Curvy Quinn Facial Abuse Novels & Stories

“You're just an ordinary human, how do you think you can beat up a strong and powerful vampire like myself huh?” As soon as Quincy made that statement, Abigail realized that her hand was now twisted to the back at an impossible angle. “You have the guts to kiss my Zeres. How dare you?” “What, you spied on me? Don't you know what they call privacy... ouch!” Abi said in pain. “Let me go Quincy or you might regret it.” Quincy laughed. “Are you sure, because you are the one to regret here, not me.”

Luna Sandra roared, "Hurry up and take her away!" Suddenly, Qri cried tremblingly, "Look, everyone!" All eyes turned in the direction she indicated. On Ori's collarbone and upper arm, numerous bruised marks, a mix of green and purple, showed obvious signs of abuse. Felicia quickly glanced and then sharply turned her head, her long earrings, encrusted with golden-trimmed sapphires, swaying with the movement. Her voice was icy as she said, "Undoubtedly, she has committed shameless acts. It seems she was involved in evil."

She asked sharply, "Are you trying to lose your hand?" Having said that, Quinn immediately twisted and broke his hand. How did he have the audacity to touch her with that filthy hand of his! A blood-curdling scream tore from Frank's lips as he cried out in pain. Freya, on the other hand, had stayed in her room instead of going for the nighttime training. As soon as she heard Frank's blood-curdling scream, she rushed out of her room to find Quinn in a confrontational posture. She had a strong aversion to Frank. After all, he was very disrespectful toward women.

I walked into the restroom and suddenly someone pulled me by the hair and threw me across the floor. I didn’t even scream, just can't believe what just happened. My head is throbbing from the impact. "You fucking bitch." Someone yelled at me. It was Quinn, people know her as the hottest werewolf. She hasn't mated yet but i’ve heard about her sleeping around, even with mated males, creating so many enemies along the way. There are 3 other girls that I don't remember the names of. Quinn kneeled down in front of me and slapped me.

We were all pissed off that day. Quinn is a sweet Omega who works in the kitchen at the packhouse. I saw her crying one day, turned out her human mum was pretty sick, and she was naturally upset. I tried to comfort her and gave her a hug to make her feel better. Just so happened at that moment Davina showed up and felt the need to lay some stupid claim on me. She yanked Quinn out of my arms and decked her. Broke her fucking nose.

She remembered his eyes when the men started to whip and assault her. Cameron was there, he had seen every minute of the abuse she had endured. Remembering that caused Morana’s cheeks to heat up, she felt so embarrassed. Cameron cleared his throat as he looked at her, "I'm glad that you are doing better." He said in a soft voice, "I'm glad you are alive, and that you are the Alpha's mate." He widened his eyes for a moment. "Thank you." she said in a soft voice, "You helped me." Cameron shifted uncomfortably in his chair and shook his head.

"Macy is a bitch" Brittany said looking furious. Her face heated up. Apparently it seemed that the queen B was not only hitting on the alpha but the beta as well causing Brittany to claw her. "Well she will pay for it" trying to calm her down was like telling a child why sky is blue. I swear if anyone wants to learn how to be patient they would have to meet Brittany. She was still fuming when a familiar bunch of boys approached us. "Look whose back" what do they need now?

He said, and the words coming up my throat got stuck, “I’ve seen all your documented plans and I’ve shared it to every council member sitting here.” What the actual heck was going on? “Yes. We got them all this morning.” A council member said. “We’re very disappointed in you, Scarlett.” Another one said. I stood up, looking around the room, trying to see if there was a camera recording me somewhere. But there was none, and everyone was very much glaring at me. “If this is a prank, then you all can stop it. This isn’t the time for one.” I said. A man who used to be my father’s best friend shook his head and threw two papers that had two different images printed on them at me.

There, she grabbed her nightclothes and walked into the adjoining bathroom. She turned on the shower and removed her clothes. Standing in front of the mirror, putting her hair up so it wouldn’t get wet, her eyes strayed to the ‘W’ shaped scar on her belly. Her war wound. There was a time when the sight of that scar would have made her cringe… but not anymore. Up until she saw Damien Crewe in that interrogation room, all she wanted was to have it removed. She was quite determined to go through with the procedure even though the doctor told her it would take multiple surgeries and there was a chance it might never completely disappear.

She yells making me cower away from her but she holds my hand tightly digging her long nails in my flesh. "Ch-i-cke-n s-ou-p." I stutter out. "Can't you speak clearly?" Abigail spats making me whimper. "There is no flavor of chicken in it and you are calling it a chicken soup? You must be out of your mind to think that we can eat this disgusting thing." I lower my head in shame hearing the hateful words of the former Luna Queen. "Erica go and make another pot of Chicken soup for us." Damian orders and without wasting more time I hurry inside the kitchen with the pot of soup.