The Root Of All Evil Book Novels & Stories

Another reminder that no matter how much I gave, they would always want more. And one day, I knew, they would take everything from me until there was nothing left to give. I just stared at Riley. My face was blank, my eyes hollow, as though I was looking through her rather than at her. And in that still moment, my mother’s voice echoed in my head. “No one is truly evil, Violet. Sometimes, when they show you their bad side, show them your good side. It will eventually get to them.” No, Mother. You were wrong. There are evil people in this world. People who can’t be changed. No matter how many good sides you show them, they will never appreciate it. They will only take your kindness and spit i

His voice was calm and holy for everyone else. I looked up at him. This man had corrupted me completely. He had taken my body. I was carrying his child. I was addicted to his touch, his cock, his control. I looked at Father Elias as he preached and he glanced at me with that possessive hunger in his eyes. At that moment I knew the truth. I was lost forever. There was no breaking free. No redemption. I had chosen the darkness he awakened in me. The line between devotion, trust and damnation had completely disappeared.

Revenge. That is what I'm here for. My life in heaven as the right of the Lord, my father, was ripped off me, so there's no way I would leave the earth. My main dish is the evil implanted in the hearts of those who are willing to take it. And as long as the humans soak in their own evil they generated, my feet will always be rooted on the earth. And my shadow blanketing the earth. "You want to get high, you will receive it. In full dose!"

I breathed out, taking a seat beside him. “ Who would've thought that Rico could something so evil?” He remarked, his face twisted in disgust. I chuckled sadly— I was just as surprised as him, it was as though something possessed him or something because the Rico I knew was very delicate. Now I'm finding out that he worked for a cult and that he'd always wanted Alex dead. For someone who told me he loved me. It was a lot to take in. “ I guess we shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.” I replied, my memories going back to the time when Rico made my heart race, when he made emotions swirl within me but now, all I felt was rage. I hated him so much.

“If I’m considered a bad girl, I don’t even know how to call you guys. Evil seems to put it lightly.” “If killing makes someone evil, then all humans--all living creatures--are evil.” “Evil is measured by your own conscience and reflected by your karma thread,” Little Yin responded as she looked at the woman from head to toe. Something about that gaze made the lady’s chest tighten. “And from what I can see, to call you evil is truly putting it lightly.” The qi around the lady fluctuated unconsciously. It was as if she had just escaped great danger.

Serving them,she announces, "Let's have takeouts to celebrate our girl's coming of age." As we eat, Bali whispers to me, "We all want a bad boy who's good only to us, but the truth is, Renzo isn't just bad. He's __'' She is interrupted by Aiah's glare but shrugs at her. ''Renzo is evil," Bali finishes, her eyes grave and serious. "Evil corrupts the good, not the other way around." The words echo in my mind, and I can't help but feel a chill run down my spine. Evil? I feel sick, and I put down my food; my appetite is gone.

I hated that I fell in love with this vile man standing before me. I tilted my head slightly, a sly smile playing on my lips. “Oh? But you would have done even worse, wouldn’t you? Why do you think you’re the only one capable of evil?” His mouth opened, then closed. He had no response. I stepped closer, my eyes locked onto his. “You see, Ezra. Everybody has some degree of darkness in them and they only need a reason to let it all out. Oh wait, you don’t need a reason to be wicked. It’s in your DNA, right? It’s something you inherited,”

"Dress in the black suit. The one that makes you look like you’re heading to a war room. Because when we walk down those stairs, that’s exactly where we’re going." As Roman walked out of the room to face his father, he realized the "Sinful Virtue" of the day: He was no longer protecting his family from her. He was protecting her from his family. And God help anyone who stood in his way.

She sat there on the couch, small and fragile in a way that made the wolf in me want to shield her from everything, even myself. I reached out slowly, taking her hands in mine. They were cold, trembling. I held them gently but firmly, thumb brushing over her knuckles. “Eve,” I said, my voice low and steady, “I promise you—I’ll get to the root of this. We’ll find who did it. Every last one of them. And when we do, they’ll be on their knees begging. I hope you won’t show them mercy.”

The room fell into a stillness as everyone halted, their attention fixed on Mathias. "You claim to be an alpha, preaching about betrayal and the greater good of humanity. Yet, in truth, you embody the epitome of betrayal. Your love extends only to yourself. In fact, you are no true alpha..." Mathias began, his voice resolute, recounting the revelations contained within the book.