Damned Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

The Cicconis do not live in VINCENT DANZAville, and KY knows that VINCENT DANZA banned them from the area while having KY on a hit list. "How many people you gotta rob to get a crib like this?" DAMON asks with a screwed-up face.KY'S face contorts, but KY decides not to inform him as to what ISAAC actually spends most of his time doing—murdering. It's best at his age that he thinks the mafia just rob people.

I whispered, and my voice didn't shake this time. Something broke in his expression. Something dark and wild and absolutely devastating. "Then God help us both," he said. And his mouth crashed down on mine, and everything exploded. ***** P.S: Guys, I just started my new book on W******l! It's an exciting fantasy romance book titled ‘Slave to the Lord of Misery by QueenAnatomy.’ Trust me, you will love it. Do support me and check it out. Thank you, and tell me what you think of Aveline's story so far. Cheers!

Then one bolder mutt sank its teeth into my calf and ripped off a chunk of flesh. The pain cut straight through to my soul. I screamed without thinking, trying to scare them off. "Get back! Don't touch me! Get away!" But no one could hear me. My hands passed through their bodies every time I tried to shove them. All I could do was watch as those animals turned my flesh into a feast—tearing, gnawing, reducing me to something unrecognizable. I remembered my father, after hearing of Matthew's death, pointing a finger at my face—every word a poison-tipped dagger. "Eli! I curse you to die a wretched death, with no body left to bury!"

The sound of shattering glass rang in Calista's ears as warm liquid streamed down her forehead. Noelle's scream rang out beside her. "Calla!" Calista stumbled backward, only to see Aveline raising a second bottle. "Go die!" Aveline shouted. The second strike landed even harder and knocked Calista out. She collapsed into a pool of blood, the world around her fading into nothing but a blur of frantic screaming.

I bit my lower lip to suppress a moan. “Be mine.” He whispered huskily still staring at my eyes. But I felt nothing not even the electrifying sparks the romance novel authors always paint on their bestseller books. “I’m all yours, Vincenzo Romano.” Not exactly a lie since Nicholas and I broke up last night. I mean, I broke and killed him last night. •••

, I say quietly. “That was his bad, Amory”, says Liam. “I don’t give a fuck how rich you are, you’re more rare than that pink diamond on your neck! He should never have cheated on you, he doesn’t even deserve a second chance and he’s lucky you’re even saying boo to his ass right now”.

How he’d fumbled clumsily with dolls, trying to make different voices, trying his best to entertain her when he was far too old for toys but unwilling to deny her excitement. His voice had softened when he told me that story, almost unrecognizable from the man I’d thought him to be. And as I lay in his arms that night, my heart had twisted painfully. Because maybe there was more to Damien than the monster I told myself he was. Another night, Damien had told me about his first visit back to Russia. Both he and Ana had been born and raised here, and though their blood ran deep with Russian heritage, the stories he shared revealed a side of the country that made my chest ache. He spoke of negle

Asher muttered from where he stood, watching as Kaidën fought with the demons of his past. “We are both damaged, Asher Fishman. Why else would we fit so perfectly?” Kaidën shot back, shaking his head, fingers clawing at the mirrors.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

VIVIAN The elevator ride to the office feels longer than it ever has—too bright, too quiet, too clean, like a place that shouldn’t hold the kinds of secrets that threaten to destroy an entire life. My hands won’t stop trembling. I hide them in my coat pockets, but they keep shaking anyway, remembering the feel of Damian’s feverish skin the night before… Remembering how his breathing strained. Remembering how the doctor said his blood pressure was dangerously high. And I caused it.