Scapegoat Novels & Stories

Sometimes you know a lot of things, sometimes even stupid at all when I need the information. Well, I really only know a few, Mustaka replied in a light tone. Including this one. What is this smell? Venus said flatly. Ebu Gogo, Mustaka answered. Short, greedy creatures with large eyes and mouth. They are very hairy. I hope you are not close to them, Venus. Despite the smell, they will also become my ally! Venus retorted sharply. Why do I have to antagonize them? You don’t have to; just… stay away a little. Venus growled. Why? They eat human flesh.

- I make a sound of disgust and disgust- think I'm going to throw up. -I had to cure it, you know, it was not pleasant to put soap and water on that thing- Scott says indignantly- On top of that he hit me. -Did you just put soap and water on it?- I ask, looking through the holes in my hand to see if the slaughterhouse has come down. And as it is, I completely uncover my eyes. Azael has his arms folded behind his head and his eyes closed. -Yes. -Not sell, or anything?- I ask with wide eyes.

All he could see was that disappointed expression on that charmingly handsome face. "Witchphobic..." Isaac had accused but he truly knew nothing of what Satake had endured in the hands of a particular witch. He had managed to conceal it while they had worked their little spells but something sinister within him cursed Satake for letting him go. That little voice at the back of his head wanted to gut them and watched them struggle and wither away just like his parents had that unfortunate night. And the strange thing was Satake almost succumbed. His wolf might have refused to surface since his birth but Satake felt the beast within. It was a feral abomination. Perhaps that was why the moon go

The sharp pointed bolo glued on the wooden blackboard, standing still. The men in the congregation held my father by hands as not to do something wrong. “You are teaching the people to do great things before God. You are supposed to be the man sent by God to give respect and peace to them but you are such a disgrace in this congregation! You are a false teacher! Taking advantage to your member! I will kill you and you should die. I do not care if I go to Hell.” I saw how my dad seething in anger as he threw fierce shot to Miguel.

Lucian explains with a smile. ​"You're possessed," I say with a shrug. "What you're describing is being possessed, and therefore, I rebuke you in the name of Jesus." ​"I'm not possessed," Lucian argues, looking truly offended. ​"Our Father, who art in heaven, hal…" ​"Iris!" he groans with clear frustration as he drops his head back. His expression somehow making him look like a child on the verge of a meltdown, the scene making me giggle helplessly.

Eager to impress him, the head of security pressed harder on my shoulder and kicked the back of my knee to make me fall to the floor. "Stay still, Mavis! If you stole from the company, you should've known you'd get caught! How can you do something stupid when you're so young?" My knee gave out from the pressure, and I nearly fell on the tiles. That was the story they had prepared for headquarters. A scapegoat, a forged confession, and the same lie repeated by everyone at the branch. They assumed the chairman would never bother listening to an intern. Once my thumbprint was on the page, the five-hundred-thousand-dollar gap would simply disappear.

After our son suffered severe burns in a fire, I gave up everything to care for him and my wife, who was on the verge of a breakdown. However, all she ever told me was to get out. Then, one night, I woke to the sharp smell of gasoline. My wife stood at the foot of the bed, with a lighter clenched in her hand. “Now we’ll be even.”

Magical spirit-beasts and rare herbal plots were now securely cordoned off from mundane earthly livestock by a shimmering, transparent energetic barrier, preventing any cross-contamination. Dedicated, climate-adjusted pastures had been constructed for the pigs, poultry, and rabbits. Incredible achiever that she was, Echo had even excavated a massive new secondary pond specifically for the incoming fish stock. Further down, emerald-green vegetable shoots were already bursting through the rich soil, fed by irrigation channels fed by the realm's crystalline mountain spring. The only quirk? The raw spring water inside the Sanctum was strictly for flora and fauna, if a human drank it directly wit

He was handsome just like his father, very tall with thick curly black hair, his eyes Hazel in colour, an insanely attractive man, Lorenzo saw him fit to take over his position if anything happened to his son. He was srict and intelligent, smart and trustworthy to him, a good leader to his siblings, his very handsome intelligent siblings. When Armando had died, Giago and Carlo had cried and cried, Giago was only thirteen at that time and Carlo eleven, but five years later they had both grown and matured, they knew what had to be done and always kept themselves composed. Giago looked way older than his age, just like his elder brother Angelo. Angelo was only six years older than giago but lo

James knew he was no match for Honorius. At that moment, he catalyzed Sacrilegious Ascension, which he had not used for a very long time. Sacrilegious Ascension was the significant cultivation method of the Demonic Ape Race and had strict requirements for the physical body. This was a mysterious secret art that increases one’s strength.