Feathers So Vicious Book 2 Novels & Stories

~Valerie~ “Whip, whip” The tongue of the whips tore through my skin like a knife slicing through a portion of red meat. The pains ricocheted through my body, making me weak. I had lost count of the whips that I had already been given. All I wanted to do then was probably join my dead parents in whatever world they were in right now. I am mad at them. Yes. Mad for letting themselves get murdered. Mad for leaving me all alone in this world. And mad for not leaving me under any insurance at all.

My body was covered in scratches, Íris’s claws had struck me in several places: abdomen, shoulders, back, especially close to my neck. She wanted to kill me; I could feel her murderous intent before, and now, looking at the marks, it was even clearer. One wrong move and she would have hit my neck. I don’t even know how Onyx managed to subdue her. Then again, I guess he wonders the same thing: how I manage to tame Violet. We’re birds of a feather, after all: losing our minds when one of them refuses to submit or dares to mention another man.

Nevaeh nods tearfully, her shoulders shaking with her sobs. Tired of waiting, Lukan shoves my head down. Excruciating pain explodes across my back. My vision blurs, and nausea gathers in my stomach as my wings are being cut from my body. I try to stifle my screams, but the pain is unbearable. The metallic taste of blood saturates my taste buds. It's excruciating. Falling forward, I try to straighten my arms, but they buckle. Choking on my blood, I give Nevaeh a reassuring look, but my vision blurs, and my body quakes. The sound of something falling near my shoulder startles me from my pain. It’s one of my wings. Vision wavering, I crawl to Nevaeh and touch her foot. My ears thrum, and my bod

Her ocean eyes locked onto Fru, as a soft smile danced on her face as if expecting her. " Fru " Her black hair spilled like a storm, its green edges flickering like venomous flames. More beautiful, more terrible than words could hold. Time stopped. And then Fru hit the ground, gasping, the taste of ash and iron thick in her mouth. The book was gone. Only the Valia remained, her gaze sharp enough to pierce through skin and bone. “Welcome,” Valia said, her voice laced with both familiarity and threat. It caressed Fru’s ear, yet set her blood thrumming with fear. “You’ve crossed into my fate.”

Her fingers gently pushed further into his back, memorizing the cool warmth exuding from him. "Will you help me?" She barely whispered, her grip on him relaxing as she retreated back. The vine-like grip in their arms slivered down to their joined hands, still too afraid to let go. He nodded mutely before standing up and offering a hand, her legs trembling slightly as the room swayed. Catching her effortlessly, he pushed her back down into the chair, grabbing the basin and rag as he walked around the large wings to her back. Dark, nearly black, blood soaked the entire back of her dress. He recognized the mouse grey feathers, reminiscing the feather she shared with him just yesterday. Even tho

A weird kind of feeling entered my body making me heated all of a sudden. Was it 2 years of his absence or my longing I don't know but still amidst this coldness I felt his warm feeling engulf me. "You can step back Daniel.." Was all he said. And the blonde stepped back , to give clear view of his beautiful hazel eyes looking at me with hate. I tried to get up ..to move but I couldn't I was truly helpless and trapped Lying at the mercy of my mate.

The door slowly opened to reveal a long line of guards awaiting Zach over the threshold, holding knives and batons. As they prepared to attack, a man in a flashy white suit walked to the front and spoke in an arrogant voice, “Who do you think you are to come to my place and think you can simply waltz in? Do you know who I am?” “I know you are Big Al. I simply told your men I needed to see you but they chose violence so I had to use violence too. This matter doesn’t need to get ugly so let’s sit like civilized gentlemen and have a chat.”

Why the hell were there so many people here already? I was reading locker numbers as I slid through the annoying crowd. This is fucking ridiculous. Finally, I reached mine. I put in the code fucking four times before it opened. It was filled with schoolbooks, notebooks, and other basic supplies. I closed my eyes as my head started to pound. It felt as if it was going to explode. My door was yanked from my hand as it slammed in front of my face. I was surrounded by the scent of jaguar. I turned slowly and was facing three of them. An alpha, a beta, and a gamma. I kept my face blank as I clenched and unclenched my fists in an attempt to calm down. My voice sounded like ice,

I scream until my throat hurts and I can taste blood in the back of my throat. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see something flitting at the corner of the roof like the wind was spinning around in a little tornado stuck in that corner. Pieces of trash were flitting around as well, but I ignored those as I walk over to investigate. I bend down to pick up the small delicate feather that caught my attention. This feather is all too familiar as it matches the light blue, almost grey of Divina's wings. This can’t be a coincidence. I bring the feather up to my nose and smell it. It’s scent bringing me to my knees. It’s her. She’s alive. Goddess, she’s alive. I don’t care if anyone can see or he

Caging her! "I'm done with your hesitance, "Kevin looked at her with his desirous gaze and hovered over her petite figure like a predator. Emma tried to get up but his weight pressed her down. Her strength was nothing in front of him. She was nothing in front of him. His lustful gaze met her teary eyes. She looked scared, shocked, and unwilling but that didn't diminish the sinful intentions he had for her. Kevin moved one hand down and rolled Emma's dress up exposing her soft untouched skin. The tears she'd been trying to control began cascading down her eyes seeing him straddling her. She couldn't even move a muscle. This was all new for her and there was no denying she didn't like it. She