Was Saruman Always Evil Novels & Stories

"You disgust me brother. How could you say such words from your mouth?" "Because that's the truth brother." Cornell said as he stepped away from his brother and turned to Luther and his armies. "You all should wake up, we can't trust our enemies, they can do anything to win this war. They are all evil. They want vengeance to what our kingdom did to them in the past. Tell me who wouldn't want to bring this kingdom down knowing what they did to them In the past. They were rejected because of their supernatural powers and were thrown into the evil forest of the west and she's one of them, how do we believe she's not trying to trick all of us with her words?"

SELENE POV "You can stop this now if you would just give yourself up to Damion," the Sorcerer said angrily. "Yet, you would selfishly save yourself when you could save the lives of thousands. You disgust me." The sorcerer's words haunted me as I mended the wounds of those who were injured during the conflict only hours ago. How was it that Damion had twisted the sorcerer's perspective to the point where he would join Damion's side? I understood the desperate need to stop the witch trials and burnings, but how could he trust Damion to that degree?

She had stayed and lived in the devil’s den. “This isn't you, Damon. It can’t be.” Eleanor said, her voice shaking as she tried to believe that he was forced into doing it. Damon let out a long, satisfying laugh. “That is the weirdest attribute you have, El, being too susceptible to understand that we have evil people and the good. My clan are the good ones, and your kind are evil. Evil we shall not let prevail.” He informed. Cruz scoffed. “It looks like the opposite to me.”

I mean, she loves animals very much. - Every child is an angel until they grow up. After he finished speaking, he carried Lucasta back to the castle. Maris stood with her arms crossed and watched until they were out of her sight. Samson said it was not wrong, both he and she were once angels until the day they grew up and fate made them bloodthirsty. Some people become evil because of circumstances and some people become evil because they want to. They are greedy for fame, money, and immortality.

It was thick, huge and it gave him headache as he read more and more about their guy – Ahriman or Théoden or whatever hell he was called. “The well of wisdom – or what they call it, it refuses them humans the true vision to look beyond the shadows; the tales of darkness. Myth, they call, sing and talk, but none believes the truth of the myth. Some sees, but denies. He is real, real as the nightmares. Twice the century the sorcerer lives, one in his sleep, and the second in awakening, in battles.” Art finished the opening of the book.

The Dark Lord spat, enraged. The Dark Lord wanted to be a slave to no one, and was willing to turn to evil sorcery to achieve that. He was now so close to becoming an evil god, but now this other evil god was demanding to make a servant out of him. Wilbur smirked. "Oh, I'm not trying to humiliate you. It's quite the opposite, actually. I do really want to work with you, and I think we could be a better evil god together."

When he had mastered his mirth, he at last spoke. "We're no more evil than any other race. There are good and bad among us. The good can be very good. The bad...exceptionally so. But it's not our natures to be either. We only seem so evil because we have the power to wreak such havoc on you poor humans. I, myself, haven't done anything more evil than filch a sheep or two from an unsuspecting shepherd in many a long age." "Um, you did show up to eat me."

His voice was like scraping knives Disregarding the skin desperately in need of moisturizer, I instantly hated Dumah. “He isn't Miss Manners either,” I scoffed. “So what are you? A Nazgul? Is Samael Sauron and I some wayward hobbit?” Dumah wheezed with laughter. “ITS BRAINS ARE ADDLED, I SEE. KNOCK IT ABOUT ONE TOO MANY TIMES ON THE DEATHBED, ROT LORD?”

SUSANNA….. There was fire and smoke everywhere. Everywhere was destruction. People of the pack and normal human beings were harmed. The buildings collapsed. Some people were injured and some were dead. People were screaming, mourning, and crying in fear. Fear of death. "I'm the embodiment of the evil in the human heart. Formed by greed, ill will, and delusion of the word. You can destroy my vessel of flesh but you can not get rid of the demons in human hearts. You will never be able to defeat me completely. You will only fail into meaningless struggles time and time again. The world will only grow desperate and numb in the endless tangle. Good and evil. Light and dark. I will turn all of the

"But do you know there came a time when the Supernatural World was at peace,they lived in harmony together even with the humans. Well that was until Nicodemus came into this world. Every person that stands here knows what evil and monstrosity Nicodemus Demonstrated. He was the greatest monster that ever lived,that ever tormented our lives in one way or the other. But was he always bad?,No. There lived a time when all he wanted was to unite us,for all us to live in harmony. He was a good man then,a man with a heart for many until yet again he was consumed by his own evil till he met his death. Why should we be called monsters?,why should we act like one?!. Whether we like it or not,we all hav