A Week To Be Wicked Novels & Stories

"I am going to see my future husband, of course." "Did you forget that you are grounded? It means that you are forbidden to leave the premises until I say so." "But, father, it is my time to show Gavin that I can take care of him. Besides, I am too old already to be grounded–" "Sit your ass down! Are you not ashamed to show yourself to the public after being labeled a mistress in that damn video? For you to know, that has stained our reputation! I would be much happier if only you knew how to clean up your mess but you cannot so you better listen to me."

"Oh, I would. Wanna bet on it?" My smirk deepened. I shrugged. "I don't think you have anything worth betting on." She looked affronted for a moment before she smirked. Then, like a predator crawling slowly towards it's prey, she prowled towards me. Stopping a hair's breadth away from her, she whispered, "Oh, I think I do. No kissing for a week if you loose." I shivered. And I was sure my eyes glittered as I nodded. "And two kisses each day for a week if I do."

And then what would I have to offer her? I let out a slow, shuddering breath, the fight draining out of me. “One week.” Isaac’s mouth twitched in approval. “One week. Then go get your girl.” I nodded, my jaw clenched. One week. But if I saw his hands on her again... I didn’t trust myself to play fair. --- The week crawled by, every second a reminder of what I was missing. What she was doing. Who she was doing it with. By the time Friday rolled around, I was a live wire, ready to explode. I boarded my jet, my mind racing, my heart pounding.

☾☾☾ SASKIA'S POV ☽☽☽ Wade is a damned liar. I should have known better than to trust him to tell me the truth about how he felt. Even more annoying is that he clearly fooled me with his charms. While I often harped on the fact that werewolves could make themselves more attractive to others through their supernatural magnetism, I'd forgotten the fact that, in specific, they could conceal defects about themselves.

Doctor Wicked said, taking a bottle of tequila and a glass cup. “He is almost mad- just 1% of sanity left in him,” Lord Lucifer chuckled. “The 1% of sanity is doing wonders,” Doctor Wicked said, drinking his glass of tequila. “No wonder the other continents are seeing the wickedness of the Asian boss, Lucifer West Pecaminoso…”Doctor wicked hailed. Doctor Wickeeeed, I’m not satisfied… People aren’t scared of me enough. Other huge clans in other continents are overtaking me. Very soon my respect will fade,” Lord Lucifer said in panic.

“And… I’ve thought about you spanking me. Hard. Until my ass is red and I’m crying, but still begging for more.” Ethan groaned and kissed her deeper. “Fuck, Lila. That’s hot. I’m going to make every one of those happen. We’ll start slow, but I want the full list. Write it down for me tomorrow. Every dirty fantasy. The dark ones, the shameful ones, the ones you’re scared to say out loud. I want them all.” He pulled his fingers out and made her suck them clean, tasting their mixed juices. “And after you give me the list… I’m going to start checking them off. One by one. Starting with the riskiest one you have.”

Her body ached everywhere — ass, pussy, thighs — but she felt strangely safe. She was starting to crave the pain. She was starting to crave him. As she drifted off in his arms, Viktor kissed the top of her head and whispered against her hair: “By the end of this month, you won’t want to leave me, Aliyah. You’ll beg to stay owned by the Wicked.” And deep down, in the part of her that was already addicted, she knew he was right.

In the five years since she had been brought into the Silver Ridge Territory, Victoria had resorted to the silver cane only once. It was a thrashing so brutal that Avery’s wolf had whimpered in the dark, and her body had taken a full moon’s cycle to knit back together. Now, the cycle of cruelty was turning once more.

“The one where you try to make me fall for you. I might actually enjoy this.” Troy lets out a cynical laugh. “Are you kidding me?” “No. I don't see why you can't still try.” “Well, I don't know. The allure just isn't the same anymore. It's lost its glitz and glamour.” She gestures mockingly with her hands, mimicking sparkles. Dorian chuckles. “Oh, come on. You give up so quickly. I thought you might be stronger than that. After all, fourteen years of obsession over me can't just die out like that, can it?”