Feathers So Vicious Spicy Chapters List Novels & Stories

The dimly lit bar was a sanctuary for the weary and the wicked alike. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the low hum of conversation, punctuated by the occasional clink of glasses. Chase Almonte leaned against the polished mahogany counter, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. He had always been a man of ambition, but lately, that ambition had twisted into something darker, fueled by a burning hatred for his niece, Desire.

The door get opens with a thud and Rick was standing there. His eyes are glaring at me angrily. He walks toward me, taking predatory steps. I try to move away but he holds my ankle to stop me. He has bound my hand, but my legs are open. So I kick my legs with all my strength. I don’t want him to touch me. It makes my skin crawl out of disgust. “If you don’t want me to hurt your pup stay still.” He roars angrily and I stop moving. He moves back, and his eyes are roaming all over my body.

She held the slick silicone up between us so I could see how wet it was, then set it on the chair without wiping it off. “Turn around.” I turned. My palms flattened against the pillar. Vespera stepped in close behind me, the heat of her body a solid line against my back. She reached around, found the still-sensitive flesh between my legs, and slid two fingers through the mess she’d made. I jerked. “Sensitive?” “Yes.” “Good.”

The kind you only feel for someone you actually love. I understood, in that moment, looking at her, that whatever Renata Cassano was guilty of, whatever she’d built and buried and protected with a phone call twenty minutes ago, she had not been lying about one thing. She loved him. Whatever this was, it wasn’t villainy performed for its own sake. It was fear, curdled into something monstrous by nineteen years of practice, and she had just watched the one person she’d spent her whole life protecting nearly die because of the exact silence she’d kept.

he whispered in her ear. She closed her eyes with fear. Then he tasted her lips, making gentle moves. But it was not for long, suddenly the kiss became harsh and passionate. And he explored each corner of her mouth, biting her lips along. She didn't resisted and let him do whatever he wants but neither responded. He couldn't get enough of it and put his left hand on her breasts and knead them with force. She didn't realize when his hand sneaked behind her back and unclasped her bra. He took of her bra harshly and threw it beside the bed. Then his lips travelled down her neck, marking there. He was not getting enough, giving her hickeys all way along he travelled down and on her blossoms. He

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Kevin cursed. Emma rose to her feet immediately hearing his low growl and gasped once she saw red droplets dripping down his finger. "Oh, God!" Wiping her hands with a wet towel, she walked toward him. "Let me see!" She held his finger gently and pulled the tiny thorn out, dabbing the wound afterward." These roses have the sharpest thorns," said Emma, flickers of concern shadowing her features which he found rather amusing. He seemed pleased despite the pain.

Chapter 41: A primal snarl tore from her throat, her eyes shifting into a fierce crimson glow. The atmosphere dropped, the air thick with a suffocating coldness. She lunged forward with an astonishing speed, a blur of brown. Her sharp dark nails struck, aiming for my chest, but I sidestepped. The crowd cheered, a mix of anticipation and excitement. With a loud roar, she successfully dug her claws into my shoulders, drawing blood, a stark contrast to my white fur. I groaned, slamming my body against hers, making her lose balance. We rolled across the ground, biting and clawing at each other.

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️) Chapter eleven (11) Authoress pov 🤍 Jasper already pass out and his friends already rush to him and sprinkling water on him, while Natasha was shouting, going up and down.

Regret & Dangerous Cravings Sebastian’s POV As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt a rush of emotion flood through me. An annoying rush that left an unpleasant feeling in my chest. I stared at the ceiling for several seconds before slowly turning my head. Camilla was still asleep beside me… or at least she appeared to be asleep. One look at her naked frame lying there beside me, and everything from yesterday came rushing back. First, the confrontation with Ariana… then my argument with my mother afterwards. The unsettling tension eventually led me into Camilla’s seductive arms. Something I no longer craved for.