Born A Wicked Way Novels & Stories

My hands begin to tremble at the thought. “A means to make sure your father doesn’t suffer the most horrible death in Mistral Hollow,” he says, his eyes gleaming with malice. “You know that casting out a werewolf can induce rogueness. No one spares a rogue—they’re killed at first sight. What a horrible way to go… I heard it. You lost Alec to it. Don’t want Reginald Wildewood to end that way, huh? Then do this. End the life of your bastard husband.”

White magic would keep them looking young and beautiful I started to get angry. Not with her but with her father. How could you kill your own offspring because of her mother's choices? Her mother probably had no choice. She probably was born a witch. Not every witch sells their soul. Some are just born that way. I did not know whether her mother had chosen to be a witch or had been born that way. I will consult with the witches' council about it. They have records of every witch and werewolf. That was what I did not understand. I was not understanding why her father was the way he was. Was he raised to hate witches? Was he a werewitch too, and did not tell anyone? So many questions and not e

Katara heard her mother cough so hard, she's starting to worry right now. They are already in the bed and it's midnight but her mother still can't sleep, she approached her and then patted her back gently. "Are you okay mom? You look so pale." She worriedly says, the whole day Katara did what the maid should do. Good thing in her past life, she used to work as a maid as a disguise to kill someone. At her first work it was such a disaster, she almost burned the entire mansion of that family but it will not happen today or tomorrow. She learns how to be one, she learns that she's a personal maid of the Mistress Ave.

Liam was, without a doubt, a different level of fucked up. “‘Everyone comes naked from their mother’s womb.’ That phrase is straight out of the Bible, Hilary. When people—even you and me—came into this world, we were immaculate and uninhibited. But as mere human beings, we are also weak and curious. These things are etched in our nature. And the moment we enter this worldly realm, we give in to the false trappings and disassociate ourselves from our original essence. We sin. There are thousands and thousands of ways that we sin, but the most destructive and root of it all that impedes us from our spiritual progress are the seven deadly ones.”

"Then why?" His fingers slip between my legs. I gasp, leaning back, hands on his knees, eyelids fluttering, heart racing. Sweat breaks out on my skin as he teases my slick pussy, and I let out a low groan. "There are sins in my family, asteraki mu, sins worse than my own, and when I found out about them—" He moves faster over my clit. I'm gasping, moaning. "I killed to cleanse those sins."

Alina gave birth according to plan, without nerves and complications. She calmly reached the entire term, which the doctor warned her about, although she had her first child. But the werewolves had their own characteristics in these moments. A strong child will develop until the end of the term, and the birth itself with such children passes quickly. Werewolf children are strong, tenacious and more adapted to life already at the moment of birth. And her baby literally flew out of her like a cork. It's good that Laura insisted on a planned transfer to the hospital.

"Crysler Dark, he was seven when he first killed a rogue wolf. Yes, after killing a rogue. He ran from the rogues with his sister. But, not to become miserable. He has decided that night that; he will become a terror to the werewolf world. Crysler has tolerated enough pain. The rogues made him realize that only one thing mattered in the world. And that is POWER. If his pack would have been powerful. They have won this battle. He wouldn't have lost his parents. These monsters wouldn't be laughing and kicking at them... Crysler decided he would create a pack. A very powerful pack that; anyone will fear messing with. No one will even think to come close to it. And to do this, he has to be power

“It is wicked.” He kissed the throbbing spot on her neck and felt her shiver. “Why would something so natural be wicked? You think it is wicked because the church wants women to only know their husbands. That doesn’t mean what we are doing is wrong. This is what we were made for. As long as we are both enjoying it, why is it wrong? Let’s enjoy creating some wicked memories to keep secret together.”

“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?” Duncan ended up face slapping his face as he stated every single obstacle they were facing right now. “How about the vagabonds? I’m sure there’s someone there willing to make a deal for a few bucks.” Ben was quick to suggest remembering the werewolves in their town with no packs. “Half of the folks there already struck a deal with my father.

Rose grabs his hand. "Why are you saying this Aaron? we will have our children. I am your wife I will give you a child." Rose said while cupping his face. "I DON'T WANT ANY CHILD WITH YOU. YOUR CHILD BE LIKE YOU A BRAT, ARROGANT, SELFIES, CUNNING AND INHUMANE" he shouts at her. Push her hand away. "How can you be so inhumane you are Rose you didn't feel sad for Mia that she lost her child but you're talking about giving birth to my child," he said