Left-handed Evil の小説・ストーリー

“If it can be done without implicating us, it would sever this unholy bond between two very dark worlds. If they discover we are behind it, it might strengthen that bond and, of course, put us in danger from both parties. Davina scowled as she placed her hand over her stomach. “I hate the thought of killing an innocent unborn, no matter who the parents are.” “That is no innocent unborn,” Margaret said, forcefully. “Get that out of your head right away. Even from her womb, that unborn could destroy all three of us with one clean sweep. It is pure evil incarnate waiting to be hatched.” When Davina gasped at the harshness of Margaret’s words, Freya nodded. “I have to agree with her. We

“This is the girl who caused her mother’s death—the curse that ruined our family.” I couldn’t meet anyone’s eyes. People looked at me with pity or disgust. I couldn’t speak. Why would he humiliate me like this? I’m his daughter. Didn’t the years of him calling me his “little treasure” mean anything? Why did he keep dragging Mom’s death back into my face? I’d lost my mother—how could he still blame me? Just then, Henry Hale rushed in—my maternal grandfather. He stepped in front of me, blocking the stares. “Ethan Harrington!” he demanded. “Ava is your daughter. She’s an heir to the Harrington name on both sides. She does not deserve this.”

The accident happened on a Thursday evening in deep winter. Yijun was running the Primordial Breach Array at full power for the first time. The calculations were right — she had checked them herself twice. There was no reason it should have gone wrong. What no calculation could catch was the sealed ancient formation two peaks over that some junior disciple had activated without authorization, sending a pulse of old energy across the mountain at exactly the wrong moment. Lihua felt it happen before she heard anything.

"His thirst for revenge became the only thing he lived for, and his evil side overwhelmed the good and took over his soul so much that he is now evil to the very core of his soul. "Because evil is powerful and fearful, this makes them more powerful and fearful too, but this scenario happens only rarely. Elliott is only the second that we know about in our history. He is now evil as evil dominates his soul and his heart is stone cold." Alisa gasped. That did not seem like the Elliott she knew.

he grunted sourly. "Lucifer has destroyed all of his previous left hands. He cut off the heads and wings like insects and killed all that they held dear to them. You were better off keeping your black heart dead within your chest, brother," he growled roughly. Rubbing his hand down his face, Faelon let out a string of curses.

The explosion was so big that it burned several undead troops. "What?! You bastard!" The undead general looked annoyed. Some of his troops immediately scattered and avoided the burst of red fire. Not long after, Arya Santanu stopped his shooting. His right hand had turned into a demon hand. Hot air in the form of thin smoke billowed from his demon hand. The undead general recognized the demonic energy coming from Arya Santanu's hand. He approached the young man and left Dewi Sari Kencana who parried his attack.

Odin drove his spear through the male behind her. Then they kept going. Faster. Harder. Like something had unlocked in their bodies. Ezra's team noticed. Hansen's head snapped toward Silas in disbelief. The braided woman hesitated mid-swing, and Odin punished the opening with a slash that sent her reeling. The momentum had shifted. “Fuck! What the hell’s going on with them?!” Hansen roared with disbelief. “Are they suddenly possessed by the war of god?!” “Who know?? Block them!” yelled another Lycan trying to stop Silas.

She collapsed to her knees. "Sophia Martinez," the Godfather's voice was like ice, "you have betrayed this family, framed the wife of a Don, and colluded with our enemies. By the old laws, your crimes are punishable by a thousand cuts." "Godfather, please! I know I was wrong!" she begged, slamming her head on the marble floor. "I hereby declare," Antonio announced, "that Sophia Martinez is excommunicated! From this day forward, she is nothing to us!" As the family murmured in agreement, I felt a new wave of rage.

The smell of rotting flesh and vomit welled up as a dark figure began to climb up over the two females. Isabella shut her eyes a moment as light surrounded her protecting her at the same time. She saw a vision of an ancient forgotten race of men who were much taller and very evil. They had reddish hair and long skulls. Their eyes were dark and filled with malice. All at once she understood everything they had done and who they were today. The knowledge that was hidden on purpose by them flooded into Isabella all at once from deep within her mind. She opened her eyes. “So, you chose the smallest and weakest among us as your prey. You raped them. You killed them. You ate them. You are filth. Y