Something Truly Evil Novels & Stories

Was he really that evil that even his best friend feared him. #################

We both knew the truth. “The second group,” I continued, “are people born good, but who get pushed so far, cornered so deeply, that they turn evil just to survive. They become cold because it’s their only weapon. They drop their morals because their morals were the chains holding them down.” Alec raised an eyebrow. “So you’re saying Violet is part of the second group?” I smiled slowly. “No.” Alec’s brows knitted together. “Then what group is she in?” “The third, the ones who were too good, and pure for this world. The ones who were never meant to hurt anyone. The ones who forgive when they shouldn’t. The ones who stay kind even when the world spits in their face.”

he says. “I see through you, Adrian.” “Do you want a medal for that?” “You disgust me” I blurt. “And I'm starting to realize there was even greater element of truth the rumors I heard while on the battlefield.” “Don't bore me with your plain discoveries and mindless theories.” “You're not just shallow. You're the most evil kind of evil. Masked in goodness, corrupted by impunity. A devil in an angel's garm—” My throat clamps shut before I can utter a single word.

Ghost bellowed, "Like I said, I don't—" "You don't care?" Frank chuckled, cutting him short. "But I do." Ghost snorted coolly. "That's why I said you hypocrites sicken me!" "Hypocrites? Big words," Frank said quietly, spreading his palm. "Take, for example, the power of the spiritron vein—it can help but also hurt. Can you really define if it's good or evil? "No. It's not up to people to define good and evil, nor the genuine or fake."

They were back to normal, devoid of the earlier redness. “ Kaden?” I said, and he froze, lowering his head. “ What got into you?” He sighed, lowering himself back into the chair and cupping his face in his hands before looking at me again.“ There’s something evil inside me,” he whispered. “ Evil? In what way?” I asked, confused. “ Evil, like a darkness lurking deep within my soul. It takes over piece by piece until it consumes you entirely, leaving nothing but darkness. It turns you into someone you don’t want to be. Your thoughts and actions are no longer your own.”

They were burning pits of red and black, endless and hollow, promising destruction and power in equal measure. The ancient evil. The true architect behind everything. And I had just given myself to it.

“Then by your logic, Lovena who is guilty of her own crimes, being a werewolf means all werewolves are evil, doesn’t it?” The woman’s mouth snapped shut and the crowd shifted uneasily. No one spoke. “Being evil is not about what someone is,” I said, letting my voice carry over. “It is not stamped into your blood because you were born a witch… or a werewolf… or anything else. Evil is a choice. An individual’s choice. Yes, there are many evil witches out there. But there are also evil werewolves. Evil humans, evil anything. So… are we going to judge guilt based on race?”

-- Barbara: Humans are the most evil species. Greed drives us to do evil things. There aren't good or bad people, people only mistake the bad that they do as good just because they are blinded with either greed or anger. Trust me, I am not greedy, even if I am, I just want power, to rule and to command. Since little, being in control has always been the thing I have cherished. There’s just something so great about having people kneel at your feet, you feel stronger. You feel like a god playing the people like puppets.

Vivian replied. Indeed, even if he never hurt her, she would never have liked him. The line between good and evil was always clear to her. Good people were good people. Villains were villains. All claims of involuntary actions or forced actions were simply excuses after one’s choice was made. Regardless of time or place, one’s reasons were no excuse for committing evil deeds. He chuckled gently and mumbled to himself, “That’s right. I’ve forgotten. I’m a villain. A lowlife.”

When he had mastered his mirth, he at last spoke. "We're no more evil than any other race. There are good and bad among us. The good can be very good. The bad...exceptionally so. But it's not our natures to be either. We only seem so evil because we have the power to wreak such havoc on you poor humans. I, myself, haven't done anything more evil than filch a sheep or two from an unsuspecting shepherd in many a long age." "Um, you did show up to eat me."