Lovely But Lethal Novels & Stories

"You look absolutely radiant tonight." A shiver danced down my spine, not from the air-conditioned chill of the lobby, but from the predatory glint in Liam Thompson's piercing blue eyes. Towering over me by a good six inches, he exuded an aura of Hollywood charm honed to a sharp edge. His chiseled jawline, usually softened by a playful smirk, was set firm tonight, a hint of annoyance flickering beneath the surface. His perfectly tousled blonde hair, the color of sun-bleached wheat, framed a face that could have been sculpted by Michelangelo – a face that had launched a thousand magazine covers and countless teenage heartbreaks. But for all his undeniable attractiveness, there was a coldness

He is like a carnivorous plant, luring you in with all its charm, and beauty and then snapping you when you least expect it. Something my little Stormy is about to experience is if she is fucking us up, or is here to trick us into anything. We did get our reputation by following every set of legs that strolled on showing us a spunk that we all craved and desired for a change. It was through the crush, the hard, stoic ways we lead by. Our enemies need to know that not even by them dangling a sweet Cherie, a dark rose, a fire, and a storm we all crave in our lives will change our ways. We are lethal and calculated, never missing anything.

Now that's what I'm talking about Ashley said… Ashley come on, I can't hold the elevator much longer, Kelly remarked. Oh so very sorry, couldn't settle on the exact colour of lipstick that will make me alluring, slutty you mean? Kelly stated. Whatever! What I know is that we are both meeting the guys of our dreams tonight. If you say so Ashley if you say so!

You don't deserve to be one! Lucas' accusations stabbed me right in the heart like a sharp knife. It was right then that the werewolf poison thoroughly infested my heart. I dry-heaved and spat out another mouthful of blood. Werewolves like us usually had self-healing powers, and we could recover from pain and illnesses fairly well on our own. However, I was an Omega, which meant that I was a lot weaker than the others in the pack. Also, I had been poisoned. Death was the only option available.

It made torture become ecstacy and pain a tool for excitement. " Let him in," Apollo said, sipping from his cup. His lips flattened at the sight of his visitor. It was him. Henry the wife of the last witch-of-a-confessor's-touch, a druid whose tone spoke of war and chaos. He sang mischief like a lullaby. " What brings you to Humulin, druid? " Apollo asks, staring deeply into Henry's green eyes, not blinking. He tried his possible best to read his countenance, but he couldn't.

Recommended song: “Goodbye, My lover by James Blunt** Relatable quote- “I am ready to kiss death if it’s gifted by you.” Calista kept on starting at Leevon; the man she loved dearly, the man she went against her father for, the man she yearned to marry, the man who just bedded her, the man for whom she gave away every fear and became vulnerable, the man who just promised to love her for eternity, but was now standing ahead of her, with a sharp dagger kissing the walls of her heart, smeared with royal blood; the latter was oozing out and staining her jewels studded gown slowly.

“A bооk boyfriend hаѕ gоt to be very hоt, have a ripped bоdу аnd a face thаt wоuld take уоur brеаth away.” I wаtсhеd thе fluѕh rіѕе slowly іn hіѕ cheeks bеfоrе continuing. “Hе саn соmе іn аll different vаrіеtіеѕ, ѕwееt, соwbоу, аlрhа, biker, fighter аnd well, thе gеnеrаl bаd bоу.” “Sо which оnе appeals tо you?”

A continued explaining. Ylisha felt unemotional, numb, and hazardous. "He's part of the team?" She thought. "So, we are going to kill each other, then. Very intriguing," she cracked up, and the crowd's eyes are on her. "No wonder why he knows how to use a sword, haha," The room is filled with her laughter in a creepy way, which made everybody shivered. But she can't hide the fact that her inside, is about to crash.

Jade questioned in confusion. " Yeah. First things first, I won't be able to sleep for as long as I wish, I won't be able to binge watch N*****x, stuffing myself with pizza all day long and...the worst part, I won't be able to play video games anymore" Raven listed out before letting out a loud cry. " You are literally the worst human being I've ever come across in my whole life" Jade mumbled in shock. " Yeah, sure it's a privilege" Raven hissed with an eye roll.

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.