Faust Mayhem Novels & Stories

Rose Watson spent years surviving two things: poverty… and David Robinson. Soccer prodigy. Male model. Arrogant jerk. He made fun of her weight and her poverty. She made sure he regretted opening his mouth. They fight. They insult each other. They can't stand being in the same room. Until one engagement changes everything. Forced to work side by side, Rose discovers that her worst enemy is hiding secrets she never expected—and David realizes the "fat girl" he mocked all his life is the only woman he can't walk away from. But when hatred turns into desire, and old wounds refuse to heal. Who will surrender first? Her biggest bully. His greatest nemesis. One lov

He said to me "Did you know that if you self harm, there's no chance you will go to heaven. A dead man chant serve the creator Aydan you should know that. If you kill a man, you can always turn your life around and there's a possibility you will go to heaven. So take your pick." I said to him "How does religion falls under what we were just talking about?" He asked confused

I want my wife back! Alpha Mayhem touches my shoulder and smacks it a few times as if to say it is okay. "Umbra's witch put one hell of a spell on you. None of this is your fault. I am angry but not at you. Umbra's witch knocked out several of my guards and you. I should have done more to protect my daughter," Alpha Mayhem is furious not just with all of us but himself. We all could have done more, but there is no sense in talking about it. We just have to go after her and bring her home. I remain silent in my thoughts.

He dangerously cooed. The intense masculine cologne trickling my skin. Bipolar sadistic ass. In a flash, his facial expressions turned serious. The sentence he uttered next had left me in fear. The anxiety crawling on my body like an insect. Euphoria leaving my veins in seconds. “Be careful what you seek for Rosella, otherwise you may feel the immense guilt for betraying your bestfriend in the most hideous way and then she wont be able to forgive you, ever.”

“You’re not taking her.” The furies laughed, their voices echoing through the night. “You cannot stop us, Hayden. Her soul… her power… it is already ours…” “No,” Hayden said, his voice low and dangerous. “It isn’t.” Without warning, the furies lunged forward, their claws outstretched, their eyes glowing with deadly intent. Hayden moved in an instant, his sword slashing through the air, cutting through the darkness with a blinding flash of light. The furies shrieked in pain, recoiling from the blow, but they weren’t done yet. They circled us, their movements fluid, like smoke drifting through the air, searching for an opening.

The house is so quiet that makes me listen to his footsteps and to the things that he will move. Right now he is composing himself about what is happening, still absorbing everything that is for real. That Cassandra Felix is back to have revenge on them. I remember how he grabbed me, carried me and slapped me, when I tried to resist because I knew he would serve me to the demons who were waiting for me. I remember how he put me at the middle of the table while they were surrounding me. I closed my hands and took a deep breath and tried to remove all the nightmares inside my head that they caused. I want him to find the knife to make it fair to him. I want him to fight back to make my game ex

He begged with those annoying puppy eyes of his. I sighed and leaned back in my chair. My speculation is right. He's here because he needs something from me. F&I also known as Fire and Ice is my secret bar. I am doing my best to hide it from the prying eyes of my parents and press. The last thing I want or need is drama. I'm a very private person and I utterly hate it whenever the press puts their nosy noses in my business. "Alright, just this once Vla--"

A beautiful visage of Freya appears, overlapping the features of her most faithful subject: The bond which bridges your divide, With blood and lust, shall be cast aside; A bond that cannot be remade, Until the blood has been repaid. As soon as I heard the line about her unborn child, I turned to look at Hanson, which was the only reason that I saw that soulmate bond finally break, bringing him to his knees in agony as he screams at the tearing and ripping pain occurring within his chest. With a final look at Jezebel, I see as she grows brighter and brighter with a power and strength not her own until a blast of light throws everyone and anyone far and wide. Werewolves land on witches. Witche

Cosmo grunted, as I dodged his fists “I have to kill one of you to keep Fox safe; that’s what Hemlock said.” “He’s still alive?” I breathed, snapping my teeth through the smaller Creation’s arm. The Creation shrieked before lunging at the side of my throat, its warm saliva dribbling through my blood. With Cosmo distracted, I took the opportunity to launch myself at the side of the face, which made him stagger back to avoid me. His hands wrapped around my arms, but his disease had no effect on me; neither did my virus to him.

My heart fell in worry as I eyed them both looking forlorn. "Where is Faelon?" I asked curiously and Faust held my hands and looked down at me. "Is he dead?" I started to cry and he shook his head. Faust looked at the others and sighed. "Faelon has the same darkness as dad had but it's not Lui Pengli…it is something far worse, I'm afraid and he is determined to wipe out the entire human race," he said sadly. I wiped my eyes and asked him what I could do.