Story Of Evil Novels & Stories

"I just wanted to say that Sebastian will do anything so save your grandmother. Don't let your self believe on anyone except on us." "If I trust you can you give my grandmother back to me? And who is Matheus? Why did he take my grandmother ?!" I promise with a trembling voice. "Matheus is the king of Orpheus. He's an evil and he'll do anything to destroy us." Its a cold answer. "And what have we got to do with you? We are just humble people." Is it just human? "Yes you're a human ... but, your grandmother is vampire." A vampire?

“Gabriella, millions of years ago, I was the first being to exist, a being with power beyond imagination. I had enough power to level entire planets and destroy stars with only a flick of my finger, but I got lonely over time, so I decided to separate my evil side from my good side. Unfortunately, that turned out to be a bad idea. My evil half went on a rampage, wiping out galaxies as she pleased, and the worst part is that she hated me so much and never wanted to hang out. so I decided to trick her. I created this planet and created humans, werewolves, and witches. My evil half got jealous and decided to create her own planet. When she saw that all she could create was evil and darkness, s

The child on his left was still sobbing but Lei chose to ignore him, focusing all his attention on the book he was holding. This book was a story about an evil magician brought back to life by a young man, in order to avenge himself from the relatives who made him suffer abuse. The young man used his life to summon the evil magician’s soul into his body, forcing the evil magician to exact revenge for him. After the deed, the evil magician was given sovereignty over the young man’s body.

“Eva, Eric was not always this way, he was once this sweet and considerate boy, he was caring in a very healthy way, he smiled a lot and joked a lot….” “But…?” Eva asked, in this kind of story it is obvious that there's always a but and she really wants him to get to that part of the story. “Our mother was killed in front of him, by some random loan sharks so that changed him, that was the day he sold his soul to the devil” Theo explained. “Loan sharks??” Eva asked, pretending like she knew nothing about those kinds of people. “Yes Eva loan sharks…. So now you know, can we not..

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?"

I lived in poverty, and I was constantly on the run. I tried to prove who I was, but no one believed me. Everyone thought I was insane. I begged Sia desperately to switch us back. She pretended to agree, then lured me to the rooftop and shoved me from the 33rd floor. The last thing I saw before I hit the ground was her twisted expression, overflowing with ecstatic joy. "With your death, your identity will be mine alone!" she exclaimed. It was only then that I realized the censer Sia had bought online was a cursed relic. She lit the special incense and made her wishes to it. Over time, she was able to swap bodies with a chosen person and steal their identity.

“You tell me everything. Or I end this right now.” He laughed weakly, pain and fear twisting his face. “You already made a mistake coming here, John.” I leaned closer. “Talk.” His eyes flicked to Michelle, then to her mother, bound and crying. Something broke in him. “Fine,” he spat. “I’ll talk. I’ll tell you everything, you sick bastard.” He swallowed hard. “This all started with your father—John Edison. He thought he could control the world. Secretary of Defense, pulling strings, moving money, deciding who lived and who didn’t.”

She traced the point of the letter opener up and down his thighs and back to center. She tapped resolutely, once there. He sucked in a breath and she watched him get hard. “I know, I think I’ll tell you a story. Yes, that’s what I’ll do. It’s a short story, so listen carefully. There will be a question after. Once upon a time, there lived a girl who dreamed of running her own business, getting married, and having a large family. But one day, an evil man—that would be you—and his evil friends decided it would be fun to play soccer with the girl’s body. They kicked her and punched her like a piece garbage on the ground. The cowards left her in the desert to die, but the funny thing about it, s

Then the words came, low and rough, like they’d been dragged from somewhere deep and buried. “My mother was killed when I was fourteen,” he said. “Conti hit. They wanted to send a message to my father about territory. She was caught in the crossfire, wrong place, wrong time. Or maybe exactly the right place if you were them.” His voice cracked on the last word, the first real fracture she’d ever heard in it. “I found her. Still warm. Eyes open like she was waiting for me to do something. That’s when I became this.” He gestured vaguely at himself, at the blood on his knuckles. “The devil they all whisper about. Because the only way to survive was to become worse than what took her.”

I nibbled the head with my tongue and heard him growl loudly. ‎I felt him jerk and then he came, hot, thick, and down my throat. ‎"Swallow it all, honey," he ordered. ‎And I obeyed, taking every last bit of it. This is exactly what I wanted. To be continued in story 6 ‎**Author's Note" ‎Thanks for reading and supporting my book. I appreciate 💯 I've more steamy stories that would get you turned on. ‎