A Week To Be Wicked Novels & Stories

I look at the neat black hair between her legs , she gives me a seductive smile hooking her leg around my waist. " I need you so badly Azriel." she moans seductively in my ear. A growl erupts from my chest as I push her on the floor. " Don’t you dare ever touch me you filth." I growl glaring at her. Marica is a nymph who has power of beauty to wrap any men around her finger , she is the exact definition of beauty but from inside it's all dark and filthy. " Azriel." she yells standing up. " Cover yourself up Marica because your seducing spells dont work on me." I roll my eyes.

And besides this bitches deserved this! Like I said this was just mercy! “How long?.”I ask, knowing this punishment wasn’t going to be temporary. No one answered so I looked at Alessia and her pale face turns even more paler as she nervously swallows hard before saying . “…A week.”She says and gasps fills the room as silence descends, it’s heavy and thick. I could feel the eyes of some of my pack members watching, waiting for my next move. A week? Such display of power shows how powerful, Xue is.

The door slams shut again and footsteps move swiftly towards me. "Bitch! Don't play some hero out there, I won't ever see you in a different light." Wren says. "I didn't do it for you," I say expecting no compliance from her, I only didn't want to be the villain that everybody will rant about. Her gaze narrows and her mouth is drawn tight like a modern-day Mona Lisa. "Manipulative bitch." She grinds out, Wren takes pleasure in being alone with me. She digs her nails into my hair. "Let's see if you can stand a single omega, bitch."

I wouldn’t see him for a whole week. I didn’t say anything. I just tried to reassure myself. It’s just one week. Time will pass quickly. He’ll be back. And we’ll finally talk about the things we need to talk about. It’s just one week.

I have no choice but to follow this jerk. I guess this is better than nothing… but damn it! I didn’t plan on staying longer than a week. One damn week—that was the plan! Work under Sebastian! Get close and kill him in the most brutal way I know! But now?! I don't want to even think about it anymore!

Marve asked her, and they both seemed to sit down, facing each other. I looked at my mate, and she smiled so wide, feeling so excited to win. I just wiggled my eyebrows at her with overconfidence, and she giggled. Oh, I have so many things in my mind that I will make her do for that one week. Damn, I feel so much giddiness in my bones. But if I lose, fudge, no problem. I just marvelously remembered that I can use my witchiness to let the plates wash themselves. Oh, I am so sorry for my poor mate. Mwahahaha! Do you think I am an evil witch? Nope, I am just a wise and lazy witch.

The witch reply firmly " What do you mean? Do you know how many weeks have been fortified here and still yet am powerful to match that young KAI!" The evil beings leader yelled in annoyance "I do not want you to hurt yourself, not when you aren't fully fortified...at this rate he'll kill you" the witch said with a stern warning " So I shouldn't do anyway and miss this great opportunity?" The evil beings leader asked furiously "I will advice so" the witch said and exit the room " That's absolutely nonsense!" The evil beings leader muttered angrily as heavy wiñds blows Instantly

I kiss his chest, eyes squeezing shut. "We should've been doing this from the start," I whisper. "I wouldn't have gotten any work done these last couple weeks," he says. "I would've been too busy fucking you." "Oh, dear. What's going to happen to your practice next week?" "I guess you'll have to satisfy me over the weekend." I stare up into his eyes, grinning. "Think I can do it?" "I sincerely want you to try." I laugh, kiss him, hold it there.

"He thinks he can waltz in here and play games. We should lock him away for a hundred years and let him suffer!" Before the chaos could escalate further, Alpha Nicholas, raised his hand. The room instantly fell silent, his commanding presence impossible to ignore. Nicholas fixed me with a piercing stare, his voice slow and deliberate. "One week." I blinked, taken aback. "What?" "I’m giving you one week to come clean," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Do it for the sake of the Moon Goddess. And if you don’t…" He paused, the weight of his words sinking into the room. "You won’t like the actions we’ll be forced to take."

"Dante will be fighting a two-front war: one against the Falcones, and one against bankruptcy. He'll forget I exist." "Except you will exist," Seraphina corrected, her eyes suddenly serious. "You will be rich, independent, and dangerous. You'll be a Donna without a Don. That's the most powerful kind of woman in this world." "Then let's go shopping, Seraphina," I said. "Dante's antiques are about to become our new inventory."