Beautifully Cruel Novels & Stories

"Why are you treating me this way? I don't have the right to suck you anymore." "How many times am I supposed to remind you that we are not an item? You bore me to death." I state as bluntly as I can; maybe she will get the message this hundredth time. "Really?" Dark looks at Ruthless. "Beg your brother for me." Ruthless looks at me, then back at Madison. "You and I know that Cruel never lets a woman suck him more than once, so you should count yourself lucky for having that much opportunities."

So brutally. Azriel took a breath of relief when he was finally out of reach of her sweet scent. He leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes. His breathing was heavy and his heart racing. The cold shower had helped little. He was hard as soon as he came out of the bathroom. Her fucking smile was the root of all problems. That sweet, innocent smile. Why did she have to be this beautiful, this irresistible?

Yurich A child without love, a man without morals, and a life based on carnage is in this diabolical friend in which I am always being shaped, when something good or beautiful appears I have a perverse taste in touching. Unlike Midas does not become gleaming like gold but distorts into ashes heaped at my feet, destroying any goodness is easy, breaking beauty is as natural as dawn. Your innocent eyes cry out for the wickedness I carry with me, so why would you deny it?

Zichi begged painfully as her finger dropped onto the ground. " You want a slow and painless death," Asriel said with a smirk, revealing his deadly smile. Zichi had never thought that the man capable of pleasuring her so much could be this cruel, worse than the demon. With her blood flowing freely and the deep pain she felt, she was slowly loosing consciousness, her body numb from loosing a lot of blood. " You should rot in hell Zichi, you messed with the wrong person. " Asriel said and return the knife to Nicko before the two headed out.

Christian couldn't help but look at her from head to toe, a current of excitement ran through his body, his Pen1s stood erect in his pants, his eyes clouded with desire, she was beautiful, fragile, her skin as white as a snowflake, her rosy nipples protruding like juicy, ripe cherries.

That's what he always made her feel. She looked up and was met by his sinfully beautiful face. The face that always threw her off the hook. She could never get tired of admiring his face. She thought that being this beautiful was a sin. She found her fingers trailing his facial contours like they had a mind on their own. She could never keep her hands to herself in the present of this beauty. David who found her touch pleasing leaned towards her hand enjoying her little acts. She was the woman who captured his heart wholly and could do anything, anytime to him and he would not complain. He was helpless when it comes to her, only that his helplessness gives him bliss.

Kristen scoffed and sassily flung her hair backwards. "I'm one of the best here and everyone knows it. Besides, I'm the sexiest female here and I could be a nice distraction for the clients during the exchange". She said proudly. Most of the female mobsters scoffed loudly, and Daniel laughed. His expression suddenly turned serious and he walked over to Kristen, looking her dead in the eye. "The only thing you're the best at, is being a cum dump. Get all other ideas out of your thick empty skull". Daniel said, giving her one last hateful look before walking out.

She was… beautiful. Not soft, fragile beauty. Sharp beauty. Dangerous beauty. Tall. Strong. Every movement controlled and powerful. Muscles flexed smoothly beneath sun-kissed skin. Her dark hair was tied back, exposing a face carved with confidence and quiet cruelty. The crowd roared louder, chanting her name. Fiona didn't look at them, her gaze was fixed on Zaria. Then she smiled, not warmly, not politely, but like a predator that had already tasted the prey's blood.

Cyrus laughed out making Bright laugh too. "I will get back at you all. I will not spare you. You all ganged upon me. I... I...". His threats were all fading away as Bright dragged him to the car while their families and friends were laughing at them. ******** "It’s soooo beautiful". Win was in an awe. Their room was decorated in simple, elegant yet sensuous theme of blue and silver. He was engulfed in his favorite pair of arms. He leaned himself back in the warm embrace.

Make me ache for him even when I wanted to hate him? I don't know how someone can be this beautiful and wicked at the same time. Cole's face was a masterpiece—sharp jawline shadowed with stubble, gray eyes dark with lust, full lips that promised sin. But beneath that beauty was a cruelty I'd felt too many times, the kind that left me broken and begging. And yet, here I was, spread out beneath him, my body betraying every rational thought. I don't know why Cole is doing this—dragging me here, devouring me like this.