Pretty Evil Novels & Stories

But every time I show weakness, they beat me up to death. I can even remember Odin's favorite motto for me. "If you are weak, then you have no right to live in this world," That's Odin's favorite line. But... where am I? It's impossible that Odin will let me out of their sight. They can't let me gone even just for an hour. For them, I'm a tool or a machine that they can use and experiment with every time they want. Yes, they are that cruel. And I loathe them to the core!

“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

“Mo-m, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to disappoint you and my father. I know that you have so many good plans for me, you even urged me to have an arranged marriage to the son of our business partner but.. I can’t do that Mom, I’m sorry.” My tears are racing to fall from my eyes as I speak out my thoughts but my mother is getting angrier at me, “Do you want to disgrace our family specially your parents? Your dad is a well known businessman. He’s always in front of news headlines, interviews and more. What if the media will know about this huh? What are they gonna say about us to our family? That my decent, refined and successful business woman daughter is a disgrace to our family that loves the

Immediately, Erric exhaled in disappointment, stood up from his seat, and turned away. “He’s kidding, they wanted anyone of us. Of course, you wouldn’t,” Thor slipped in. He had a smile that did not directly depict that he found the joke funny. Erric had seen it before. He hated receiving it—a smile without happiness, flashed only to give a sense of comfort, through pity. They never help; they make him feel helpless. He’s not helpless. He sat down again but more agitated by Thor’s pity than Deuss’ joke. “So who will?” he asked, trying to hide his irritation down.

I noticed the gloves she was wearing and immediately guessed that the perfume wasn't just poisonous to inhale—touching the bottle itself could also cause serious harm. Seeing that I still wouldn't take the perfume, Queenie suddenly bit her lower lip hard, tears spilling from her bloodshot eyes. "I'm aware of my humble background and that this perfume isn't from a premium brand. It's only natural that you'd be unimpressed by it, but I just wanted to show my appreciation, Helena." I had treated her like family, yet she wanted me dead. At that moment, she was even trying to play the victim and emotionally manipulate me. I wasn't going to let her do that to me.

There was no love left in me for her, she only made my cock hard. “I’m so mad at you right now. You allowed this bullshit to ruin what we had. You could have confronted me but you took a bitchy route around this whole situation by ghosting me instead of confronting me like a real man. You believed the same bitch... the same bitch that participated in tricking me to come to this country and I was almost turned to a fucking prostitute because of her! You’re an asshole, Jason.”

I was expecting him to stand up and charge at me but he laid there on the ground like a pussy holding on to his broken nose. I hated assholes like this who only possessed power when it came to taking advantage of defenceless women. “Who the fuck are you?!” His voice sounded more like he was whining like a scared pussy. I knelt before him, pulling him up through the collar of his shirt as his head hung almost limply. “Do you know the one thing I hate more than cheats? It's scumbags like you who try to take advantage of women!” I yelled as I punched him again. “Don't you fucking know what a ‘no’ means?” Another punch. “It,” punch. “Means,” punch. “She's not,” another punch. “Interested,” punch

“And that’s why you’ll never win. And you will always belong to me.” I could barely see straight, my body screaming in pain as he continued his brutal assault. My vision blurred. But I could still make out the evil in his eyes as he stood over me, staring down at me, and said. “And now we wait.”

Valeria said, putting a patch of hair behind the ear, like the sweet mother she was never going to be. Valeria was pure evil.

The possessive pressure made her clench hard around him. “Keep talking,” he ordered. “Dirtier.” Vespera moaned, the sound cracked and shameless. “I’m your filthy little fuck doll,” she said, voice wrecked as she kept slamming herself down. “I wake up aching for this cock. I go to sleep dripping because you won’t let me come unless I’m on it. I want you to ruin me. I want you to fuck this cunt so deep I feel you in my stomach. I want to come all over you while I tell you how much of a cock-slut you’ve turned me into.”