Cruel Intentions 4 Novels & Stories

ANNABELLA'S POV “ We have thirteen groups hunting for nine treasures, and each of the treasures contains a different parcel. The more parcels you get, the closer you are to claiming the price. The more you hunt, the more you closer you are to bringing the winner for this year's treasure hunt game! The group that emerges as the ultimate winner will be rewarded handsomely by the school. I believe all of you have your wolves!” “ Yes, sir!” we all shouted in unison.

he grins. "So, you want us to pretend to be your friends?" Max frowns, folding her arms across her chest. Andrew nods excitedly in response and gives her an enthusiastic thumbs up. She rolls her eyes and turns to look at the other three girls who look a lot more confused than she feels. "Wait, I thought you said that this was gonna be a game of truth or dare?" He says, furrowing her eyebrows. Max shrugs indifferently and sits down next to her.

Come and get me. Alpha Axel aka your doom. Simon scrunched the piece of paper in his hand as raw furry courses through his veins. With a low growl, he ripped the paper into shreds and heaved heavily. All he saw was red. He wanted to tear Axel limb by limb and he'll make sure to do exactly that. He would not only kill him but he would torture Evelyn right in front of his eyes. Torment her very soul and kill her from the inside before they'll burn her alive in front of Axel and the f*cker won't be able to do a thing.

PROPERTY OF THE ALPHA PRINCE BY JINXWRLD CHAPTER 4: MYSTERIES Well, sir. I found out during the search, that it was a mad woman, who was busy laughing to herself, and cackling to herself too. I mean, it was very weird, you have to see this from yourself. Her gaze looked focused, in front, just staring at nothing in particular. She laughed and cackles…really laughed and cackled as if she was watching someone do something stupid. It is not normal. And also, the people, her fellow citizens, are also clearing the space for her to do whatever, she wants, as long as they don’t care whatever another person is going to see.

It didn’t even sound like mine. Neither of them spoke. The silence was deafening. I took a trembling step back, shaking my head as tears blurred my vision. “Anne, please,” Crystal stammered, his voice hoarse, desperate. “This isn’t what you think—” A bitter laugh tore from my throat, sharp and broken. “Not what I think?” I repeated, my voice rising, trembling. “Then what is it, Crystal? What could it possibly be?!” Eleanor’s face twisted with guilt, tears welling in her eyes. “It’s not— it wasn’t planned—”

The sharp click of her 5-inch heels echoed through the lobby. She stopped in the center of the hall, her expression unreadable as she looked at the still little figure on the floor. "Still putting on a show? Is this what Howard taught you—how to fake sympathy? You really think that if you act pitiful enough, I'll soften up? Keep dreaming." Each word cut through me like a blade, stabbing my soul again and again. I wanted to scream—how could she? How could she believe such cruelty of her own child? My boy was gentle, obedient, innocent… Tears spilled onto his face.

I asked panicking. “I found out when I woke up this morning,” Carter says. “Okay okay, you can’t really see our face how can they know it even us? It could literally be anyone.” I rant barely stopping. “Continue watching,” Carter says. “Or fast forward to the end of the video.” He adds and I do that. The end of the video shows our faces clearly, it shows us leaving the glass booth after our little indiscretion. “Oh my God, I’m so fucked.” I say closing my eyes.

she said, finally meeting my eyes. I stepped closer, leaning in so my lips brushed her ear. "I still don’t have the purest intentions for you, Talia," I whispered, letting the words hang, low and heavy. "I hope you know that." "What are your intentions?" she asked, her neck tilting just enough to look me in the eyes. My wolf snarled inside, fangs itching to sink in, and claim her. "They’re dirty, Talia. Filthy as hell," I answered, my teeth grazing her earlobe. She shivered violently, and I could feel it through my fingers.

I kicked and struggled to no avail, "Please," I choked. His inner beast resurfaced and he was murderous. He wanted to kill me. His claws dug into the flesh and tears poured from my eyes, all air supply was cut when the door opened, I've never been more pleased to see Jamal as I was now. He rushed to us, "Edward, you're killing her!" He said but my Alpha was too consumed with anger to listen. "She fucking hurt her," He growled. "Let her go, she'll be punished for whatever she did the right way!" the Alpha threw me across the room, I hit a bed night lamp and fall on the floor, covered in my blood while he glared at me. Growling.

Irreparable Harm Noticing the hesitant look in Crista's eyes, William stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me." She looked at him in confusion. 'What does he mean?' she wondered. "The key," William shouted. He was furious when he saw that she was trying to play innocent. Was she really going to live with Tristan? 'What a stupid woman!' Crista was stunned. "This is mine. I can't give it to you." She did not want to give it to him because she wanted to see the villa once.