Feathers So Vicious Spicy Chapters List Novels & Stories

“You hold a grudge, little bird.” “Of course. You'd be surprised to know how much of a terrible villain you've become in just one day.” “That's wonderful.” I smiled. “Being the villain that keeps you up all night is quite an honor.” I waved a hand at the servants standing in rows behind us, and the food was placed on the table one dish after another. Vincent's mouth watered instantly, though he quickly schooled his expression when he noticed my gaze. We ate in silence for a while.

Feared. But something deep within her stirred, ancient and electric. Change was coming. She didn't know when. Or how. But she felt it in her bones. And so did her wolf. ⸻ Hello everyone, Finally finally, we have our first chapter. Thank you for taking your time to join us as we begin the journey of this amazing book. I hope you all loved the first chapter as we finally get to meet our sweet Veyra. Let me know your thoughts in the comment session.

My sandwich was wrapped in a sealed bag, and I bought a cup of mocha. He lifted his head and got up immediately. As soon as I put the food down, I hugged him. The smell of daisies mixed with the smell of sun-dried clothes he carried flooded my nostrils and invaded my brain. Just as I thought, he was my mate. But how was that possible? Ethan sighed, burying his nose in my hair. "I was worried I might have scared you," he whispered. "That wasn't a very good first impression." I slowly caressed his upper back. "We haven't had a proper talk yet, but I have a feeling that you're not the type who would intentionally scare me."

For the next Chapter 18- woven in for more atmosphere and Rafa’s presence. --- Chapter 18 — The Man in the Ashes Snow fell in slow spirals, muting the sounds of the wounded. The valley that had been a battlefield at dawn was now a graveyard of smoldering iron and blackened pitch. Horses stood trembling, steam curling from their flanks, and the air reeked of burnt metal and something older, fouler—like the breath of a sealed crypt forced open after centuries.

he purred, “cum for me.” I threw back my head as a cry erupted from my lips. My blood was tingling. My head was singing. This was so so good. My vision was hazy as I pinned my eyes on Desmond. "You've never fucked me like this, baby. I want to see you pump that cock for me.” Desmond swallowed hard, one hand drifting down to palm his aching erection through his pants. I smirked at the movement. “Yes, that's it.” He whipped his engorged cock from its restraints and I gagged at the beauty of it.

Chapter 36: Sparkling Fingers ~ Willow ~ I don’t know how long I was on that cliff. It seemed like hours but maybe it was only minutes. I was in a sitting position when I heard the crack of a branch behind me. I let my senses guide me. The ground shook with a soft vibration underneath me. Whatever this is… it’s big. I didn’t turn around. I could feel the atmosphere thicken around me. A chill ran up my spine as I felt like a threat was near. My heart's pace picked up and my lip curled over my fangs in a smile. I am surprised at the calm feeling I felt. It was like the calm before a storm. This is what I need, a good fight would feel good. A strong odor slid its way under my snout, and I heard

My dress glides down my body, pooling around my feet on the floor. The feel of a feather runs across my skin alongside the feel of the leather gloves gliding across my body. As I feel myself relax, everything and everyone slips away from my mind. “Guests are here.” Jackson’s voice is quiet in my ear. I want to see. I am not sure why, but I want to see him. Maybe it is best I don’t though. The sting of the whip hits my ass, making me jump. One of them grasps my breasts tight. I feel ice running down them, the whip hitting harder again.

He said as he tightened his forearm around my neck which made me grit my teeth. I felt my stamina rise as I elbowed him on his chest, which made him stagger back and his hand freed around my neck. I quickly ran to him and kicked him straight in the face. "Quick reaction." Raven smirked as he wiped the blood on his lips with his thumb. He stabilized his balance and sprinted towards me as he kicked me next, but I blocked his kick with my feet as I grabbed his forearms and pulled it as I twisted it. My forearms were around his neck now which made me smirk cockily.

“I said nothing I poured all my hate for him for taking my precious child into my attack. With a fierce battle cry, Victor launched himself at me, his claws flashing in the sunlight like deadly daggers. I dodged and weaved, avoiding his attacks by mere inches. But Victor was relentless, driven by a hunger for power and a thirst for revenge. He unleashed a maelstrom of attacks, each one more ferocious than the last. I had my own ferocious attacks well planned and well driven, many hit their mark as he howled in pain, He knew to avoid my fangs.

Chapter 67 Unbreakable Quinton's POV The twisted wolves were relentless, their snarls and howls filling the air as they circled us like predators closing in for the kill. The tension was unbearable, the stench of their decay wafting around us, making it hard to breathe. Every inch of me screamed with the urge to protect Fiona, to tear apart any threat that dared to approach her. But no matter how many we brought down, more emerged from the shadows. They were feral, rabid, driven by something beyond hunger. It was as if their very existence was bound to something darker—something far worse than we had anticipated.