Riding With Evil Novels & Stories

He trotted with a speed even the vampire king couldn't phantom,hitting Eli mercilessly and clawing every bit of resistance the vampire tried forging against him. Rai growled jumping high in the air to strike at the Tribrid who breathed torture upon the vampire king. Too late!,the Tribrid grabbed him mid air by the neck with his claws sharply buried into his neck whilst he held Eli with the other. They each struggled,the Tribrid let out a roar!,ripping Eli's chest away from his body that he fell weakly to the ground. The wolf glared at Rai satisfactorily before smashing him to the ground so that it trembled.

The night is known for it's calmness and silence.Although the statement is true but the danger and evil lurking behind the calmness and silence cannot be overemphasized. A man in his early 40's drove into the thick dark forest located in a small remote area faraway from the city.Sounds of crickets making a distinctive chirp and a toad croaking can be heard from a long distance,black wolves skulk behind trees as their fiery white glowing eyes blink in the darkness.According to the history of the village,the forest have claimed the lives of both the young and the old villagers.This weird and unusual phenomenon led to the migration of the rest of the villagers because no one knows who'll be the

Havermouth, Present Time How the twin werewolf girls ran hand-in-hand, Rhett didn’t know, but he had to admire the co-ordination. He was far less co-ordinated with one hand on the arse of the boy riding him piggy-back and the other gripping the wrist of the wild-one that he didn’t trust not to run in the wrong direction because the lunatic had already done so once.

Aelnith Eventide The Witch Queen Carmun had three sons. The Dain, Dub, and Dother. Each one was marked by terrible dark magic. It each one with different, dark gifts. Aelnith stood holding River, in the cover of a copse of trees. Where the Dain had been a hulking, foul monster, Dub was merely a shadow. That didn't mean that Dub was harmless or somehow a safer choice than the Dain, it merely meant his magic and darkness was that much more subtle and insidious.

I didn’t need anyone finding out about this meeting. “No, I covered my tracks.” I followed Rook to a spot where he had hidden our two Nightmares. Nightmares are demonic horses that are black with manes and tails made of fire, their eyes are red and unless you are a demon, I wouldn’t recommend touching one. One touch from a nightmare could make you have horrific dreams for the rest of your life. They fed off fear and loved to torment the living. I mounted Amdis, my Nightmare. I've had had him since I was young, and he was loyal. The only one who could ride him was me. If another tried, they would end up seriously injured.

The Ironfangs do not hesitate, when leaders call them. We mounted. The bikes were beasts under us, chrome lungs breathing. Maddox fired first, the burst of his engine like a war drum. Jax kicked his bike into motion with a curse that was half laugh, half animal noise. Calder’s face went hard and calm, a man who knew the shape of the night. Evelynn slid onto the back of my spare, fingers warm and quick against my hip; her presence was a steadying weight even with blood still drying on her knuckles. "I'm coming with you. Or I can ride there by myself. But I'm coming either way. " She said firmly.

he exhaled, then joined his forehead with hers, his hands still touching, they didn't want to stop, but he had to stare her in the face. "What are you doing here? When did you get here?" "Sofia, listen to me well. There are good and bad people around us. And even those who seem bad, are not. The other way around, there are good people disguised as evil. Whatever may, no matter who the people are, I want you to understand that it's in me that you will trust to the fullest." She looked right into his eyes. His were now injected with something she couldn't decipher. "Why do you say that?"

They surged towards her, a tide of darkness threatening to engulf her whole. Liam stood before them, a twisted figure bathed in an unholy red light. A cruel smile played on his lips. "Welcome to the new Aethel, Evie," he declared, his voice dripping with a chilling promise. "And now, face the consequences of your actions." Evie stood alone, surrounded by the darkness she had unwittingly unleashed. Liam, her companion, her friend, was lost to it. The corrupted Wellspring's power pulsed with a terrifying intensity, its influence spreading outwards.

One at a time the passed out drunks are carried away by beings of evil. I have know idea what's happening, all I know is that there are evil people getting taken away. Just as the crazy witch is about to mount me, and their leader is about to stab himself into Iris, they are lifted away, the last of the evil, getting lifted away from the world. The beings that seem happy to take evil back where it belongs, smile at us as they disapear into the clouds. I look over at Iris who makes her way over to me. Neither of us have the clothes we once had on, they are shreded and laying all over the ground.

"Okay, so I summoned the ancient wolf of the witches from your legend?" Elly nodded happily. "I think so." Eva rolled her eyes. "Elly! Those legends also have virgin sacrifices, girls eaten alive, and people whose blood is drained! How do you know this thing is friendly?" "I know," she said. "Because he's your mate." Eva's eyes flew wide open. She was in shock. "Okay, you've completely lost it!" she said, standing up and reaching for her coat. She wanted to get away from here as soon as possible.