Kill The Evil Man Novels & Stories

Half-evil sounded sincere. “Man, I do understand you. We pals, man. I was your best man. I’m sweet little Rory’s godfather, man. I know how much you love your family. But man…” Evil hesitated. “The day we joined the gang, we were dead, man. Ain’t got no turning back.”

Our chests brush, and a rugged breath leaves my lips to fan his. “Look at me, Eve. You don’t deserve this… hell, no woman deserves this. That man, Killian—he’s a monster. A fucking psychopath. Do you even know what people call him? The Devil. He… he’s said to have killed his own mate. And not just that… he paraded her dead corpse in front of the entire city.” My heart thumps to a stop, and my throat goes dry. I killed my mate… I killed her by shooting a bullet right into her betraying heart.

The man paused, as if recalling the perilous scene, his voice trembling slightly: "As you instructed, I observed the battle from a distance. At first, Evil Doll had subdued Amelia and was about to take her life. At the critical moment..." The subordinate's voice suddenly rose, filled with unconcealed shock: "A figure suddenly appeared in the formation, moving at incredible speed. I didn't even see his actions clearly—just a blur—and he rescued Amelia. A faint golden light surrounded him, and when the Evil Energy touched the golden light, it melted away like ice meeting fire. Evil Doll was terrified, as if seeing the most horrifying being in the world. The man raised his hand and grabbed Evil

This man was evil, I could just feel it. “What did you do?! I always knew you were a failure. What did you tell him?!” I didn’t answer. Too scared to speak. The evil man grabbed my hair and pulled my head towards him. “Speak! What did you say?” With a tiny voice I spoke, “I don’t understand. I just want my mom. I didn’t tell him anything. I just said sorry.” The evil man growled, “you better pray he kills you or I will.” The nice looking man was going to kill me?! No, I trusted him. He wouldn’t hurt me. I just wanted my mom.

“Foolish bastard.” “Killian Salvatore never begs!” Killian gritted his teeth and started slicing the kn!fe along the man’s neck, slashing the flesh. The man screamed for his life. He knew this devil would kill him even if he talked and if he opened his mouth, ‘he’ will kill him along with his family. He was trapped between two men. Blood splattered around, the man’s shirt soaked with fresh red and his screams echoed through the room. Killian calmly placed the knife back into the box and grabbed a syringe filled with a glowing green liquid. He leaned in close.

The strangle went harder and harder until Chase choked and closed her eyes and died. “Nooo!!!” I screamed watching my friend fall lifeless on the floor killed by the man who is controlling me. The man stood up and put his rope back in his jacket pocket. Look at the camera for a second, Put our call down and leave as if nothing’s happened. He killed Chaselyn the way he killed Mark. He is pure evil and a cold-blooded murderer. “You're evil!!!” I screamed “No! no! no! Chaselyn” I cried

“You are evil…” The man spat at her. She arched an eyebrow and looked at the man. “I’m evil?” She asked shocked slightly. She shook her head “Sweetheart…you don’t know evil…you haven’t seen evil..I have…do you know what it is like to hold a dying child in your arms as you bleed out yourself because someone thought it was good to shoot them, just because they weren’t human? How about doing the same thing again, but with twins…and they were your own…would you call the children evil because they were not human? Or would you call their murderer evil? How about the person that burns down a whole town filled with women and children just because they aren’t human? How about being the person that ri

My eyes don't leave the dark green ones of the man in front of me, there's no speck of kindness or compassion in them, there's a reason this man isn't part of a pack and all I can think is that he must have done something incredibly evil. "What do you say gorgeous, you want me to finish you off?" He chuckles, reaching out for me. "I'd rather die." I grunt out and he laughs. "Oh, that's going to happen, but we might have some fun with you first." The moment I feel his hand grab my arm, Abaddon twists, hitting and kicking out at the two men holding him. I raise my knee, slamming it between the legs of the man in front of me, he grunts, bending forward so I hit him in the back of the head, send

Killian stood up and started circling the man while reciting another verse, much to the man's horror. He stood behind the man, making the hair rise on his nape. "If only you had read the book," he remarked and bent. "It might have kept you from death," he said in his ear in a low, gravel tone. The man trembled in utter fear. "If you are going to kill me then just kill me," the man begged timidly, becoming tired of his game. Killian smirked and stepped around him. "I don't kill anymore, Marlon," Killian opened the gun and started taking out bullets one by one.

I don't know when I'm drifted into sleep in his arms meanwhile in the sky good angel : is there any other piece of man like this guy evil angel : why good angel : to make him mine evil angel : didn't you see what kind of guy he is earlier good angel : who cares evil angel : me good angel : huh evil angel : you're not allowed to dream about any guy good angel : why evil angel : that's it