Iruma Kun Evil Cycle Novels & Stories

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

“No.” Rael’s expression did not change. “The cycle exists because it must. We are bound to it as surely as the stars are bound to the sky. You of all people should understand, Elior.” Elior shook his head, his grip tightening. “I refuse to accept that.” “You don’t have to.” Rael lifted a hand, and the air rippled around him, thick with unseen power. “It has already been accepted.” A pulse. The abyss lurched. The Hollow Crown glowed brighter, and for the first time since its choosing, it spoke.

ELIOT We managed to get into Blood Moon Pack. It all was with the help of Lilith. She cast something which made the rogues guarding the border fall into a trance. It worked for a minute, just creating an opening, but it was more than enough. We could use that brief time to take them down. We divided into four groups, each having someone to take charge as a communicator. We needed to act simultaneously, meaning Lilith must do her magic at the same time too. It must be hard, but she didn't complain. Thus, we kept going.

I tell her and she pulls me into a big hug and then pulls away and says, “Shit they are going to kill each other.” I knew exactly what she was talking about. We both began to race through the sand to the sidewalk and then it happened. A large black van stopped in our path and four large men with masks on jumped out of the van and grabbed us. Emily and I tried fighting them off but they were too strong as they threw us in the back of the van and shut the door. Emily moved to me wrapping her arms around me like she was protecting me from them. “Leave her out of this. She isn’t one of us.” Emily said to the men and I realized that the men that took us were immortals just like herself and now me

Now he was coming, the thought made her shudder with trepidation. It was rare for there to be any problems with prerogatives, and even in the event that there were, reapers were equipped to deal with them on their own. In the rare cases that problems occurred; it was usually just some soul refusing to move on and deciding to haunt the living. Those cases were called Spector protocols and more often than not, the reapers would just let the soul become ghosts.

That’s the last sentence I would have expected to come out of her mouth. I entered the first period class and Eirny wasn’t here yet to claim her seat before me. But Dane was sitting right next to the seat. “Have a seat, we need to have a few words about this condition Eirnys mom made.” He demands, patting the seat by the window. “Sure, what’s up?” I asked. “Just because you will be there to supervise us, doesn’t mean for you to cock block me, I will fuck her one of these days. And when I do, it will be amazing for my buddys to hear.” He said. “Do you understand?” His voice was deep and demanding, but not enough to scare me. “Trust me. With me being around, you will not take advantage of her.

Whatever the hell was happening now, he’d pick it up soon enough: Wolf was nothing if not direct. “Listen up, girl,” Wolf was saying to a cowering Iris. “Last chance now and no fuckin’ around… who the fuck are you?” “I’m – I’m nobody,” she stammered. “Just Iris.” “‘Just Iris’ nothin’. You’ve got somethin’ to do with that cult, don’t you? The Garden of Fuckin’ Sunbeams or whatever the hell it’s called.” “The Garden of Divine Light,” she corrected him automatically, then it clearly occurred to her that she’d just given herself away. “I mean – I don’t know…”

“But if you lose, I want you to climb to the highest point of the school, strip off all your clothes, and tell everyone you’re a fucking bitch.” My heart sank. Every time I thought our relationship was improving and he was starting to help me, he’d come around and humiliate me all over again. Any tiny bit of gratitude I felt for him helping me against Layla vanished right then and there. Maybe I should never believe he has a good side. This monster is just pure evil. “Are you kidding me?” Odin gritted, red with anger. “No way Riley is doing that.” Ezra raised an eyebrow, throwing my own words right back at us: “Why? Are you afraid?”

Stubborn idiot. The little girl followed my gaze. “He always fights harder when you are in danger.” A broken laugh escaped me despite everything. “Yeah.” The child’s expression darkened. “That is why the cycles keep collapsing.” Cold flooded my chest. “What?” “The convergence between you destabilizes the system.” “No” I said immediately. “That is not true.” “You were never meant to reconnect after the first cycle.” I stared at her. “What are you talking about?” “The vessel was designed to anchor the Origin emotionally while maintaining structural separation.”

Visions exploded behind her eyes: A priestess from centuries past, clad in ceremonial robes, chanting in a language long forgotten. A betrayal, sharp as a knife trusted allies turning against her. A sacrifice made beneath this very moon, blood spilled to bind the darkness. A curse cast in desperation to seal away a horror that could never truly be destroyed. Sarah’s knees buckled, and she collapsed against the cold stone. John caught her, concern flooding his face. “What is it? What did you see?” She swallowed hard, fighting the rising tide of despair. “The Spiral… it’s a cycle. It’s never meant to be defeated, only contained. Each blood moon, the curse renews itself.”