Evil Capricorn Novels & Stories

I take a few strides towards where he is seated on the sofa and give him the very hardest slap I could muster with the strongest of my might and it sent the affected cheek turning involuntarily to the side only for him to raise his face at me, very, very, very slowly with a smug, vile grin of his face like a mad man. As his eyes shone with evil glamor, I can not help but feel like masochism was all that there was to his entire existence. Just like his father. At that moment, I was sure that, that was really all he was, All he had ever been dating back to the day I first met him on the field and little wonder why he wasn't affected by my slap. The bastard must think I'm a sad little puppy pla

Lucy meant the statement as a joke but Charlie cocked his head and his facial features grimaced, “Oh, I really gotta blow someone?” “No, not blow, hunnie, i want you to Fuck, an Incubus, until he is drunk on lust and spills the beans,” Valaria spouted the words as if it was a carefully laid plan, “Oh, an Incubus? I’ve heard they are pretty good at making Panthers come,” Charlie once again shook his head, “I’m so in, but you’re paying,” Lucy pointed to her Alpha who nodded, “Go take a bath, I’ll make the call, shall we say midnight?”

~Alric~ “V - valencia?” His uncle stumbled in his words as he clarified, “And how - how is Valencia supposed to prove anything?” Alric’s gaze fell on Valencia, the oldest member of their pack, a hybrid; half-wolf and half-witch. Among the council of elders, she was considered to be the wisest. They called her their healer, primarily because she was an expert at making healing potions, but Alric knew, there was so much more to her than just making elixirs.

"They understand that choosing conscious predation hasn't made her stronger. It's trapped her in patterns that prevent her from experiencing the very growth she claims to seek." The insight resonated through her connection with Damien, who had spent centuries grappling with similar traps. His vampiric understanding carried recognition of how predatory identity could become a prison that offered power in exchange for the possibility of genuine transformation. Evangeline's rage wasn't just anger at their challenge to her authority. It was the fury of someone confronting proof that she had chosen limitation disguised as strength.

She glared at Erma, attempting to regain her ground, and disdainfully spat back, "I know you, a human-favored little singer, but what's there to be proud of? In Golden Crest, you're nothing but a useless omega! My dad is the Alpha of Black Furies, and I have a nobler status than you!" Erma's eyes flashed with cunning as she seized the opportunity to expose the flaw in Evita's claim, "Black Furies? If I remember correctly, they're just a low-ranking pack. So, theoretically, you shouldn't even qualify to be in the VIP area. How did you end up here? Did you sneak in like a thief?"

“You will be cursed and you won’t get the powers you desire. If you can’t get the powers, you can’t leave the cave.” Eva’s face turned pale. She didn’t know what she would do if she is trapped in this cave for eternity. “What if I give the answer but I am not honest?” “Still you will be cursed.” “Damn! Telling my honest opinion seems to be my best bet…” “Yes, Eva. Take your time to contemplate. Once you have answered you can’t change it. So, think about it deeply before answering…” *** The cyclops had usurped all the Golden Shifters in the clearing by now. The number of Human beings that were flying into the vortex of the cyclops was increasing factorially two…four… eight… sixty-four…

Having miraculously escaped that night, the Lycan did not know of my existence, at least, not until he saw me as Alpha Ezra’s mate. The man was still unaware of my relationship to the family. All he knew was that his rival, and partner, had found his mate and was choosing to marry her as a public figure of his businesses. The Capo dei Capi or as the press saw him ‘the businessman’ was to be my husband, and I, his loyal wife and beauty, the love of his life, and the light of his day. The two of us have been building this, plotting, and planning for months, and now, we both knew that it was time to take action. The Lycan was to see his hands on our hands, and his days were now to be calculated

The extent I want to get freed, I want him to be released as well. "Is it shameful to disclose how many times he fucked you??? Was he good on bed, if not, I'll fill the void, I'll make that tight cunt mine and ooze out my seed in your inside that'll definitely make you pregnant!!! " Hearing those filthy words from this person, I wanted to puke. He deserves a merciless death.. I enchanted silent prayers. Capo's eyes, were crimson red, he can murder anyone at the moment. He can escape this.

Why is this man refusing to stick to the script? [No clue, but I hope it stays unhinged. I love this pairing. Every time I think Eva's out of the mess, the author finds a new way to drag her right back in.] [Eva, babe, just give in a little. His tail is already out. Which means: one, he's an incubus and ready to bond; two, he's pissed; and three, he's about to use that thing to ruin you. Girl, you don't wanna be ripped in two. Trust me.]