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.

Trigger warning: This chapter contains explicit scenes, readers discretion is advised ------ Alina Pov: The first time I opened my eyes, I saw a ceiling—dark wood, carved with symbols I didn’t recognize. I felt my body pressed against something soft, not the cold ground of the cave. Valerian’s face hovered over mine, his eyes with a look I couldn't decipher I couldn't move, my body was paralyzed, Cold, yet burning. The pain was suffocating, curling deep inside my chest until I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t want to, anyway. It felt like too much effort, what was happening to me?

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.

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.

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

Jackson’s fingers work faster and my screams get louder. Marcus? Has he really gone and got Marcus? The whip hits again. Screaming, I can’t even think about it right now. Moaning against Jackson’s touch, the whip hits again but I’m still stuck on the edge. “Finish, Kitten. Cum for Daddy.” Jackson’s growl gets louder as his fingers move faster and harder. The lead pulls hard as the whip hits my ass. Moaning, I am ready to give up. This isn’t happening. Jackson’s mouth begins to kiss my body. Slowly, his teeth bite down at the same time as his fingers push against my G-spot. The lead yanks back. As I go to scream, the whip hits hard across my ass, the pain unbelievable.

"A decapitated head is what you will see when I finally grasp each of you." Each of the men's eyes widened in disgust and vile, though they weren't surprised. These things are common for them to hear in such organizations. He's fucking sick. Disgusting. Sick in the head. Lazarus rose gradually off the floor, turning his injured neck. Kanji was about to attack him when an arm reached out and grasped his shoulder, revealing Asahi. The man then punched Kanji's face as he shoved him out of the way. "Isn't it the former member under Zacharias' old gang, tch." Kanji grunted as he provoked Asahi.

“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.

Chapter: 35 ******* VALE: I inhaled deeply, filling my senses with the sweet scent of moonflowers, each fragrant note wrapping around me like a comforting embrace. It reminded me of the beauty love could bring, a stark contrast to the fear threatening to consume me. I had already lost so much; the thought of losing Virgil again in this life was a weight I could not accept. If the price of my love was to risk my very essence, then so be it. I have done it once before, and I am willing to do it again, and again.