Timmy Turner Evil Novels & Stories

he asked. Timothy tried to sit up, blood spilling down his chin as he coughed. His lips moved, but nothing came out. Alex crouched before him and grabbed his bloody shirt. "Fucking speak!" Timothy's breathing was shallow. His voice cracked when he whispered, "It wasn't me..." Alex narrowed his eyes. "Then who?" Timothy blinked through swollen lids. "It was... Betty." The name shocked Alex, and he let go of Timothy immediately. But not Pierce.

She tilted her head, I held my breath as I stepped into the room, “He's here, kids.” Andera's voice wobbled. “Your daddy's here.” My breath escaped my lungs when I saw Tiffany, her face pale and her hazel eyes that were full of laughter were dull. Sitting on her bed was... Timmy. It was like looking at my five-year-old self; our resemblance was so uncanny; it was like the little me had time-traveled from the past; no wonder Andera tried to hide him from me. “Hi, kids.” I managed an almost inaudible whisper. I could hear my rough breathing, feel the tension so thick.

"Okay, now I get. That is why you don't want to give Timi full control over your head, because you know he has the power to ruin you." "Yes Doctor Tee." "But Temi, have you thought of it like this, what if Timi has his demons. I think you should stop having this thought that you are too dark for him. You should kill this mentality of you not being pure. You should stop feeling like you are the only one with a past."

Silvan suggested Timothy who had been trembling like a dead fallen leaf from inside but was imposing like a strong man in front of this dark soul. Within a swoosh, all the smoke and darkness penetrated Timothy's body making him yell loudly. His cries were so loud that every conscious being present in the castle was informed of what had happened exactly. The pain he felt was so much that Alfie had meowed and hidden into Dankein's arms tightly while tucking her ears together. The darkness slowly started to take over Timothy's body and his eyes that we’re originally honey brown turned pitch black with enlarged pupils giving off the aura of death and murder. He had still been kneeling over the f

Dexter mocked. Timothy's presence was overwhelming as he sneered. "Heh! You're quite composed. Have you accepted your inevitable death and come to beg for mercy?" Dexter's eyes narrowed, rage flickering within. "Did you think I'll still get beaten up by you like before? If I'm showing myself, you're not leaving here alive!" Timothy showed no fear. He hadn't ascended to the rank of Martial Saint and became one of the Warlord of Thunder's generals for nothing. "I know you've created some new zombies, but they're nothing before me! Surrender now, and you'll suffer less."

I had just stepped outside when I saw Olivia's twisted, contorted expression flash in time with the lightning. A split second later, the crimson numbers above her heart flared. "Olivia!" I ran straight toward her without a second thought. The rain beat down on my back as I went. As her death timer started to blare, her terrified face merged with the headlights of a speeding motorcycle cutting through the rain. Lucas and I watched as Olivia was thrown into the air like a ragdoll, followed by the screech of emergency brakes. Olivia hit the ground hard.

Her mother would have never kept such a dark secret from her. Why would she? Tim had been lying. Maybe they were all just high or drugs or perhaps even some huge prank for one of those television shows. Tim was back into his human form not liking his daughters horrified screams for help. “You did not just turn into a wolf. I am just imagining things.” Eva was in denial causing her father to sigh and pull on the spare clothes that the alpha had thrown to him.

"Darling, you know... Well, I'll take you some other time. The media aren't friendly." My stomach flipped as a scenario of Nate running into Ashton flashed across my mind suddenly. No! Ashton would never find out about Nate! But Nate wasn't done with his questions. "But mummy—" "How was the events, K? You look like you've been to hell and back!" Tracy rescued me from Nate's incoming truckload of questions. "You have no idea," I mumbled, taking Nate to his room to prepare him for bed while Tracy walked behind me, ears itching. *

"What it is, Ms. Johnson?" "Can you actually tell me who is the suspect? I need to know," Thank god, the officer actually telling me the whole thing. It is Hera's ex-boyfriend and the fact he actually turned himself in, he might be holding some grudges against Hera and Jared is the innocent victim here. I cannot believe this. This is happening so fast. Her ex-boyfriend needs a death sentence because he just killed two innocent humans. He cannot be alive since he is a monster. Now, how do I tell my children about this?

Tim said with a smile, having recently advanced to an Earthly Immortal. "That's not necessarily true. How do you know he hasn't had an advancement?" Cindy retorted. Tim paused for a moment, smiling bitterly. Deep down, he shared that same concern—especially after Charlie's sudden disappearance following his visit to the Trumans.