Pretty Evil Novels & Stories

Too bad and too late, he already did. "Answer me! What is so bad about this child growing inside me hat you just can't take?" I asked him. There was no answer. I sighed. This zombie mode was the worst thing ever, it was hard to get anything through to him while he was being like that. I wanted to slap him across the face, but I didn't want to touch him because I knew he'd stop me from slapping him, which would mean he'd hold my hand in his, which would mean I'd lose control over myself and be just what he wants me to be; Liquid.

she laughed at her words and left the room. She drove straight home, refreshed, and dozed off. Unknown P.O.V "Kola your next target should be Chimamanda, that stupid bitch I want to give her a painful death. I want her to watch me as I eliminate her slowly" she clenched her teeth, clasped her hands, and closed her eyes shut imagining the scene.

"I'm quite accustomed to it. He is cruel to me all the time." "Really?" "Yes. He finds the ultimate pleasure in abusing me." "He abused you?!" "At every turn." Been living in a fast lane since his early adulthood, there was only a few which could surprise him, but what Blackthorne just heard stunned him. He knew that the duke was a cold, arrogant prick, but he never expected him to be a vile pervert. Looking at the sweet, innocent-looking woman next to him, he imagined the shame and the pain she endured at the hands of her master. Blackthorne was definitely not a moral man, and he might have broken hearts of too many women in his amorous adventures, but he never derived sick, disgusting plea

perfect juliana:- what perfect are you going to kill my father velliam:- no I am talking about food it's so good (they finish their food and go to sleep ) novsitle:- bro what you do there in fight velliam:- I just kill his pride form soul and result is Good and there might be possibilities that he become empty shell like dead from inside novsitle:- you did something dangerous and you don't know whether you succeed or not velliam:- no I know I will be succeed and tell me what the heck you doing novsitle:- what are you saying velliam:- how can you spend time with her in library and I Stickley told you to say away from noble

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

I said softly causing him to look over at me surprise on his features at my change in tone. "Real name is Kateus, also known as the sin of envy, due to jealous tendencies and grudges" I said taking a deep breath. "One of the main downfalls in humanity is the want for what others have making him one of the most dangerous sins because it doesn't matter who gets hurt in the process the only thing that is a priority is his own want to be better and higher then anything and everyone else around him" I said causing him to look almost ashamed.

Evelyn trailed a few steps behind them, patting her coat into place with the same malignant calm with which she always did everything as if their near-miss with death had been no more than a trifling incident. Lena's heart continued to flutter, her mind trapped in a never-ending cycle of Damien's words. "Vincent Mercer is not an arms dealer. He's the one in charge." A ghost. A hushed name in the darkest corners, someone whom no one had ever seen and lived to talk about. She clenched her teeth. They were no longer attempting to flee from Damien. They'd stepped into something much more sinister. And she didn't know if they'd survive to get out.

I didn't care to find out at the time. Fully dressed in my black elegant off shoulder dress, I was ready to do the walk of shame and take all the critical glares that old people would give me. It is not my fault spiders have been living in there. Sex is something absolutely fucking perfect. It consists of pleasure, exercise and a way of doing therapy as you take your anger or frustration out.

His handsome face is so deceiving that he is about to turn into a psychopath again… this multiple personality disorder makes him bad and unpredictable. "NO! AHHH! I AM RIPPING OFF!" she exclaims as he is forcing to put it all inside… "Relax, it is still just the head." He replied to him sarcastically, and then she cries so bad. The merciless De Vere is not feeling any guilt right now… the pit-pat sensation he is feeling right now is surging and burning inside his chest. Until he digs deeper into her small and delicate body. "Ahhh… shit," he moans as he is looking at their intact organs.

, I screamed with so much disappointment, and fear for the upcoming disaster. I muttered to myself, in a dispirited tone, though inaudible, saying, “How could you, Jeff? I can tell that you are a fanatic of evil. You hate good and so you don't do good. Our Kingdom is as peaceful and calm as the heaven is, but then you deceptively kindled your evil fire, and it's on its way to burning down everywhere". Jeff is a treacherous fiend. He is an example of evil in a human form. He detests goodness, peace, and joy with so much passion, which is why he was always on the lookout to destroy other people's progress, smiles, their joy and peace.