You Meant It For Evil Novels & Stories

the princess said in disbelief. “Because you are the wrong side, not her,” he said and smirked meaningfully. “Now, I won’t even doubt that she will avenge the mistreatment and attempted murder of her. You are the one who made her like that. You are the one who triggered her evil side. So expect that she will come back to you, and I am so sorry to tell you that I will let her pay for your grave and disgusting sins.”

what's wrong in that. I don't love her... but that doesn't matter I want her with me... I don't want her love , I want her loyalty from inside out. Anyways she is made for me...not for Anay... That night...it was just perfect...we fit in eachother perfectly on every level!!!!

I'm sorry for you being so uncomfortable! It wasn't my intention for you to be caught up in the middle between us! It wasn't my intention to let you be so... so... what's the fucking word... I don't know... pained! I didn't mean to drive you away like everyone else! I didn't mean to drive you away with what I did! I'm sorry! You're not some sort of corrupting monster, Jasper! This wasn't your fault. You're not evil! There's no such thing as evil!

Aradan crept on all fours like a bewildered beast, and he was blind and ill from the terror. As the blade was drawn, it sounded. 'Do what you want, evils; but if it's possible, I'll stop you.’ Said Charlotte. But a gigantic Lycan standing in the distance. “The evils will fade away, and people will be terrified to approach them. Evils are situations in your life that are incongruent. Afflictions that have followed you around like a shadow are known as evils. Anything that isn't part of your natural destiny is evil. Evil loads, demonic attachments, and superfluous luggage are all examples of evils…” she said as she rose.

She said he thought he was cold and didn't care about anyone. I spent the rest of my day ffantasizingabout Leo, how we would love each other, how he would fall madly in love with me, and how he would make love to me. I prayed he would fall in love with me too. I wondered if he could ever fall in love with me. We were even two worlds apart in terms of financial status. I thought of both the good and bad and gave myself about a thousand and one reasons why Leo could never fall in love with me. I'm not even sure I was his type. My heart ached again.

'' My words seemed to hit a nerve because she looked like she was about to loose her last strand of sanity. ''SHUT UP!!! Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut your fucking mouth or else I'll kill you, you ungrateful bitch!! The only reason you are alive is because of me! Because you are taking care of my boy. I'm the one standing between you and death or else you will be dead by now. You understand that? So show some fucking respect'' I scoffed. ''Respect? To the woman who abandoned her child and left him to die? Sorry but my standards are high''

Just the sight of you everyday makes me sick and I want you to feel the pain I do feel every single day". Mena grunt and released her face from her sister grip, "Your heart is filled with nothing but evil and evil will never pay you with good but with evil" she asserted and shook her head, "You wanted to live my life, now that you have lived it for many years, you didn't still find peace. Everything you wished for never came to you and it never will because the good deeds of witches will harm you, all witches aren't evil but painted us as such" Mena said sternly to her.

“You’re the only one who actually encourages it. You’re the only one pushing me to try it.” She exhaled slowly, amused. “And that alarms you?” “It makes me wonder what you really want,” I said. “Makes me think you have… underlying motives. Evil motives.” She scoffed, full of disdain. “Oh, please. What the hell is ‘good’ and ‘evil’ supposed to mean? People do what they believe is right, and sometimes they hurt others in the process. That doesn’t make them monsters. It makes them human.” “So that’s your way of justifying it?” I asked. “You know the spell involves killing others?”

I ask urgently. “When the day comes that you yield to the woman with hair as dark as night, lips the shade of cherry and skin like milk; when you allow her evil to bleed within you… pay heed, for then, shall you bring doom to the world.” He says, I can see the layer of sweat on his forehead as he struggles, his eyes flickering from green-gold to red. My heart clenches at his words. Evil. Am I evil? I don’t know what to make of that. I refuse to believe that I am… what have I done that is so wrong - that makes me evil?

Releasing a frosty breath through his nose, he lifted his head from his bow and gave Eliane a wide wolfish grin. “Funny how sometimes, evil starts to grow when we desperately desire something. No matter how you do something good, you end up listening to the whispers of darkness instead.” Eliane looked at him sideward, like a mother proud of her son; a sister that welcomes her long-lost brother with unwavering open arms. “Evil is like a flower. When it blooms, it will keep on blooming…”