Something Truly Evil Novels & Stories

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."

Perhaps our problem on this earth is that most people are waiting for someone to come to fix their societies, instead of doing it. The name of the writer is the godslayer: {evil}. He also ended his book with a paragraph in which he wrote: Am I the Evil, or am I the Good, who freed the world from the prison of the word of God that prevents them from relying on themselves? Am I the "Savior" or am I salvation itself, when the scales change the search for strength It's What makes you count and what makes you one of the scales of the balance ,when you reach absolute power, the absolute truth appears before you, only time judges us to perish.

"W-what?" "Yes Isabella. You have a white witch ancestry. a highly sought-after creature because to their ability to both heal and raise the dead. Imagine being able to raise millions of the dead and use them to build an army. Think about how easy it would be to heal someone if they got hurt." Xian clarified but kept going. "Are there any evil qualities in those who die and then return back to life? Or do they simply continue living their normal lives, as they have in the past, on the other hand?" Confounded, I inquired.

The pain never went away, it festered, and it build until it turned into a horrible ache that consumed my soul. Dearil held back, I saw it. I felt it, and I wanted to do nothing more than destroy them all for their acts. If I had the power to kill them all, I would not hesitate for a second. I was not a good person, but that didn't stop me from ridding the world of those who were worst than I was. It was the classic evil taking out evil.

Looking down into the boys curious eyes which were a replica of his. He speaks. " No one is completely good or evil, kid." " Everyone has both good and evil inside them." Logan looks at Zander in confusion. " But Dad...does this mean Heratte was not evil. Who was evil then? The death wolf?" " None kid." " But had their own reasons. " " Heratte's love for Than made her evil.” " Similarly, Than 's love for Selena made him good. But when he lost her because of Heratte....it made him evil."

She was the purest form of evil, with the luck of the world on her side. And that was why Cecilia became the most effective individual against her. Maybe, there would be more people like her in the world. Psychopaths, Sociopaths, Pedophiles, Rapists, all the horrible individuals in the world who had no reason except to please themselves for their actions. Those who had failed to know how to reach real fulfillment and fell into an addiction to evil. But there was no one with such tremendous luck as her. And even if monsters had feelings... What is she?

The word he uttered was like a command, making Satan tremble. Whoosh— The next moment, Andrius, enveloped in boundless momentum, came crashing down like a god. “Good is evil, and evil is good. Good and evil are one! You, a creature who is neither good nor evil, should completely disappear!” Andrius drew closer. His power was gathered to its peak, ready for his strongest blow. “No—” Satan felt the unstoppable power within it and instantly fell into despair.

She had stayed and lived in the devil’s den. “This isn't you, Damon. It can’t be.” Eleanor said, her voice shaking as she tried to believe that he was forced into doing it. Damon let out a long, satisfying laugh. “That is the weirdest attribute you have, El, being too susceptible to understand that we have evil people and the good. My clan are the good ones, and your kind are evil. Evil we shall not let prevail.” He informed. Cruz scoffed. “It looks like the opposite to me.”

LUCA The agonizing cries of a cowering man is the greatest bliss of a lifetime. I would say that I find it pleasurably entertaining from the depths of my soul but it has none. It’s earned me a reputation that I now love to live by. I’ve been called a lot of things and evil is one of them but not the kind that’s done to a man by his fellow man, sprung by jealousy or broken pride. No, it was the evil that came at you in retribution to the sin one commits against me or my family.