Where Evil Grows Novels & Stories

To see what others refuse to see is both a gift and a curse. It means living in isolation — smiling through the performance while already mourning the ending. It means becoming the ghost in the room, carrying the weight of a truth too sharp for the living. That is Evelyn’s curse. That is her strength. This isn’t a love story. It’s a prophecy. When Evelyn whispers to the walls, Grow, love. Grow deeper. Grow longer, she isn’t blessing their affair. She’s binding it — allowing it to bloom into its own destruction. She knows that every lie needs room to grow before it can collapse under its own weight.

Xereus choked up by the mere thought. “Me too, baby. Me too …. ” These were actual Under Table Dealings, figuratively speaking ! Evil was growing and so was Love. It was going to be an exciting fight to see if Good triumphed over Evil or vice versa ?

I sat as far away from my Father as I could get, holding my ground as he turned and looked into my eyes. I always thought his eyes would be empty, lacking any hint of a soul. I was wrong, his eyes weren't empty. They were filled with a burning hunger that would bring the world to its knees, an anger that consumed every sliver of compassion or conscience. Looking into my Father's eyes taught me something, evil doesn't just pop into existence--evil is born, bred, and taught.

But at the same time… “There’s an evil force in this pack, Alpha.” Doctor Ellen bowed her head in respect. “And I can even feel it’s powers growing stronger as we speak. The women have been complaining that the trees are dying, and the crops harvest have been failing. This is all part of a plan, a greater plan… I can just tell.” I stayed quiet, looking at the body I’d derived pleasure from, countless of times. The lips I kissed, the hips I grabbed.

If he was complacent, he would die. “If we damage its nose and leave its sight, we could escape.” David thought of the plan and shook his head. “Why not?” Elizabeth was confused. Her plan was simple but for David, it was dangerous. Damaging the Deus Draco could induce an evolution. Since they were both human, any creature they interacted with had an increased rate of evolution. Not only that, the creatures that evolved usually evolved in far more extreme ways. David didn’t know how to explain this to her.

The corruption was spreading at an exponential rate, fueled by the very power he had intended to use for the Archive. "The era of the beast is not ending," the King whispered, his voice filled with a dawning, horrific awe. "The era of the monster is beginning." He looked up at the vast canopy of roots. The bioluminescent leaves, once the stars of the Under-Whisper, were beginning to shrivel. They didn't fall as organic matter; they snapped off like shards of glass, hitting the ground with a rhythmic, metallic clatter. Each leaf was a jagged blade of obsidian, glowing with a faint, malevolent purple light.

Nelanian could hear the clicking sound his knees made when they almost buckled. “ The necessary evil serves as a counterbalance. There is Good and Evil, just as there is black and white, light and darkness. We don't do what you do for the sake of self-preservation; we do it to keep the balance. Most people utilize the Manna Fields to create positive energy, while others use it to create negative energy. There are abnormalities within those two groupings. It is our responsibility to correct any inconsistencies and maintain the balance between the two sides. The nature of the anomalies is something we can't predict. One could be a vicious tyrant who murders his subjects and violates their huma

As the stench of rot and decay filled her lungs, she decided it might actually still contain the souls themselves. To her left, there was a tall tree. From the light of the full moon above her, one cast with a blue tinge, she could see the bark was brittle and diseased, yet the branches seemed to grow and expand even as she watched. The ground beneath her feet buckled as well, indicating that the roots were also enlarging. Did this represent the spread of evil conceived here reaching out into the world?

Especially from the way she looked at me with those eyes that held a hue of innocence laced with dirtiness. "I'm sorry baby." She frowned, stretching her hand over Anley to brush my cheek. "But I think I can do something." I saw a mischievous glint in her eye, an evil glow that made my dick harden even more. And in a spur, she was crossing her legs over mine under the duvet after moving Anley to the far end gently.

Mother was lost for words when I did not stop from growing until my head reaches the ceiling. “Oh my god…” mother covered her mouth while her eyes were laced with horror. “Fuck…could it be?” even my old man was backing away, trying to shield his hands to protect his repulsive wife. “E-ethan….” they gasped my name as if they have seen the devil. I did not say anything in return. Instead, I took a step forward while my body is slowly transforming into a beast I am. My curse was actually a gift, disguise as a monster.