Cunning Novels & Stories

Forget about ever getting a chance to see the passcode. Your love although fallacious, should be presented like a slow poison, disguised as smouldering passion in order to deviate his attention from your hatred to this newfound seduction. Slow so that no question can ever be raised on you, no fingers can ever be pointed on you but you will be the actual shadow behind his downfall!!'

"Mr. Demetri, that sounds intriguing. However, I'd bet any woman would be open to the suggestion of your seduction, even without the wine and dine." "But you see, I don't want any woman. I want the woman who takes my breath away on a daily basis. I want the enamoring and alluring woman who blows my mind with her stubborn, smartass replies. I want the woman who's intelligent beyond my comprehension. I know that she is excessively gifted, because she reads these ridiculously thick law books that would put me to sleep with only one paragraph. And I know she reads those books, because even though she has her own office and I've told her not to, she leaves them lying around the apartment."

Daryn urged him to move faster and they did. “We escaped to the forest and hid on top of a tree. A warrior found us the next morning.” Andelia. Someone whispered the name like a curse. He looked at the coin again. The flower didn’t look so elegant in real life. He saw a monster in the shape of a flower. What does his enemy get to do with Andelia? The land was unfit for anyone to rule. Nothing made sense. “The flower is an excellent hunter. It has a mind of its own and it traps its prey.” Reyna lifted her head to meet his gaze. “Our enemy is cunning and intelligent.” She took the coin from his hand. “He chose this for a reason.”

She was a cunning witch indeed. Her cunning technique could be for good or bad, for defense or invasion, to bring conflict or peace - it was the same. She was the same as before. She loves to play this game. There were times for walking out into the field and declaring one's full intentions, and there were times when silver-tongued devils would take those fine words and twist them into vileness. And so Camellana took what she could do, this gift to fool, and she used it for devotion, or for her hatred, either to protect on holy knees or to kill with a smile of her lips.

Vada noticed how Karen flinched when the crowd cleared a path to make way for the man behind the voice. "Oh no, that's Jeff Harold, the poker fingered lord." she whispered to Vada who will be risking her money for the game. "I don't understand those terms Karen, explain." Vada whispered as she scrutinized the so-called poker fingered dude that got the once proud Karen to whimper like a freezing puppy, he was sitting down comfortably as he had three lady whores at his disposal, one massaging his shoulders while the other was kneeling between his thighs, giving him a blow job and the last was counting his money and dusting his draught pieces. He had a dim looking eyes, obviously getting to his

Jack asked softly. "Yes! He’s flooding the market!" Ben wailed. "Good," Jack said. "That means he’s greedy." "Boss?" "Cain is smart, but he has no history," Jack said, his voice gaining strength. "He was born in a lab. He downloaded my memories, but he didn't live them. He knows how to fight, he knows how to kill, but he doesn't know the first rule of the Sterling family." Jack looked at Catherine, who was warming her hands by the heater. She looked back, a small smile playing on her lips. She knew that look. That was the look Jack had when he was about to bankrupt a competitor.

The monogrammed cuffs display our family crest, a brand he wears like a fucking taunt. Cade’s frame is lean, wiry even, but the kind of wiry that promises speed and precision. Where I’m built for brute force, Cade is crafted for manipulation. He’s the predator who doesn’t bother with the chase; he waits, circles, and strikes when the prey doesn’t see it coming. A snake in wolf’s clothing.

It might be magic but I have magic also. Some moments after, he left the bird and addressed me. “ Nothing is impossible katrienair. You can control nature —even the beings in it. You can control Luna, can't you? ” The way he pronounced her name—it sounded strange. And he just reminded me that luna was by my side —I've practically forgotten her. “yes, I can. ” Things were becoming clearer. Luna is an animal and I can control her with my thoughts, I can feel her thoughts also. Why can't I control other animals?

Cole had always been a hothead, his first instinct has always been to shed blood and make do with whatever repercussions arise from the ashes. “Whoever she is, she isn’t a fool and like I’ve come to learn, her reputation precedes her.” I cautioned Cole, that we couldn’t afford to make hasty decisions. We were the ones potentially at risk of losing everything if we didn’t play the few cards we had right. “She’s a cunning wolf and a tactical genius at that. If we want to beat her at this game, we would have to play the cards he would expect us to play.” I tried to explain to both of them again, hoping to get them sold on this idea of mine.

she replied, cutting off the mind link with a sharp, decisive thought. The idea took root in her mind, growing and festering like a poison. Amelia had always been cunning, always able to manipulate situations to her advantage. She knew how to play the part of the devoted follower, the loyal companion. But beneath that exterior, she was ruthless, willing to do whatever it took to achieve her goals.