Feathers So Vicious Spicy Chapters List Novels & Stories

He was trying to persuade me again by using his useless trick. On top of that, he was acting like a real father. But I wasn't the same boy I was a year ago. This time I was different. This time I was filled with rage, filled with the hatred I have for him. But the thing that was about to happen next did nothing but increased my hate for him. I didn't expect him to be this shameless. Xx End of chapter-1 xX

I called softly, my tone coming out gentle like a soft purr of a kitten in the attempt to ease his ticking temper. "I SAID NO SAVANAH, WHAT DON'T YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND IN THE WORD NO" He blew up, his hands coming out in such a swift motion that I stood no chance in defying the movements of my body as he pushed me harshly into the countertop behind me.

I run a nonprofit community kitchen that provides affordable meals for seniors. One of my neighbors, Margaret Ackles, comes to me in tears, complaining that her retirement income is barely enough to live on and that her son refuses to give her any money for living expenses. She says even putting food on the table has become a struggle. Feeling sorry for her, I decide to help. Our regular meal—a 15-dollar plate with two entrees, a vegetable side, soup, and unlimited sides—is already barely breaking even, but I give her a nearly 50% discount and charge her only eight dollars. Instead of appreciating it, she shows up with four or five other older neighbors and corners me on my way home

Her short nails clawing his wrist like a vicious tigress. "She is a wild cat. Help me, fucker." The shorter one snarled near her ear. Tears cascading down as if someone had switch on the button of her misery. The fat one came down hastily and attempted to grab her lower limbs when she kicked his jaw and the man stumbled back few steps and land straight on his butt.

Warning: The few chapters contains sensitive content, including references to sexual assault, trauma, and emotional distress. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to such topics or find them triggering, please proceed with caution or consider skipping this chapter. It seemed Alpha Dante had been helping Vespara with her preparations because he did not return all night. Vespara had already left along with many of the soldiers she came with. The house felt too quiet for its own good. I suddenly miss Dante and Vespara. Although Dante was avoiding me because he thinks I will pounce on him, which I planned to, but is on hold for now, I still miss him.

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Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Vivian was now pinned on the hard floor,she had yelled and screamed for him to stop but he kept on diving in and out of her with his huge dick like his life depended on it She could only whip has she felt unbareable pain,he was tiring her apart,he had already cummed in her for almost ten times but was still fucking like that when he was starting "Varga,,,,,p,,, pl,,,,please,you are killing me"she cried,his grip on her hair tightened his other hand on her neck choking her,she suddenly felt dizzy but before she knew it,she passed out..

Tribal sounds mixed with heavy breathing, whispers in languages she didn't understand. Then, the touch. A feather. Soft. It glided along her back, over the curve of her hips, down her thigh. Zoey sighed, her body arching involuntarily. It was unbearable how much it aroused her—more than any direct contact ever had. Victor alternated textures. After the feather came something cold—perhaps metal, a light chain, which he trailed over her skin with care, drawing circles around her nipples, between her shoulders, along the sides of her belly.

She didn't know why she cared so much, but Valia’s pain gripped her like a hand around the lungs. She flipped another page. And Another. She could not stop. By the tenth chapter, the world around Fru had begun to shift. "What in gods' name of craziness is going on..." Fru whispered, as she struggled to stand straight. Her eyes darting around her. The sound of crickets dulled into silence. "Whoa, whoa, whoa" Fru's mouth rounded in disbelief as the ink in the book rippled beneath her gaze, words liquefying into an emerald glow.

I Leaped. I wasn't a woman jumping; I was a Tidal Wave of Fur and Fire. I hit the first line of Feral-Sins with the force of a falling star. My jaws clamped onto the throat of a massive grey beast, the taste of its sour, tainted blood exploding in my mouth. I didn't just kill it; I Eviscerated the very concept of its threat.