Born A Wicked Way Novels & Stories

My wolf roared inside me, but the wolfsbane kept me human. "You're rotten," I said through clenched teeth. "You were born rotten." That only made Raven more excited. She kicked me hard in the lower abdomen. Pain tore through the scar from my C-section — I had given birth in my human form, like most she-wolves did to keep the pup safe. I bit down hard on my lip. I hoped Damien still had even a shred of feeling left for me as his mate. I hoped he would untie me. But he only focused on comforting Seraphine and said casually, "How much strength can a pup have? You scared her earlier. Just let her blow off some steam."

Like something pulled from a nightmare. Everyone went crazy. The camera zoomed in on the strange, wax-coated baby. His image was broadcast across countless screens in real time. Vanessa lunged toward the bed before anyone could react, but her hand froze halfway… The disgust on her face was apparent. She couldn't bring herself to touch him! She spun toward me the next second, her voice sharp and trembling, every word dripping with hate. "Claire! You disgusting witch! You actually slept around?! Look at this thing you gave birth to!"

Had she completely lost her mind? But Clara didn’t look insane. If anything, she looked terrifyingly calm, because she remembered something very clearly. In her previous life, the so-called loving grandmother of the kids had been one of the worst people tormenting those children. Every cruel word. Every cold order. Every punishment. The old woman had always claimed she was “disciplining” them, “strengthening their character,” “teaching proper behavior,” but in reality, she had simply been cruel. Clara remembered one scene vividly: Lucas had accidentally spilled tea during a family dinner, just a small mistake any normal adult would have ignored, but Old Madam Lockwood had ordered the eight-y

"Cut the crap. They're framing you? How would they know about the mole on your butt, huh? Marvin, didn't you say my sister was the only one for you? So, what's the deal with all these women? "I actually pitied you. So, I agreed to have your baby, never suspecting you'd already turned your back on my sister." Rebecca lashed out as she spoke, driving Marvin back step by step. "You ungrateful fool! I betrayed my own husband to have your kid and even got you a cushy job as hospital dean, all to spare you any hardship. And this is how you repay me? Hooking up with nurses and chasing after other women? "How can you be so utterly shameless?"

“Show me how bad you have wanted this young cock.” I rode him like a whore. That was the only way to describe it. I moaned shamelessly and my tits bounced and my pussy creamed all over his thick shaft until there was a white ring of it at the base of his cock. I came again grinding down on him and my walls fluttered wildly around him and I threw my head back and moaned.

Logan joked. That reminds me what is the relationship between you and old man Sinclair I remember you never bowed to anyone first and you let people greet you before you greeted them back but the first day you two saw each other you greeted him first and even called him by his first name. Logan asked curiously. “I will answer your question but not completely!”. The reason why am named wicked is because they think I killed your grandfather because of my lover and the relationship between me and Old Man Sinclair is because he is the lover in question. He is the reason I became “Bianca” today. Bianca declared with a smile.

His eyes did not look away from his wife's face, which was turning red. He swore, that if anyone looked at his wife for more than five seconds while she was blushing so adorable like that, he would shoot them in the head. Aria sat on a soft bed. She traced her hands across the soft bed cover. Honestly, even though she was born into a wealthy family, her life was quite opposite from the sound of it. She could only enjoy a life that was considered sufficient, only when her mother was still alive. After that, she was abandoned, a homeless child.

I couldn't wait to get this thing out of me. No one could change the way I felt about this child.I had made up my mind that the moment it was born I would go and throw it in the forest to be devoured by wild animals but from where I was standing, doing that was going to be a fight. I would not have a hybrid in the midst of wolves. A witch and a wolf , never. It had to go. The pack doctor helped me prepare for labor and it only took hours before I gave birth. It was like it wanted to stay inside me. It would crown and go right back in. I was in the most excruciating pain.

I didn't want to give birth to a child that will suffer with your father and I, so I made a very crazy decision. I gave birth and sold the baby to a very Rich woman who said she was Barren and her husband would kill her if she doesn't give her a child, especially a boy. I was going to the hospital to have an abortion when the doctor told me about it, I felt like it was going to be better than killing a poor innocent child. We planned this for months, she faked the pregnancy and immediately I gave birth I gave her the baby and she gave me good money. That was part of what I wanted to use to start a good life, until your father took it away from me , accusing me of being a whore and sleeping a

"You just thought that I would forgive you no matter what you did. You treated the seven chances I gave you like a 'get-out-of-jail-free' card and thought that you could hurt me however you pleased." Chuck whipped his head up. Tears were streaming down his face as he exclaimed, "No! I love you. I just… I just couldn't control myself." "Love?" I barked out a condescending laugh. "You have no idea what love is, Chuck Garrison. If you loved me, you would have accompanied me for my prenatal check-ups instead of picking up your first love. If you loved me, you would have stayed with me during my birthday dinner instead of leaving halfway.