Pretty Evil Novels & Stories

They were my angels. But then one day Justin snapped. He became evil, dark and absolutely insane. I don’t know what happened to him, or why he changed and decided to become the person that he is today. I tried everything in my power to make him stop, to save him from damnation but it only seemed to make it worse. I thought that one day he would change for the better, that one day he would go back to being the person that I always knew him as. But he never stopped, he never listened and he didn’t care about anything that I had to say anymore.

"All my life, I thought I was hideous. I was misfortunate to be born like this. I felt that nothing I could do about it, so I had no other choice but to embrace it and accept that I was a hideous beast." "But why is life always so unfair when everything is already too late? Why give me a fucking cure when I already embraced who I was? Now that it is in front of me, the chance to become normal like the rest of you, I destroyed it again! It's like life doesn't want me to have the peace I fucking deserve!" He looked up from the sky. His face was wet from the rain. Its droplets poured down from his forehead, down to his adam's apple bobbing up and down since he was screaming. He punched the air,

Nobody said anything wrong at all about what she was really like. “What kind of appearance did you observed?” Vivian began suspiciously. “Please I would not hide any fact from you. Your outlook is like one of those modern women found in Hollywood and streets of the town. Your dressing violets modest fashion. You don’t look like the wife of a reasonable man; I am not pleased with your shameful appearance. Why do you allow demons to slip through you? Once again, I have the feeling of shame burning inside me, because your appearance connotes evil. Nobody ever believed that someone like you could do this nefarious act. One of these days you will be like one of those women who showed themselves i

It’s amazing how I feel this need to check on her, the bruise on her lips and the purple mark on her arm will be a good warning to the traitor who imagines to have weakened me and to the fools who believe they can touch the devil’s Aphrodite. I put the small hand back to the side of his body and leave from inside my suite, Dobriev leaning against the wall lifts his gaze understanding very well what I want, and sits quietly following me through the corridors of the mansion until we reach the room. Next to the fireplace are the five soldiers, their looks mixed between respect and fear quickly drift to the floor. Perversity is an old known rising through the veins and inflaming the soul in need

He could barely see , his one eye was shut from the beeting he got. Oh, how I would enjoy killing him....slowly, painfully. Letting him feel the agony as I have fun. Begging me to just kill him already to releave him from the agony. Valik Petrov is a piece of shit. The time we were gathering information about the bastered sitting infront of me, I came to find out he was a sick pice of shit. Using his doctor's license to rape young girls and boy's. Just looking at him made me sick to my stomach. "We meet again." I fumed leaning back in the chair.

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

It didn't end well for him as the story progressed. The Pink Devil- The Pink Devil is one of the main antagonist of this story. She is the evil version of Jennifer. She could possess Jennifer at anytime she feels like it and follows her wherever she goes. The Pink Devil is in her mirror, nightmares, when she has Sleep Paralysis, and does what Jennifer is afraid to do. She loves sex and BDSM; she only punishes men who treat women wrong. But it's revealed that The Pink Devil is a personification of Jennifer's father, who was abusive and tormented her. Anytime she thinks about her father, The Pink Devil appears.

"I just wanted to say that Sebastian will do anything so save your grandmother. Don't let your self believe on anyone except on us." "If I trust you can you give my grandmother back to me? And who is Matheus? Why did he take my grandmother ?!" I promise with a trembling voice. "Matheus is the king of Orpheus. He's an evil and he'll do anything to destroy us." Its a cold answer. "And what have we got to do with you? We are just humble people." Is it just human? "Yes you're a human ... but, your grandmother is vampire." A vampire?

friend and eat bagels together, when the biker had hit her from behind. Gary opened his left hand and revealed an empty palm. He feigned a shocked expression. Hope gasp, but she was also feigning as they had done this routine before. "Where is it?" "Should we check the right?" He said in an exaggerated inquisitive tone. She nodded with excitement. Gary opened his right hand, but it was empty yet again. "Where?" She kept up with the act. "Where do you think?" He teased.

, It is difficult for us to back up our statement with an irrefutable evidence because we have none to use. But if we all believe that the organization is made up of bad people, then it will be easy for us to conclude that your husband doubted himself not only because of baseless reasons to drown his self-confidence but because he was afraid of the man he was slowly becoming. Recent studies shows the phase between doing evil and accepting you have done evil. From their discoveries, it is easier for a man to do evil continuously and still feel nothing when he is doing it. But when he realizes he has done evil, it becomes harder for him to do it immediately again. At that point, his brain begi