Turned Evil Novels & Stories

"I admit I have even planned to kill you. And I'm not guilty at all because you have lost your baby. I'm happy that that bastard Zade's baby is no more. I hated him to the core. And when I heard you were carrying his baby I wanted to kill that at that moment. But for your sake, I change my mind. You thought you fell from the stairs by slipping? No, I have deliberately let go of your hand so that you fall down and your baby dies. And see if it happens. Now even if I die I will die peacefully.” I could not believe that the Alec standing before me was the same Alec who was so sweet and full of life. Who has a heart of gold? Who was an angel that had lightened my dark world? How can people chang

Uncertainty. Recognition of something lost. Emilia saw it. She welcomed it. The girl he had once known was gone. Burned away in the fire she had summoned. Drowned in Mochi’s blood. Replaced by something colder, crueler, unbreakable. She didn’t need Dante’s trust. She didn’t need anyone’s. “You may rise,” she said to the witches, her tone clipped, dispassionate. “Those who remain loyal will be rewarded.” The witches stood slowly, heads still lowered, careful not to meet her gaze directly.

"That shape… I've seen it in old texts. It looks like something used for blood rituals… Lillian, do you hate me and my unborn child that much?" The veins at Scott's temple bulged. "That's not it," I tried to explain. "I was going to use it to…" "To perform some kind of curse on Jennifer and her child. Isn't that right?" Scott cut me off, his eyes filled with complete disappointment. "Lillian, I thought you were just jealous. I never expected you to be this vicious." "I'm not…" I wanted to explain, but there was no way to make any of this sound normal. "Search the place," Scott ordered.

Not even losing his mate could make Zev as psycho as his dad. For my own sanity, I need to believe that being able to do something as evil as what Zev’s father did was always inside of him. An event can’t make you evil. Some are born with those seeds of evil already inside of them. Something as horrible as losing your mate, especially the way Zev’s mom died, does change you, but not like that. I need to believe that it can’t turn you from a good dad into a raging lunatic. Whatever the reason for his dad’s change, after what happened to Zev, I can’t do anything to betray his trust.

“I see the way you look at me like you want me to accept evil or at least, admit to it. But Clint Russell betrayed your father, and then killed him. There’s no evil I could commit that would ever be worse than that.” I finally turned to face my mother. Her brows drew together in worry as she searched my eyes. “And I really do hope it’s the same for you, my son.” My jaw ticked. ‘Too late for that,’ I almost said. I had already done things more evil than betrayal and killing. The irony was almost funny. I hated my father so much and didn’t want to be associated with him in any way. But over the years, I had slowly turned into him.

His lips where almost set into a grimace, his eyes once so bright and cheerful had turned dark and angry. "I wonder...if anything where to happen to you, would he get in our way?" I felt my heart freeze, ice ran straight through my veins. His lips turned into a deadly sneer. His eyes where glowing, but not from happiness. No, he had turned into a monster now. Pure evil now evident on his face, his true intentions where now revealed. I heard the crunching in the distance, multiple steps. He had betrayed us. You idiot, what have you done?

Instead, he felt emotional and pitiful. Darryl had long understood that there was no true good or evil, and things were much more nuanced than that. For example, Morticia had been evil and ruthless as one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs back then, greatly loved and respected by Antigonus. However, after she had a child, her personality began to shift… Also, Antigonus had been heavily wounded by Darryl and Zhu back at the Divine Farmer's hiding place just because he could not bear to see Circe hurt…

"Your essence? I thought you wanted your son to live?" "He has already been released!" The voice held a sinister laugh behind his words. "Katherine, don't be a fool. This is pure evil that wants to destroy our world." Elizabeth tried to beg me to do what she saw as the right path. The world isn't simply divided into good and bad or right and wrong, though. Evil, as we perceive it, is merely the absence of good, much like darkness is the absence of light. Within me, there exists no inherent goodness, light, or kindness, only a drive for self-preservation and a thirst for power to ensure that no one ever stands in my path again.

Like I’d grown more powerful. Then Kendall had dropped the real bomb. “There’s a man in this town named Calder Thorn,” she’d said, pacing in front of us like a general addressing troops. “He’s dangerous. More dangerous than any of you can imagine. He wants to destroy Ridgeway Oaks, to drive out the humans and take over the territory for his kind.” “His kind?” Brandon had asked, his face showing confusion like the rest of us.

David’s eyes widened as he saw the worst possible event happening. Spontaneous Evolution. A type of evolution that, David observed, only occurs when human interference was present. David dashed forward. He had to kill the creature before its evolution finished. He didn’t care what it would turn to just that it needed to die. But before he could approach the evolving super reptile, he heard a sound that he dreamt of when he was having paralyzing nightmares. It was the Deus Draco.