapable of providing the help they are meant to offer. Maybe because we can’t see exactly where the true evil causing the chaos lurks,” I ended decidedly, my hand now perilously close to her beautiful pussy. “That’s…so poetic,” Evelina murmured, her eyes on me with admiration. “I don’t th

These thoughts flitted around in my head as he continued. "They were almost completely absorbed by this...." He extended his arm and grasped at the air as if he was trying to grab the word from the atmosphere,"darkness.It was this deep dark,evil thing that was trying to smother them." He stopped pacing and came to stand infront of me and took my hands in his.His eyes shone with fervor.

“Well sadly that’s not an option for you, my friend. So, this will be your best plan.” (Leviathan POV) I know what he’s saying, but I’m not liking what he’s saying. I can tell this girl is already bad news to me. I can’t believe I kissed her, but her intoxicating smell of cherry blossom was just too much for me and I couldn’t help myself. Now I’m hearing that she just property of a bike club that’s responsible of my mother death, and that she slept her way around the club doesn’t scream make her my wife to me. We get back to the club house as Legion goes straight to the door to unlock it to see that both girls were sitting on the bed.

“Is that what turned you into a soul collector?” “First of all, as I just said, there is no such thing as good and evil, my dear woman,” he replied in a calm and steady voice. “There just is. The society and humanity do not understand my position here or my reason for staying. Therefore, they perceive me as evil. As for collecting souls… I oversee the operation. I, personally, do not collect or transform.” “I can feel your evilness when I stand next to you,” I said with an unbridled candor that shocked me.

If looks could fucking kill… "Don’t push me…" She rasped. "I’ve spent too many years preparing for this moment." Evil. Pure evil spewed from her, and I felt it swirl around us. Clawing at me and trying to sink its talons into me. "Too late…" I whispered.

Nelanian could hear the clicking sound his knees made when they almost buckled. “ The necessary evil serves as a counterbalance. There is Good and Evil, just as there is black and white, light and darkness. We don't do what you do for the sake of self-preservation; we do it to keep the balance. Most people utilize the Manna Fields to create positive energy, while others use it to create negative energy. There are abnormalities within those two groupings. It is our responsibility to correct any inconsistencies and maintain the balance between the two sides. The nature of the anomalies is something we can't predict. One could be a vicious tyrant who murders his subjects and violates their huma

Mother had her way with her bonding secrets, and I recognized that spark in her smile. “It’s interesting,” Athena touched Uriel’s skin. “That it took Lucifer’s lips to pull the evil out and it barely bothered his body. It was like you ultimately destroyed the evil inside her once it was pulled from her body.” Athena’s finger touched my arms, they did not hold the darkness that Uriel had on her body. “The God of Destruction can destroy the evil in his mate.” “So, I can suck out evil with my hands, and then Luci can suck the evil out of me with his mouth,” Uriel said cheerfully.

The jazz singer had also stopped and now turned to look at her meaningfully, a small smile playing across her lips. “When this was still the New World, wild and uninhabited, there dwelt here an ancient evil that had long lain dormant but was soon awakened by the coming of the settlers. It sensed the presence of darkness in the souls of some that came and it stretched and reached out its steely grasp to entrap and lure them with the promise of power and immortality. While most resisted, there were some who…..succumbed to its wicked allure and allowed themselves to become possessed and consumed by the ancient evil. Gilbert was one of these”

“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!

Gracko scoffed, his voice laced with disdain. Gracko's voice dripped with malevolence, his words hanging in the air like a malignant promise. "You are mistaken. I haven't even started punishing you. When I do, you won't even have the strength to ask for forgiveness." His eyes seemed to gleam with an unholy light, his chiseled features twisted into an evil smile that sent shivers down Vanessa's spine.