You Meant It For Evil Novels & Stories

“What are they?” The sinister smile already on her face grew. I had mever seen anyone who was able to communicate evil intentions with merely their facial expressions, but this woman was a pure master at it. Malicious intent oozed straight from her eyes, and the air turned cold. “This little girl here, and that man back in my chambers, will both meet a gruesome end if you lose. I can imagine that it's a fate worse than death, seeing the people you love get killed like mere flies,” she said, her voice turning bitter.

My body shivers at how mean the words coming out of his mouth sound. "I've always known you'll be evil. It was just disappointing when the others think we should give you some grace. That thing on your body..." He points his index finger irritably at me. "That mark there... is a confirmation of the doom you carry around you. You were born of evil." He leans forward, his mean gaze raking all over my body. "I don't understand," I whisper. "Your curse attracts evil creatures to your doorstep. Creatures who want nothing but your lust over your body."

I felt enthusiastic to carry out my plan and I couldn't hide it one bit. "I'm going to show him just what it means to be evil!" I say to myself with great energy and force.

*** The Male Demon thundered: The invention of the left-hand-path as the direction where “evil” treads is based purely on the idea that polar opposites in moral deliberations exist as a force outside of the human mind. Whereas in reality, the “good” and the “evil” are cultural constructs designed to corral the local populace into accepted mental boxes, so the ruling elite may then dispose of them as per their fiat. Such ideas exist solely to fellate the individual’s ego. When one applies the adjective “good” to oneself, then those who have a viewpoint not in alignment, must out of necessity, be “evil.” Yet if each person views themselves as the “good” or the “hero”, then what actually consti

"Look, Buttercup, forget what you know of religion, most of it is superstition, anyway. Think of life in terms of good and evil, not actions, but motives. A man kills another man to steal his money. That's evil. Now, say a man shoots and kills someone to protect his family. That's not evil, even though the act is the same. Motive makes an act evil or good. That's the basic difference between the Way and the Void. You did something that changed your motives, and Vargas sent the gargoyles after you." The girl stared at the bed with her chocolate eyes. She still had that deer-in-the-headlights look about her. Rhychard couldn't blame her. Gargoyles attacked her, a sword fight saved her, and a co

She is being open and honest, it is only fair that I do the same. “Aubrey, I swear it was not my intention to make you feel used. I put a distance between us, not because I got what I wanted, but because it was getting too much for me. I don’t spend a lot of time with the same women, but with you, it is something I did and enjoyed. I have never been one to let anyone close to me, but around you, my walls were falling, and I am not ready for that. You don’t need someone like me. You deserve better. You should have a man who would give you everything without hesitation. I didn’t disappear on you because you didn’t mean anything to me, Aubrey. I disappeared on you because you were starting to m

"Your essence? I thought you wanted your son to live?" "He has already been released!" The voice held a sinister laugh behind his words. "Katherine, don't be a fool. This is pure evil that wants to destroy our world." Elizabeth tried to beg me to do what she saw as the right path. The world isn't simply divided into good and bad or right and wrong, though. Evil, as we perceive it, is merely the absence of good, much like darkness is the absence of light. Within me, there exists no inherent goodness, light, or kindness, only a drive for self-preservation and a thirst for power to ensure that no one ever stands in my path again.

💎Elva's POV💎 "Wow!" I exclaimed. "Yeah...if we are not meant to be,we wouldn't have met,even if we had met..we would have probably not end up together..do you know how much our love was threatened,do you know the hell we went through before we got to this stage,but we overcame the turbulence and here we are happily enjoying our lives...it's simply because we are meant to be" Mig said. "Awwn.. you're so intelligent" I said.

meanwhile in the sky good angel blushing very hardly evil angel : I think you'll die because of blushing good angel : can't you see how cute they're evil angel : I don't think so good angel : why you're being this mean saying I don't think so what you think so you're burden to me evil angel : what the hell good angel : that's what I'm saying I'm seeing hell with you evil angel : you know its impossible for him to love her good angel : are you deaf didn't you hear her words impossible itself saying I'm possible so everything can be possible in their love evil angel : let's see good angel : fine let's see

LUCA The agonizing cries of a cowering man is the greatest bliss of a lifetime. I would say that I find it pleasurably entertaining from the depths of my soul but it has none. It’s earned me a reputation that I now love to live by. I’ve been called a lot of things and evil is one of them but not the kind that’s done to a man by his fellow man, sprung by jealousy or broken pride. No, it was the evil that came at you in retribution to the sin one commits against me or my family.