Why Did Coriolanus Snow Become Evil Novels & Stories

Concurrently, because in that previous video, Maxwell Douglas himself admitted that Snow was slandered because she offended Maeve. Henry Walker then took advantage of the heat and made a monumental revelation about Maeve’s suppression toward Snow. Comparing the two had infinitely exalted Snow and trampled on Maeve. Thanks to the craze, Snow had gone from reprehensible to respectable. The incident had boosted her image and attracted a large number of new fans who embraced her. “Ahhh…” At seven o'clock in the morning, the first rays of sunlight streamed into Maeve’s room in her villa. Inside the room, Maeve’s deranged roar reverberated.

The loud unknown voice yelled impatiently. Vicoliz slowly walked towards the Spear and was about to place his hands on it but halted. "What am I doing? Vicoliz you are not evil. I am not evil. I can never be evil all in the name of power. This is greed" He yelled. Suddenly a copy of himself dressed in black appeared at his left hand side and spoke "Take it Vicoliz. If you want to be Action god, accept to be evil, grab this once in a lifetime opportunity and grab this spear. Being evil is what is best"

“I remember when he could laugh. And for thirteen years, I’ve watched him turn to stone. Then you show up. And he’s not stone anymore. He’s a walking volcano that’s either going to erupt or collapse in on itself, and I’m the unlucky sod standing at the base of it.” He leaned forward again, his voice dropping. “So, my kindness, as you call it, is purely selfish, Snow. You’re the only thing that’s changed in his world in over a decade. That makes you the most important, and the most dangerous, person in this Citadel. I need you sane. I need you alive. Because if you break, he breaks. And if he breaks...we all break.” His raw, brutal honesty was more staggering than any lie would have been. Bef

he growls as I swallow hard, narrowing my eyebrows. “Deaths?” “Yes. It was our pack> Snowpack that brought this war. All because of greed. All because we wanted more. We wanted power,” he says as I raise my eyebrows. That’s not what Lucius said. “You are lying, my family is…” I pause as I stare towards the window and then back at the man in front of me. First, I just found out I have a nephew, then now we were responsible for this war, not Bianca? “Luna Katrina. Snow is not a name to be proud of. After all the pain you caused. The animals you created. It’s only right that a person like you should never be in power,” he growls, as I shake my head.

“He’s worth more than you think.” She turned to leave, but Ryan’s voice stopped her. “Why did you let him mark you? After everything he did?” he asked, his tone lower, rawer. Snow stared at the ceiling, thinking for a moment before a small grin curved her lips. “Because I’m Snow,” she said softly, “and I’ve never hated him—not once.” She exhaled deeply before continuing, her voice like frost. “He became twisted because of how you treated him. He’s just a hurt, carved-up child—something you grew inside his heart. Don’t project your trauma onto him. It’s pathetic.”

"She doesn't deserve to breathe." "I know!" I shouted back. "But look at the bigger picture! Her father and uncle control the iron mines and the weapons for your army. If you kill her right now, they’re going to declare war on you. They’ll come for you, but they’ll hit me first because I’m the 'weak omega' who caused the problem. Is she worth that much trouble? Don't waste your power on someone like her." He stood there, chest heaving, staring at me. Slowly, he lowered the sword. He looked over at Seline, who was curled into a ball on the floor, shaking so hard she could barely breathe.

He wanted everyone to know she was his. He was shitting all over me and our engagement. I could understand why he was obsessed with her. She was very beautiful. She had dark hair, green eyes, and the kind of body men went to war for. She had round full breasts, broad hips, an ass for days, and the kind of waist all models dreamt of having. She was perfect but she was also naive for being with a man like Nero. I wondered if she knew he had killed women and children. The man was as evil as they came. He and the rest of his brothers were a poison that needed to be eliminated from the fucking world.

What began as a whisper had become a presence that could twist emotions, manipulate hearts, and turn even love into a weapon. This time, that sinister side used Cornelius’s love against him. Cornelius, a man who had built his life on integrity and honor, now found himself cornered by his own conscience—forced to deceive the very family he once vowed to protect. And the worst part was that he did it for love—for Marken, for the grandson he had failed. That night, Serena’s eyes haunted him. Her worry was sincere, her tenderness cutting through him like glass. But what tormented Cornelius most was the knowledge that he had to help Marken’s alter ego—no matter the cost.

"It's smelling delicious." "Thank but you are not allowed to eat it... This is not animal food." Augustus said. "Ahhh!" Snow whined. "This is so unfair, why don't you give me immunity against it? I want to eat everything which she cooks." "No!" Augustus said while eating his pasta. "Why?" Snow frowned. "Because only I am going to taste it" He said and Snow snarled at him. Valerina laughed at their cuteness. "Val, please tell him"

Snow growled in pain and hallowed and just like the birds fled so did the invisible chain break off, Snow stood on her four legs and ran after Marcel. She took a lift up from her hind leg and moved fast to claw Marcel's head but instead he disappeared into thin air and left a puff of smoke. The smoke began to choke Snow, she whimpered and snarled trying to get out of the smoke but it was like a cage her eyes became brown, her sight blurry and her bones weak she fell to the ground and slowly her golden fur disappeared ,her claws began fingers and her fangs became normal teeth. —- Zemia wailed in pain as he felt his power draining he knew Snow was in control as Kira dove farther away he began