Dewa Jahat Novels & Stories

I could clearly see that Erica was upset but mainly scared if Nikita might expose her. Giving out a giggle, Nikita replied, "Well, I was passing by, minding my own business and I heard Olivia's name from your mouth, and since I hate her so much, I wanted to know what's the tea." "What? You hate her?" I added. She turned towards me and leaned in. She looked at me with her demon looking eyes which really frightened me. "Hate? I despise that brat!" she exclaimed. I listened to her reasons of hating Olivia and I was truly amazed at how many people Olivia infuriated. It came as a shock to me.

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

POV - ESMEE BADEAUX "Stop it!" I scream, putting all my strength into removing Giovanni from Antonio. "Fuck you!" Giovanni barks at Antonio. He grips onto Antonio's collar and aggressively draws him up then smashes his head on the ground. Gasp and cries are heard across the church as people witness the outrageous scene. "Giovanni, Antonio!" Arial cries to both of her sons. "Boys!" Giovanni's father Diego bellows

“ you are just saying this because you are a full werewolf ,you know am an hyprid and my parents made us serve the moon goddess but never for once had she the alpha who hates me come up for me ,I had always been in terrible situation but she never does card abd I would never pray to get agsin ,am an hyprid and I serve myself I don't care about any god,I am my own god

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VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TEN I grabbed his hand and with as much strength as I could muster, I pushed it away from my thigh. The sound of my underwear snapping back into place didn't go unnoticed as he chuckled darkly.

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

“No can do. This is abuse and you need to stop it.” “You know what needs to stop?” Sergio began, rolling up his sleeves and moving menacingly toward Jade while she moved backward. “You butting into matters that are none of your business. You think screwing around with him for a few days gives you the right to talk back at me? You're just a sl*t. Now I understand why your parents named you Jade.”

“A werewolf won’t do it to one of theirs, right?” I want to say yes, but Devlin is a Draxmore. “Maybe the Draxmores ripped it from her.” “Or she bartered it away.” The voices slam into me, each word another knife. My knees shake, but I lock them. I will not collapse here. Not in front of them. The scarred man slams his fist against the armrest. “A wolf with no wolf is no wolf at all. She is nothing. An abomination.”

Nox "It's been over two weeks," I said, my arms crossed over my chest as I leaned against my desk and stared. "We need to tell Alex. She's going to find out sooner or later." I took a deep breath and stared down at Deloris Witt. Perhaps over the years I'd overestimated her abilities. In most things, most instances, she was unstoppable—Superwoman. If that were true, then this assignment, Chelsea Moore and Infidelity, had become her kryptonite.