You Meant It For Evil Novels & Stories

he added in pidin English. "That's too bad, I lamented, I hated hearing of rape case and molestation especially on kids. I wondered if people who involved in it her humans. "May God keep us from all evil, I said forgetting the topic I even brought up and thinking with rage in my eyes what I'd have done to that man if I was in the position to punish him ,he would surely join Lucifer his father to rot in hell.

“Did you kill my brother?” He still goes. For a long second, he just stares at me. His eyes look tired. Lost. Angry. Wounded. Then he smiles. Slow. Cold. “Yes.” The word slices through me. But his eyes, his eyes say something different. Something twisted. Something broken. Something that doesn’t match the word he just used like a knife. “Why—why are you saying that?” I ask, breath shaking. Because it’s what you came here for, isn’t it? he whispers. “Someone to blame.”

“Who told you that? Haughter, right? Like I said, she doesn't know much, in fact, no one alive beside Aunt Joanna and me knows shit.” My Mum went on to tell me what that meant. The words were of ancient tongues that the witches of old spoke, and it meant ‘the force of magic is never for bad’. What that meant was magic was never meant to be used for evil, it was a positive force meant to be for the good of all.

“Who told you that? Haughter, right? Like I said, she doesn't know much, in fact, no one alive beside Aunt Joanna and me knows shit.” My Mum went on to tell me what that meant. The words were of ancient tongues that the witches of old spoke, and it meant ‘the force of magic is never for bad’. What that meant was magic was never meant to be used for evil, it was a positive force meant to be for the good of all.

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 screamed with so much disappointment, and fear for the upcoming disaster. I muttered to myself, in a dispirited tone, though inaudible, saying, “How could you, Jeff? I can tell that you are a fanatic of evil. You hate good and so you don't do good. Our Kingdom is as peaceful and calm as the heaven is, but then you deceptively kindled your evil fire, and it's on its way to burning down everywhere". Jeff is a treacherous fiend. He is an example of evil in a human form. He detests goodness, peace, and joy with so much passion, which is why he was always on the lookout to destroy other people's progress, smiles, their joy and peace.

"Not an empty threat. You should know what Megan can do by now." "Wow! Why are you so perfect in carrying out evil plans? Why can't you do something good that will overshadow the bad intentions you have.? You see why it is not going to work between both of us because I know that one day you wake up one morning to kill me and take away all that I have. You can never be trusted." "Wow! Is that what you think and you expect me to do that to the one whom I said I love with the whole of my heart? I can only do that if you have evil intentions towards me, not when I love you with passion."

Their true identities are shrouded in the depths of their shared malevolence. Shadows flickered across his features, accentuating the malevolence that simmered within him. He leaned forward, his voice dripping with calculated malice. “Ah, welcome back my dear accomplice,” he sneered, his voice a venomous whisper. “I did not see you arriving. Grace me with what brought you here suddenly.” The devilish smirk grew wider, mirroring the darkness in her heart. She relished in the anticipation of the imminent destruction of her enemy, her mind consumed by a sinister plan that had been meticulously crafted.

I said, standing by the seat and to daring to touch it, talk less of sitting on it. “Good speech, please sit, let’s talk business out.” She said, her jaw poised at the seat. Hmm. Such smart evil girl she is. I scuffed and folded my hands. I had been into the shit called evil for years, so, I can’t give in to the generosity of others, because those who find generosity appealing always ended up in the grave. And you know, I’m not ready for that lonely dark word called the grave, and I’m neither ready to be sent there by a newbie in the business of doing evil.

he added. " I think you're wrong" I said. " Which part ?" he asked. " All of that " I said. " why did you say that? " he asked. " I think there's no good in all those people I put down, people like that have no light in them just darkness filled with evil....that's what I think " I said. " And how do you know that? " he asked. " I just know " I said. " Look around.........this city just stinks around of evil doers, and I can't get the stink out of my nose, the only way to clear them out is to take them out" I said.