Fiesty Novels & Stories

However, I got same reply again, "Wifey, Don't make me angry "

As a result, they both glared angrily at the young lady, who had belittled a member of their family. “Hmph… Fire Lion Fist, Forest Burning Fist!”

She found her way down to her room like a souless body where she broke anything she could lay her hands on and scream to her satisfaction. "He never kiss! I ..... *Crash*..... have.....*crash* never seen him kissing anyone! Why her!? Why her?! Because she's busty? I can enhancement too! Why won't he look at me like that?!" Fyre was devastated but was also making up her mind, she quickly pack up a suitcase. "I can't leave them alone. I must make her leave " the evil glints in her eyes were getting deeper than usual. *****

Dante Moretti. Victor’s most ruthless rival. She had heard the name whispered in fearful voices around the estate, but now, seeing him up close, she understood why. He was nothing like Victor. Where Victor’s dominance was controlled and suffocating, Dante exuded something more sinister…. chaotic and cruel. He was tall and lean, his dark suit perfectly fitted, but his presence alone made the room feel smaller. His jet-black hair was slicked back, exposing a sharp jawline and piercing green eyes that held a sick kind of amusement.

he asked full on confused, his alluring crystal blue eyes fixed on me, his hair still a fading silver, looking very smart in his tailored suit, straightened to the last wrinkle, correctly sporting out his athletic build. I hated to admit it, but Chris was stupidly good looking, all the Ryder’s were. “On a bicycle,” Britney repeated, her hand on his chest but her eyes fixed on me, “meaning she feels like she’s the third wheel,” she chuckled her eyes trailing back to me. You could literally see her happiness radiate off him, the girl was smitten. Here comes the second barf of the day. Chris chuckled too with a slight nod, “ah, I get it,” he began, I noticed he had developed a sort of English a

I swallowed hard. "I don't love her, it's not true" I whispered rubbing my eyes. A few minutes later Freya stepped out of the shower and I turned around meeting her gaze. She was wearing a short flared skirt that hugged her hips sinfully paired off with a red body tube. Something about her wearing the color red always brought her eyes out and I found it very hard to resist her. I couldn't help but stare as she cleared her throat nervously. "Shall we?" I nodded quietly and we left using the back door because I didn't want any attention but unfortunately Aniko saw us.

Furious, even. Why?!

Daisy was so excited that she jumped on Sean, holding him tightly. "Haha." Sean laughed loudly. "Look at you, didn't you pretend to be very generous just now? Now you are so happy about Hazel's leaving, it turns out that Daisy is a stingy girl, huh?" "Yes!" Daisy pouted and said, "I'm stingy. Hazel seems to like you so much!" "You only know this?" Sean rubbed against the tip of Daisy's nose. "Don't you know that I like you so, so much?" "I know!" Daisy held Sean in her arms and shouted happily, "Haha... honey, I like you so, so much, too!"

“But one advantage we still have is that the move was made out of fear.” He frowned slightly. “Fear?” “Yes. They feel threatened already.” And the way I saw it, that was the interesting part. SinTech had barely established itself publicly in Los Angeles and the Frosts were already reacting emotionally to our presence. Which meant our arrival hit harder than expected. Good. Kylan watched me closely now, his expression slowly shifting from angry to curious. Because he knew that look on my face. The dangerous side of me. “What are you thinking?” he then asked.

Kate lunged first. Her weight hit me like a raging storm, sending me skidding across the meadow. Pain rattled through my ribs, but the fire within me surged hotter, pushing me back on my paws. I met her strike with my own, claws glowing blue-gold, the night trembling as they clashed. Sparks erupted. Her laughter was wild, fierce. “Yes! That’s it—stop holding back!” And I did. For once, I didn’t question. I didn’t flinch. I let the storm inside me rise.