I'm Glad You're Evil Too Novels & Stories

"Do you want to play?" "I don't even know your name." "You don't need it. You just need to say yes." Steffinny said yes before she let herself think twice. She signed her divorce papers and by midnight she was blindfolded in a room she'd stumbled into by accident, letting a masked stranger touch her like she was worth wanting. She didn't need his name. She needed to forget six years of a marriage that had taught her to disappear. So she went back. Again. And again — until the mask came off, and the voice on the other side belonged to the one man she'd sworn to never let near her again: Damian Cross, the boss who once made her feel small enough to quit. Now he's offering her a deal. Her

Emilia's POV Mariano can never be outsmarted. He prepared another place for me. Was he expecting arson? It's almost impossible to beat him at any length. Evelyn carried out the job perfectly, I don't know how, but she set the asylum on fire. Everyone except both of us panicked; I was just thinking about her as she walked in. I met her with a joyful grin; but she wasn't having it, she was sad. "You did a good job, Evelyn. Why are you sad?"

“It’s you, Princess. You lost your husband and child. You lost your family and future. Even if I die and you’d live, you will never be happy. You are alive but you will live in hell the rest of your life.” My fist clenched. “You are right. My life will never be the same after this. I will never be happy again. Killing you won’t make me happy as well. You know what would it give me?” I gave him my sweetest venomous smile as I said the last word he would hear from me. “Satisfaction.” In this world were cruelty is rampant and justice has many faces, only evil can defeat evil.

If she were my sister than thinking about her won't mess my brain up the way it does. Okayyyyy, now let the games begin Evil laughter 😁😁😁😁

“It’s you, Princess. You lost your husband and child. You lost your family and future. Even if I die and you’d live, you will never be happy. You are alive but you will live in hell the rest of your life.” My fist clenched. “You are right. My life will never be the same after this. I will never be happy again. Killing you won’t make me happy as well. You know what would it give me?” I gave him my sweetest venomous smile as I said the last word he would hear from me. “Satisfaction.” In this world were cruelty is rampant and justice has many faces, only evil can defeat evil.

"Actually, the devil's name is Lucifer and he was an angel of heaven before he fell so he's still an angel so technically you're calling her an ang-" "Can't you just shut up and agree with me that she is evil. And when I say she is evil I mean it literally like, in a dictionary, if you search up the word "evil" then it should say "Jia"." Brandon jokes and I laugh. Brandon kisses my cheek. "Oh I love that sound dear, it's like music to me." I blush and look away. "Brandon I'm ready." I say and Brandon nods.

I needed to know what the world was saying about me. Every gossip site had the same story. **ELIAS BLACK ABANDONS DELILAH SWAN AT HER OWN GALA** **TROUBLE IN PARADISE FOR CELEBRITY COUPLE? ** I threw the phone across the room. That bastard! Look how he made the whole world mock me. God, I hated Elias so badly and if I saw him now I would strangle him. Just then, the door suddenly opened and Elias walked in like he owned the place.

Mason asked anxiously. “No, I won’t prey on her either. I will be all human with her but that evil human will make her life hell” I said and smiled wickedly while they kept looking at me… XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

"Of course I forgave him" "Find She..rly she's….evil…I..can now rest peace...fully" Was my last word before I gave up

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…”