Despicable Me Vicious 6 Novels & Stories

She said, with a smile on her face. “Hello there. I am Desire, Ian’s cousin.” Desire said and reached out her hand to Reina, excitedly and Reina gave her a cute smile. “I am so happy to finally meet you Desire," Reina said and turned her attention towards my Mom. "Honestly Ma'am, you look younger and good looking than the photos Ian had shown me. In fact, I could totally call you a sweet sixteen.” Reina continued to compliment my Mom and I could tell that they were totally buying it.

The fear of what would happen to his beloved family if the Atricon gang somehow got to him greatly frightened the soul out of his body. He started sweating profusely even in the well-ventilated air condition room and had to wipe his face severally with trembling hands. For the first time in his evil life, he wished he had not betrayed the original owner of the Kingston empire. David smirked evilly as he saw the uneasiness and registered fright in the sixth general's composure. He looked away from him and continue with his speech, unperturbed by the sixth general's nightmare. "We will be using G6 as bait to lure the gang. I am certain that they are human and not ghosts, who are capable of inf

Diane is still calling me, afraid that I might die right now. Though I decided to not respond to her call, I want to rest. I am tired and I don't need to fight anymore, I think I did my part in this battle well. And I don't regret anything. I heard a shout, a painful one like someone is burning. I opened my eyes, Diane's attention was in that scene. Alpha Dimian was burning while Alpha Zidian, Mr. Garmon and Mr. Calixto was around him. They made that to him and I am glad they finished this. I looked for Sebastian, where is he?

"She also said it has a better piano." He looked at the closed door. "The piano in here isn't bad." "The piano in here is thirty years old and the middle C sticks slightly." "I've adapted to the middle C." "You shouldn't have to adapt to a sticking key," I said. "Come on." Professor Valdez's studio was at the end of the third floor corridor, larger than I had realized from the outside. There was a good piano, a full upright with clean action, and space enough for both of us to set up without crowding. The window faced south and in the December afternoon the light came in low and gold the way it did in November, the kind of light that made everything look more considered than it was.

After our engagement, the six of us friends agreed to take one last trip together before the wedding. That night, my friend Anders Greer suggested we play a "24-Hour Couple Swap." Anyone who drew matching symbols had to act like a couple for the next twenty-four hours. Whoever drew a blank card could only take pictures and carry everyone's bags. In the first round, I drew a blank. My fiancee, Brielle Rice, and Anders both drew moons. They held hands while watching the sunrise, while I followed behind carrying three people's bags. In the second round, I drew another blank. They both drew roses. Their penalty was to hug for one minute. Everyone crowded around, cheering them on, while I sto

She died on the cold hospital benches in empty corridors. “Naomi?” Met with my long silence, Sasha came closer to the screen worriedly. “Don’t let it get to you. We shared this with you, not for you to give in. We always take the long way around him when we see him. We always give him an attitude.” As my parents tensed up on the video call, I smiled. “I’m fine, Mom. He can stand there all he wants. Just call the cops if he gets in the way again.”

The maids near sigh in relief at the scene. With a burst of maniac laughter, Isabella look into her so-called father's eyes and ran her fingers through her silky hair, and said softly; "A CHILD must never kill his FATHER, remember" emphasizing the word child and father then she stood up, and straightened her red gown and trotted away in her heals. After confirming that she is gone, some maid instantly helped Owen up and by this time, his wound has nearly healed. ***** In a large meeting hall, five vampires that hold Country B sat around the long conference table, the expression on their faces was emotionless and their presence make the waitress serving them shivered in fear even though she h

His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer. In the middle of me running through trees, a huge weight punched into my side making me crash down on a random tree. I slid down to the ground and groaned in discomfort from my back. I saw his fists coming right for me once more and quickly moved out of the way before I could receive the impact. His fist landed on the tall tree that I was previously leaning on creating a small dent. I didn't waste any time trying to get ahead of him. I swiftly moved back towards him and grabbed onto his arm and used my supernatural strength to swing him against the same tree. The collision caused a huge bang.

The house Priamos had told us about. Quick as lightning, Zaven was there. Jumped on the men who were still busy counting their livestock. Melancholy settled inside my chest. They were treating these pups like cattle. Some were about six or seven. Others were being carried around in car seats. Strapped in so tightly they could barely breathe. As if an infant posed any fucking threat.

"Dad, why'd you hit me? I'm your real daughter. You hid me for six years because of her, and I let it slide. Now I'm pregnant—with your actual grandkid. What's so wrong about wanting to come home?" Sharon stared them down like she owned the place. Adelson heiress, future Benetton queen—this drama barely registered. "If it blows up, just toss some cash at it. Yasmine's freaking out 'cause she knows you're done backing her once I'm back. She's a fake—and she will be broke, head to toe." Sebastian's hand shook as he pointed at her. "You..." He used to think the daughter raised apart was just rough around the edges—she'd grow out of it. Never imagined she'd turn out this dumb and cruel.