A Week To Be Wicked Novels & Stories

This week seemed to be a bad one. " I will make you an example to others." Nicky threatened.

She easily moved on from that moron, but she was caught off-guard that moment. Caden gave her a knowing look. “That’s cool.” Marson just nodded, then regarded his tattoos. “Not as cool as your inks, man. Gianna had one, too.” Yanna swiftly adjusted her watch, making sure it was blocking the tattoo on her wrist. She then forced a smile. “I had one tattoo, Caden have, like, a full sleeve.” Eunica raised an eyebrow. “Oh really?” Gianna just realized she should not have said that. Three years ago during the band’s last concert before everything went south, Caden only had a few on his forearm.

He tried to move the big man off him but he was just too big. “Are you ready to calm down uncle?” Sarah asked with a wicked grin. I had once thought that I was a psychopath, that I was unpredictable, but this woman was something more. She was something I could not even begin to explain. “You bitch!!”Uncle Benjamin roared. “Yeah, yeah I am a bitch. I know that already. You don't have to rub it in my face. Bitch, hoe, whore, you name it.” She said and walked back to her seat.

“I think it’s clear what Julieta is trying to say, alpha.” Ben’s innocent face, along with his playful smile, somehow broke the tension. “You need to get laid, alpha.” The beta continues, letting out a chuckle as his two companions couldn’t say anything. “I know that, but how am I exactly going to do it? The mating seasons passed, ending the rut rave. Where do you think will I find a willing female that is trustworthy enough to remain silent of the affair, will not get swayed by my father’s influence, and most of all, would agree to drink a contraceptive potion that renders them weak for an entire week?”

" I repeated and a sadistic smile formed on her full lips. "Oh, I see what's going on, well played, Ariah...Well played." She said, her eyes even angrier. "Fine, let's see if you'll be able to last for that week. I know you won't pass up such a chance like this because you're a fucking gold digger. All you lowly werewolves are the same, opportunists and pests to the affluent. But you should have at the back of your mind that if you end up making the wrong decision after making me wait for so long, you'll regret it.

Aira’s POV “You guys are wicked !!” Danielle chuckled through our temporary group mindlink as he watched the eight witch fall into our trap and join the party to H E L L with her other seven friends. I am sure that they would have a pool party in burning oil and loads of fun with whips and forks. Haha. They deserved it. “Oh you haven’t seen ‘Wicked’ yet, dud,” Jax chuckled as everyone hid back in the shadows. “Ninth incoming in ten,” Danielle signaled.

God knows where she got the idea to create a fake Tinder profile using my photos. No one forced me to show up to that date. But I couldn’t shake the image of a woman sitting there, hopefully waiting, only to feel humiliated when she realized someone had duped her. So I went. Even if I had to deliver the bad news myself, at least Isla wouldn’t waste her night on a ghost who didn’t exist. I never planned to take her home. Never imagined I’d end up spending the entire weekend with her. It had been a long time since I’d been with anyone. Especially someone like Isla. But the moment I saw her face, logic took a back seat. I lost my sanity, leaving only instinct. Pure, raw desire consumed me, and

"Good thing won't live for long then. You'll turn rogue in 48 hours after you've been packless and you'll die in another 48 hours. The last thing you'll hear before you die will be the sounds of the drums on my coronation." Wanni. Meek and docile Wanni was speaking to me like this. Wanni who danced to my tunes, who was always so eager to please me, who danced and gifted me "wicked lingerie" for my wedding night. She orchestrated everything to do this to me. To ruin me. "I'll survive, Wanni," I told her slowly, "and I'll make sure you regret the day you decided to cross me."

Baka nakakalimotan nila I’m a wicked dame, and wicked dame are very petty and cruel. I will exercise my right as a wicked dame, humanda kayo lahat kay Vice Captain Illiad! Akala nyo makakatakas kayo after niyo akong pagtulongan na di pansinin. The corner of my lips curve silently. I look at the dwarf who have a wrap expression on his face. I know, I also have that expression whenever they are things that I think won’t adheres to logic. “You got pretty lucky, if I did manage to scratch you just a little you would have probably be dead now.” I stated while smiling.

Fuck. "Oh, why don't we add another one? You can't touch me for a week!" "ARE YOU FREAKING ME, LOVE!?" That's the worst punishment! I can't take that! It's will look like a DEATH SENTENCE for me instead of a punishment! "What? Don't you like it? After a week, you'll have me? It's a win-win." She bit her lower lip and winked at me. Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!