Where Evil Grows Novels & Stories

Night was the Night Lord’s domain; he came and went with the wind, without even giving his enemy as fighting chance. Night Lord and his men swept through the castle ruins, wiping out anything that walks on two till they reached the core grounds. It didn’t look like the interior of a ruined castle but rather a green house where vegetation grew lush; the only thing that mattered was that the vegetation grown here had nothing to do with food, medicine or even ornamental flowers, they were pure evil with only one intent, destruction of the minds of its consumer.

I did not wear a crown. I wore scars. “My brothers,” I began, my voice carrying without effort. “My sisters.” A low rumble of acknowledgment passed through them. “We are not marching today because we crave battle,” I said. “We march because something ancient and vile has decided this world is his to consume.” Growls rippled through the ranks. “The Evil King believes he has already won,” I continued. “He believes the earth will kneel. That wolves will break. That love makes us weak.”

“But if you lose, I want you to climb to the highest point of the school, strip off all your clothes, and tell everyone you’re a fucking bitch.” My heart sank. Every time I thought our relationship was improving and he was starting to help me, he’d come around and humiliate me all over again. Any tiny bit of gratitude I felt for him helping me against Layla vanished right then and there. Maybe I should never believe he has a good side. This monster is just pure evil. “Are you kidding me?” Odin gritted, red with anger. “No way Riley is doing that.” Ezra raised an eyebrow, throwing my own words right back at us: “Why? Are you afraid?”

“Go public. Blow the whistle to the elders, the whole damn supernatural world. Your father couldn’t have that. So he sent his man that night. Quick. Clean. Or so he thought. But I was there, visiting my sister, hiding in the shadows when it went down. I recorded it all on my phone. Every shot. Every plea. Every confession he whispered to make sure the job was done.” Her eyes gleamed in the dim light. “That tape isn’t just evidence of murder, Sage. It’s the key to his empire crumbling. And now… it’s mine to burn. Or yours to take. But ask yourself—do you really want Eve knowing her parents died because your father was a crook? That you’re the son of the monster who stole her world?” I stared

I asked. Her expression stiffened for a moment. I saw resentment and realization in her eyes. A chill ran through me. I had treated her decently in my previous life. She repeatedly used my name on campus forums to fish for rich boyfriends and ruined my reputation, but I had not confronted her or exposed her. However, the truth was clear. Someone like Sia could only thrive by hurting others, unless you gave her everything she wanted without conditions, resentment would always grow. No matter how much you helped her, she would only see you as an enemy.

I’d seen the fractured crystals, the silent plea for help that was presented in the form of a frame dripping in blood. I’d seen it, and I’d carried out our plan anyway. Carried on because I saw the blood, smelt the victims on him, and knew it couldn’t carry on a moment longer. He was becoming something much too dark, much too quickly. Any longer, and he would have fallen completely into the shadows. No matter how justified our reasons were, I still hurt him. Hurt him and broke him more than he already was, letting him leave while desperately trying to hold all his shattered pieces together.

It was as if the very environment trembled under the weight of his evil influence. The sounds of the hospital, the mundane life going on outside, contrasted with the sinister aura emanating from the bathroom, creating a paradox between the everyday and the supernatural. Justin, at the height of his possession, was about to explore the world through the crow's eyes, and the darkness that surrounded him seemed to whisper dark promises of impending disorder. The dark chapter unfolded, revealing Justin's sinister schemes and the growing threat he posed to everyone around him.

He looked unconvinced, like he was calculating the risks of revealing too much. Eliana held her composure, keeping her legs crossed neatly and her hands folded carefully in her lap. She tried to look respectful, calm, and as relaxed as possible, anything that might push him into continuing. Finally, Blackwood leaned forward, almost like she shrugged inside him. “There’s a greater evil growing,” he said. “One no one in the Pack can see coming, and when it finally does come, it will wipe away everyone and everything. It will take them all by surprise.”

They were back to normal, devoid of the earlier redness. “ Kaden?” I said, and he froze, lowering his head. “ What got into you?” He sighed, lowering himself back into the chair and cupping his face in his hands before looking at me again.“ There’s something evil inside me,” he whispered. “ Evil? In what way?” I asked, confused. “ Evil, like a darkness lurking deep within my soul. It takes over piece by piece until it consumes you entirely, leaving nothing but darkness. It turns you into someone you don’t want to be. Your thoughts and actions are no longer your own.”

she encourages me. “Okay you’ve convinced me” I say laughing because my mom told me to stay out of trouble. We head out into the cool starry night, both of us giggling. I get a rush of excitement. It has been years since we have done this. Evee has always been a bad influence on me. We place crystals around a tree once we are inside the circle it should make us invisible. We climb the small tree, and I focus. The tree begins to grow, shooting up into the sky.