Talking Tom Evil Novels & Stories

“Lev will never allow you to kill me. I am valuable to him, and when you kill me, he will wage war upon you. I’m not cocky. I’m just being honest. Just let me go before all of you meet your death.” Tom said. He started laughing hysterically. He was cackling like he had won. Lev was right about him. He wasn’t an asset. He was a liability. He thought he was invincible, and therefore, he did whatever he wanted.

But the voice on the other end shattered my hopes. "Hey there, Adam," a chillingly familiar voice spoke. “You bastard,” I seethed. Laughter echoed through the phone, sending a shiver down my spine. It was Tom. The very mention of his name filled me with a seething rage that threatened to consume me whole. How dare he take Eve? How dare he even make this call? "Surprised to hear from me, Adam?" Tom chuckled, the sound dripping with malice. "I bet you're wondering where your precious Eve is right now. Which is quite hilarious because she is with me, where she ought to be."

Although we don't love each other, perhaps the attraction between us is enough to make our relationship good. "Breath, Evo. Also, wipe your saliva. It's embarrassing. You're drooling while staring at your wife," Tom teased Evo in a low voice. I was already in front of Evo so I heard what Tom said to him. I discovered that Tom was not just his trusted bodyguard but also his best friend. It turns out Tom owns the security agency where Evo hired his mother's driver-bodyguard and even Pit. "Shut up, man," Evo snapped at Tom, who just laughed at him.

It may even save you from being struck down by one of THEM. Humanity is inherently evil." He scrubbed his eyes to see what could be talking to him, there was nothing, he was just alone, alone in the place left by Matendechere. "She Should be coming back by now," he was waiting for her. A yawn escaped Abednego's mouth as he waited for the spirit of Matendechere to come and give instructions on what to finally do.

"Tom, you ruined my life and thought you’d get away with it. Now, I have my revenge!" Tom tried to speak but only blood came out of his mouth. His body stopped moving. He smirked as he coughed out blood. “Even...In...My...Next...Life...I will hurt you... till you submit to my feet and worship me...“ He finally spoke, before blacking out. Sirens wailed loudly in the distance, getting closer. Red and blue lights flashed across the parking lot. Sara dropped the gun, her breathing was uneven... “You are wrong Tom, In my next life...I will be your worst nightmare."

[Satanic Shop: Hi dear, may I know how you find out about our online store?] [Satanic Shop: Do you want to make a purchase, dear? Our products come with a cost.] [Satanic Shop: Dear, it's rude to steal from others, you'll be punished.] [Satanic Shop: Found you.] I tossed my phone out of fear, and in the quiet of the night, the thud was as loud as thunder. I patted my chest, trying to calm my racing heart.

First, I heard the echo of his footsteps draw near, and there he was: Tom, smooth as ever, stepped into the room with that glint in his eye-like a predator. "Calling it close, aren't we?" he said to me, one eyebrow cocked, as he approached me. "You gonna wanna hear this," I said, my voice low, words dripping with the kind of malice I knew he'd like. "It's bigger than the last info. Dante's got a whole lineup of imports coming in, and… they're not exactly legal, he's sneaking them in." A satisfied grin stretched across Tom's face. "Go on."