You Meant It For Evil Novels & Stories

“You are evil…” The man spat at her. She arched an eyebrow and looked at the man. “I’m evil?” She asked shocked slightly. She shook her head “Sweetheart…you don’t know evil…you haven’t seen evil..I have…do you know what it is like to hold a dying child in your arms as you bleed out yourself because someone thought it was good to shoot them, just because they weren’t human? How about doing the same thing again, but with twins…and they were your own…would you call the children evil because they were not human? Or would you call their murderer evil? How about the person that burns down a whole town filled with women and children just because they aren’t human? How about being the person that ri

But now he stood there looking almost guilty. “Then why did you make them turn out this way?” I asked. He looked down at the ground. His jaw tightened and his chest rose and fell like he was struggling to breathe. “Because I am meant to be evil. That is who I am. You should not trust me still.” I swallowed. “Then why are you here talking to me.” He lifted his eyes to mine. They looked tiredand sad. “Because even evil things get tired” he said. His voice cracked a little as he spoke.

Georgia forced herself to say, her eyes still holding that evil I had known them to hold. I bent low, making sure to hold her weakened gaze. “Sometimes, it's not all about winning, that's what you and Sylvester don't understand.” I paused, making sure she was still following me. “What matters most is that people like you don't cause evil or exist in our world, at least not anymore.”

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.

Now her view of the ocean, the beach, the sand and the time spent together was tainted because of this stupid dream. This being, this shadow that looms over her, was the evil she was speaking of, it had to be. It was an obvious message saying that it was coming for her. To destroy her. Along with it, humanity would be destroyed as well. I knew I would not bring destruction. I was not evil because my heart could never bear to hurt my Uriel.

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.

The deposed being was called and referred to as the Devil, and he made it his life's mission to make everything on the earth as bad as he was and because he was the source of all things ugly and bad, human beings had resulted in tagging and branding anything that seemed evil, bad, and even ugly, the devil. In those six years that my dad and I lived in Texas, there was something- one thing in common that I always used to hear a lot of people say about the being called the devil. They all said that his only plans for us human beings were to steal, kill, and destroy. Although the devil had generalized plans, that is, plans that spanned across every single one of us human beings on the earth, re

It was a statement that justified my feelings. “I must seek revenge,” I snapped. My words earned a sigh from Evelyn, and I cursed myself inwardly for spilling my thoughts to her. I should’ve kept them to myself. “No, girl, I can’t agree with that,” she said pensively. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Don’t tell me you’re planning something evil.” My eyes widened. “That confirms it,” she said. “I don’t think you should dirty your hands. What’s the difference between you and them if you repay evil with evil?”

Your purpose is to protect yourself and not hurt anyone else. "Good people in business world are few and far in between. I've only seen a handful of people that are like my father. So, I admit money is the root of all evil. Men or women, they would still be unable to control themselves. After all, everyone had desires. I can't even guarantee what my future would look like." "It's a high-sounding saying of using evil to fight evil."

Wasn’t it obvious that it was telling the truth? “Well, if you’re lying, then this will yield a different result,” Adrian replied casually. Upon hearing this, the evil spirit understood completely. “You plan to devour me! Don’t think I don’t know your intentions, filthy human! You truly deserve to die!” It was enraged, wishing to charge at Adrian and teach him a lesson about its power.