The School For Good And Evil Book Series นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It seems as though she was also being cautious. Headmistress Eldryn let out a sigh and said, “The truth is that, sometimes, the ones who feel the most wronged are actually the ones guilty of something, and the ones who end up doing a good cause are the preys waiting to be devoured. The definition of good or bad is twisted here, but I just hope you know where you are leading them to.”

"Seems our kind has bolstered lies to the humans about us to get, pardon the pun, witch-hunts started on a certain group." "But not all vampires or werewolves or even witches are good," I say again, still remembering the five vamps that came after me, Lance and Amelia. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be here. I'd be at school waiting to finish my senior year and looking forward to marrying Lance and joining a law school after graduation. Now I was stuck here taking weird classes like this. "True, but neither are all humans good." Bergins fangs poke past his lips at his smile and I shiver in revulsion.

Hello my beautiful readers! Please take a moment to read this short note, as it will explain what is yet to come and may answer questions you have. Zade was the lead I never knew I needed 🥹 he came in as a villain, and left with many hearts. He has fast become one of my favourite men ♥️ The next and final book in the series is a novell, which I don’t currently have an exact date for, but please visit the book occasionally if you don’t get notifications.

“The name is different from the one that she had used in the group but unless she has a psychotic identical twin running around, which is unlikely, then it’s the same goddamn person.” “The odds of this being a coincidence is just… it’s too much isn’t it.” Machine sighed. “You know that there ain’t no such thing as a coincidence in the world we live in.” Margo said, looking him in the eyes. “This woman… if you can even call her that, may have an angelic smile but she has the eyes of evil. Now you know me. I don’t put much stock in people being born evil or anything like that… but after looking at this…I don’t see how she can be redeemed.”

Nadir slowly slumped down on the couch and hid her face in hands, her anger suddenly disappeared somewhere, and wings curled and vanished. - Impossible... You are lying, it is not true, it is impossible...- Samael gasped. - And yet it is true, you saw it with your own eyes. Nadir is kind of like a princess of Hell.- Lilith replied, then turned to her.- Look, you can rule Hell along with your father. What do you think about it?- she suggested. - So that's why you were seeing Lucifer all the time...- Samael said accusingly, but Lilith scolded him with a glare.

He didn't seem to mind. Amy stood and pulled on her sweatpants and T-shirt. She ran upstairs and took a shower, then went back downstairs to work on homework until Jared came home with her promised treat. She'd started classes a few months ago. She was taking English literature, a subject that she'd excelled at in high school. She'd been nervous to go back to school, thinking the few years she had away would put a dent in her ability to learn, but the past few months had proved her wrong. She was having the time of her life, making new friends and acing all her classes.

Perhaps if they had kept a closer eye on things then none of this would have happened but as it was, they didn't check in regularly and when they did, it was already too late. "You see, good and evil got along well to start with but as they aged, they became greedy. Good wanted everything to be good and evil wanted everything to be bad. Their greed knew no bounds and before long, disaster struck. Evil tricked good and imprisoned them. With no good to balance out the evil, evil was free to bring a terrible darkness across the world and poison the minds of men. Evil was efficient as well, creating demons, nightmares, sins, plagues, genocide, war, disasters and every other horrible thing in bet

"Game's on, ladies. And I'm rewriting the board." The city bled neon beyond the windows, but inside, my pulse matched its throb—strategy laced with something darker, hungrier. Kenji confessed, Harlan bled, and I countered. But his eyes haunted, obsidian promises of ruin and claim. The deal struck. The hunt is true. And in that electric void, I felt it—power shifting, not surrender, but collision. Two storms, knees bent, circling for the kill.

Nothing in what she had taught me showed me how I was going to handle this situation. He had been kind, fed me, and made me bring down my walls thinking that I was out of the dip. And when he saw that I had let out a loud breath, my shoulders sagging in relief, he revealed the one detail he had been hiding. Aaron. I was meant to save him, but yet, my one act of good had brought on us a thousand barrels of evil. Good cancels evil. What good can take away the evil they called Anton; the lycan prince? The man who stared the moon goddess in the eyes and took away her smile.

I sat down, crossing my legs slowly so my short skirt rode up my thighs. At exactly 3:00, Professor Black strode in sipping coffee in a mug that says “Gothic Literature destroys life”.His eyes found me immediately and darkened with raw interest. “Welcome to Advanced Gothic Literature,” he began, his rich, commanding voice filling the room. “Today we discuss obsession. What it costs… what it takes from you… and what it builds in its place.” His gaze returned to me as he slowly asked the question. “Miss Vale,” he said suddenly, eyes locking onto mine. “You’re new so tell the class: what would you destroy to get what you truly want?”