Impish Nature Novels & Stories

His rebellious long hair and his bristles made him looked ruggedly handsome and masculine. "Well..." he grinned at her with a mischievous shine in his eyes. "Seems like my hands are full now. I'm afraid you must help with the rest." He cocked his head, motioning to the donkey and the cart along with the scattered planks on the road. "Oh..." Ava's mouth gaped open at the sight of the terrible mess. When she glanced back at him again, his hazel eyes gleaming with laughter. "I'm just joking. How would you fix such a mess alone? I'm going to put you, sir, in your cart. And if you don't mind, miss, can you help with the donkey? That friendly creature seemed quite easy to handle."

His hand slips under her dress while the others keep chatting, laughing — like it’s nothing unusual. My legs, covered up to my knees, start to burn. Everything in me burns at the sight. I let out a shaky breath through my mouth. This indecency is irritating… isn’t it? — Why is everything with you nephilim always so…? — Lascivious? — He finishes for me, one brow arching. — Promiscuous? I give him an ironic smile. — I was going to say liberal, but sure, promiscuous fits.

He stood up and grinned at me. "Let's move on to the next type: The Natural," he said. "Typically, a natural is playful and childlike. You should have boyish or girlish charm and take people back to the golden age of carelessness—your childhood. You should be great at making a virtue out of weakness, and act as if you want to be protected at all times. People will naturally want to care for you." "I think I can do that," I interrupted, feeling a glimmer of excitement.

Wow, she must really like Caspian for her to act on her own accord. "Impudent. Aggressive. Arrogant. Callous. Vulgar. Self-centered. Zealous. Careless. Impolite. Poisonous. Inconsiderate. Hostile. Skeptical. Wow, you're that much of a person?" I enumerated. "A-Are you insulting me?!" She flared. "Insulting you? Oh my, don't make me the bad guy here. No honey, I'm not insulting you, I'm describing you." I grinned. Hehe.

“I thought you said it didn’t matter whether they returned. What was it you said? Oh, right. That didn’t make me any less of a magnificent wolf.” “I said that?” Ishmael threw his head back in laughter. “Oh, fuck you, Nate.” “You see that? That’s the hypocrisy I have to deal with every day.” Nathaniel snorted. “You forgot to add bossy and arrogant to that list.” “You haven’t tried to boss me around in a while.” Nathaniel grinned. “Good ol’ days. I miss them.” “I don’t. Lord knows I was a second away from gouging those eyes of yours out.”

Miss Rhino snapped at me with a respectful tone but a rude meaning behind it. "Listen! I'm not a demigod. I'm not going to grant wishes to please anyone. I disapproved with reasons, I didn't disapproved because I wanted to or I could have. I'm not investing. It's not going to happen and that's that," I said, blood coming to a boil slowly but surely. "Partners, do you hear this?" Miss Rhino asked them, as if they could go above me. Ha, this woman is crazy. We disregarded her and continued on with topics that were of much better interest to us.

He mutters As I look around, he reassures me that no one is about. “No matter what I say, I’m always in the wrong.” He laughs and takes a swig of his beer before offering me one. “She’s just….” I couldn’t even find the words to describe her. “She’s female. If you spent more than just one night with a woman, you would know that. Plus she’s a Wolf. We all know they have this impulsive side. It's like they can't help it.”

But maybe I carved that depravity and that was when I knew I was fu*ked up because I liked every bit of it. ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Thank you a thousand times. "Don't you think he looks pompous, all those kind of people who think women should fall at their feet." Onimisi motioned at Teniola who was engaged in a conversation with the Emir with his puckered lips and sneered. "Like that one." I glanced at him as I cut into the juicy lamb chop.

I said after I changed the channel, and we ended up watching a movie called Pirates. Alex popped open his beer. “You do know this movie is just like p**n…but with a better script right?” “Should I change it?” I asked, internally cursing myself. “Nah.” He said, and leaned back on the couch, manspreading. I opened the bag of chips, filling my mouth with it, trying to maintain a grip on myself as the movie was extremely erotic. “Great…just great.” I hissed in my head. “Better change this before you leave a wet pool on the couch and embarrass yourself in front of Alex.”