Despicable 1 Novels & Stories

Marcus smirked mysteriously, seeming indifferent and distant as if he had a protective shell around him, "So many people have called me despicable, what difference does one more make?" Despicable? Jessica, your world is too pure. It seems, you still don't know what despicable means. I... have long been sinking and struggling in hell! A lifetime in darkness! Jessica's breath hitched, she was furious. How could this man speak with such indifference and act as if nothing mattered when he cared deeply? She despised this kind of Marcus.

His eyes burned into me, murder simmering beneath the surface, his jaw clenched so tight a vein pulsed in his neck. My stomach twisted. I felt every inch of my skin crawl under that glare. Caleb let out a short, cruel laugh, pushing himself lazily off the wall before leaning back again as if the whole moment amused him. “No matter how you throw your body around, Melissa,” he drawled, lips curling upward, “we wouldn’t want you.” His eyes swept down my body with disdain so sharp I flinched. “You are nothing but a disgrace,” he continued, stretching the word as if savoring it, “and you are totally…utterly….disgusting.”

Brody flipped to the back of the file. "The hull deformation on that submersible is severe. She's got less than 24 hours of oxygen left. A 23-year-old girl is trapped inside there." My fingers stopped on the dial. My son, Robb Lattimer, had also been 23 the year he died. "Maren, you're the only person in this entire region who can pull off a docking rescue at that depth." Brody leaned in and lowered his voice. "If you don't go, she's dead."

Sunna noticed Nikhil staring at her naked body. She soon covered herself with a towel. "Excuse me sir" Nikhil was so lost in staring at her that he didn't even pay attention to what she said . "Excuse me , sir" " Oh , I am sorry. You are just so beautiful and it's difficult to take your eyes off of you. " "That I know and Thank You" " Oh " Nikhil replied smiling. "Sir, now will you give me the lead role in your upcoming project."

I still can’t accept that I’m just…this while the people who hurt me have been thriving and living their best lives. I gritted my teeth. “You know nothing,” I tell him before gathering my things to leave. I can no longer stand being in the same space as him. He reminds me of things that I want to forget. “Stop acting like you care because you don’t! You’re despicable. I despise you.”

I knew she will be my weakness so I despised her, thinking it will make the feeling go away but it didn't . It only grew stronger. Then when I kept thinking of how I will see her again. I saw her in that office. I wanted to hug her or even kiss her to tell her how much I loved her but again, I despised her to kill the passion in me. I am such a coward. How can I make her suffer for my weakness.

"You don't believe me? You can call the cops and have them investigate." As I spoke, I looked down and unlocked my phone. The next second, however, Gideon snatched it from me and smashed it to the floor. "Isn't this enough of a mess for you?" The sound of the phone shattering echoed down the hallway. Someone recognized me and secretly began filming me. "So this is the infamous cheating-spouse catcher." "She's actually quite pitiful. Her parents don't love or care about her. I also heard that on her wedding night, her new husband ditched her to go to a bar."

Yes, I had a deep crush on Prince Devin, but I wouldn't be ridiculed this way. Maybe I was a weak wolfless omega who found no better job than keeping records for a man who was interested in defiling her, but I had my self-dignity to protect. At this point, I didn't even care about getting arrested, but if they were to arrest me, it would be for the right reasons— that I stole from Giga.

XXV –Descent . . . Descent (noun): it can be an action of moving downward, dropping, or falling… or it could be a moral, a social or psychological decline into a specified undesirable state . . . PROSERPINA: Before she and Alastor can go shopping later–does this count as a date?–Proserpina had fully intended to leave the house not too far or for long seeing as she no longer felt that secure ever since they’ve been attacked there) when she returned to the shadows to rest.

“You pervert mad killer! Get me out of here." "Yeah, I won't deny that I'm a pervert," the man retorted mockingly. After closing her eyes for a long time and there was no longer Calvin's aura around her body, she began to venture up to open her eyes. She looked at her bathroom which now had traces of water on the floor and also Calvin's dirty clothes which were piled very close to her feet. Disgusted she put her feet back and leaned stiffly against the toilet she was currently sitting in. The sound of gurgling water from her left side was annoying at times as her mind began to wander too far. Calvin's body, tall, muscular, and tattooed in the shape of a knife stabbed into the man's muscular