The Root Of All Evil Book Novels & Stories

Your purpose is to protect yourself and not hurt anyone else. "Good people in business world are few and far in between. I've only seen a handful of people that are like my father. So, I admit money is the root of all evil. Men or women, they would still be unable to control themselves. After all, everyone had desires. I can't even guarantee what my future would look like." "It's a high-sounding saying of using evil to fight evil."

I twisted everything around me, ensuring that my life became worse than it ever needed to be. In that moment of clarity, I realized I am the root of all my problems. I’ve made my life a living hell, and it could have spiraled even more out of control if I hadn’t faced this sooner. The fear of losing everything and breaking down overwhelms me, and it hurts deeply because the monster in my story was never an external force; it was me all along. I’ve been my own worst enemy, and I should have recognized that—I am the villain in my own story.

And once I was bound to him — bound to his wolf — no one, not even the gods themselves, could take him back. --- Above the mortal sky — Aetheria In the lesser halls of Solara, a god of burnished bronze paused mid-step. Scrolls rustled, silk whispered, yet he stilled. The air had shifted. He drew a breath — and nearly gagged. Corruption. It stank of soil that had never known sun, of roots slick with rot, of hunger older than time. It was faint, woven deep into a wolf-bond, but unmistakable. “The Black Root moves,” he murmured.

“You are evil…” The man spat at her. She arched an eyebrow and looked at the man. “I’m evil?” She asked shocked slightly. She shook her head “Sweetheart…you don’t know evil…you haven’t seen evil..I have…do you know what it is like to hold a dying child in your arms as you bleed out yourself because someone thought it was good to shoot them, just because they weren’t human? How about doing the same thing again, but with twins…and they were your own…would you call the children evil because they were not human? Or would you call their murderer evil? How about the person that burns down a whole town filled with women and children just because they aren’t human? How about being the person that ri

Some were crying, some were laughing, some were rich, some lingered on the edge of hunger, some were at ease, and some were covered with clouds of worry. "Look at the hundreds of states in this world. It's extremely desolate and all living things are suffering. You are all the same. As long as you're born to be a human, you'll be greedy to eat the three flames. These three flames poison people's hearts, so they make people sink into reincarnation. The thousands of things in the world are the root of evil, causing all living things to be killed. You have the pain just now, and it's also because of this."

“A man isn’t born evil, the world turns him into one.” Damien bowed, turned around and walked down the stairs. I kept looking at him for several minutes when I realise his words struck where they shouldn’t have. In my heart. I was not sure if he was trying to tell me something, but I could feel he was trying to console me. My hands clenched on my sides. Evil. This word rang with such a ferocious howl in my head that made me turn on my heels and dash towards the very familiar room I was used to.

I couldn’t tell whether he was unimpressed by that or if he was angry. “Telling me your name will not change anything,” I told him. “It might help us bond.” He shook his head and walked as far away from me as he could. He definitely wasn’t stupid, and I underestimated the extent of his empathy. “Everyone in this life is evil at heart. No matter how many good deeds you do, it doesn’t change the fact that you were born from a tree of evil. And we all know the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”

They judge the triplets for their pain, but given the ruin they’ve caused, who would they blame that on? Everyone of us drifted into darkness because we thought it was the only way to actually get what we wanted. Because we expected ourselves to get revenge for the pain we’ve faced; hence, being evil is the right thing to do. Maybe, after all, I can help us find a settlement. “All of us here suffer from an experience that changes who we really are. This world is born out of pain and pleasure, darkness and light, good and evil, but why is it so swift for us to shift to the bad side and not the right one?”

It stood up and walked out. I sighed. I want to cry right now. But I don't have to be weak! Grandma needs me. I turned to the sights I could see. But my vision stopped when I saw on the left side, it was far from Sebastian's palace. That part is dark. I can no longer see very well but that place is too far away. That part seems shady. Maybe it's raining. But why just there? What's in that place? Is it still the kingdom of Vlademort? I suddenly remembered the book I had seen earlier so I quickly closed the window and approached the shelf and handed over the book. I turned to Sebastian's exit door earlier. He was not there maybe he went down.

'' the king almost scoffed at the priests, he concluded that -at least- not all of them were involved, if the decision was consensually made by the holy council, then Sara would have been killed right away and the whole accident would be blamed on the pitiful excuse of a human named Patrick, but instead, she was moved back to her room and he was informed. ''Your Majesty please listen to us, That book...'' ''What about the damn book?'' ''It is not a book, It is a demonic tool, it is called a demonic gate, since the time they were defeated and cursed, the demons had left their eyes and ears in our world, to spy on us until the time of their return, this book is none other then one of those ey