Evil Capricorn Novels & Stories

She tried to comfort me in her best way but my pregnancy hormones making fun of my emotions. " Why are you crying chipkali (lizard). Stop crying another wise your baby will be a cry baby just like you, " Kabir said making me shut my mouth in anger, I withdraw my hands down from my face and cleaned my face I passed him hard looks, to which he swallowed hard yet dare to smirk at me. " What I am not lying, you are lizard," he said again. this time I became more furious yet want to cry, I hide my face behind my one hand's back while with the other I punched him on his chest.

Sweet, subtle captivity. I already didn't want to feel any emotions from people. I only wanted to be focused on business but with him, could I really say I knew what I was doing? Could I really say that I was mentally stable? He held the keys to my sanity but somehow, I was so deliciously entrapped that I never knew if it was important to demand the keys to be able to feel normal again. Sweet, subtle, captivity... ***

All he thinks about is his dick. "You're an idiot. You don't understand what this means, so let me enlighten you. Eva is Maverick's twin sister. Both of them are the last remaining pack members of the Last Nightwalkers. They're not only the strongest wolves in the world, but they're also hybrids. Eva is a hybrid witch, and Maverick is a hybrid warlock. I had a witch place a spell on them so they couldn't use their magic. With Sienna's help, they could ruin us." His mouth falls open, making me feel like punching him in it. Before he can say anything, we get a mindlink.

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.

He really did, but the ticking of the clock on the wall felt like a countdown to his execution, and he couldn't keep it in anymore. "Uncle, please," Evan started, his voice cracking. "You can’t be serious about this. Not her…Not a bloody Valente." Maxton didn’t look up and didn't even blink. He simply turned a page, the crisp sound of the paper sounding really loud in the quiet room. "Raina Valente is a pit bull in a skirt, Uncle!" Evan’s voice rose as he gained momentum, his hands gesturing wildly. "I’ve heard stories about how deranged and unstable she is. She spends her nights in underground cages punching men twice her size for fun. She’s a total misfit! She attacks people without a reas

"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.

Vic answered the system. "Sure! Vic!!" "Okay. I'm Sternly Vic." "Just who am I and who the hell are you!"

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…