Nancy Vicious Novels & Stories

In the Giovanni mansion, Nancy starts torturing the maid to learn about the location of Selene. Despite being old, Nancy once again showed the entire Giovanni mansion about why Walter used to respect her so much. She is not just a cook in the mansion, but over time she learned to survive and thrive in the crime syndicate. She became a pro in torture. She will never kill her victims, but slowly take them to the brink of death only to bring them back. No matter what, she would always pull the information out of them, no matter how stubborn their enemy proved to be.

She asked, her teary eyes locked on Nancy’s. “No, I didn't.” Nancy said firmly, her pulse racing. “Since the day I stepped foot in your house, you’ve treated me like a sister, and not like a maid. Although, I’ve been telling Mr. Victor Mason that I’m using it, but I swear I haven't.” Nancy said. “Ok,” Isabella simply said as her emotions had weighed heavily on her words. “Ma’am, I want you to play along, please.” Nancy pleaded, her voice filled with fear. “If Master Victor finds out I haven't been using the substance, I’m afraid he’ll kill me,” she said, her eyes welling up with tears.

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.

She was used, abused and tortured by her captives until she lost her soul to darkness. Phoenix wasn't the type to feel remorseful after a deadly action. For the past three to four years, she had been a ruthless assassin with no soul. She was so ruthless that after completing a heinous assignment, she could sit down to a comfortable meal in a room filled with corpses. She felt no emotions, no pity, and no regrets. Her mind was viciously evil.

"Not anymore. You've lost your hold. You have tried to come between us, and we are done taking orders from you over our life. "Just wait!" Nancy yelled, spinning on her heel to cast a desperate last look over her shoulder. "I'll be back!" She slams the door shut. The victim turns to Nolan, “I really can't believe she has been doing this to you, why would you let such a little brat do that to you? I really can't believe she could manipulate you just like that” Nolan let out the breath he didn't know he'd been holding. "Neither can I. I should have done this ages ago."

And the most cataclysmic thing was, I was not afraid of having witness Madeline's murder. Yes it left an impact on me, I still shivered whenever her dead lifeless eyes drifted in my vision but.. I was more scared of Marienne. As soon as the the police enquiry session had come to an end, I ran straight to my flat, brought out my laptop and tried to find as much as information I could manage about them. And what I found about them wasn't shocking but still, it chilled me to the core. Marienne Carlisle Victor. A French-American businessman, who is best known for his ruthless statistics and strategies in the corporate world. Devilishly handsome looking but taken from at the age of 19. Well known

She was that kind of psychopath. "Serine," Kelly chirped. "Are you ready for yourself to be exposed?" I shook my head in disbelief. With do many threats and warnings, she still thought this would work on me? I was thinking she was just bluffing until she pulled put out a black decorated thing. My notebook.

he said and left without a backward glance, leaving his girlfriend in shock. The other ladies gathered around their friend who had just been dumped right before their eyes. They had to lead her back to the parking lot cause she didn't have the strength to walk. Shanice wanted to be the perfect victim. She excused herself to go to the washroom, where, removing her makeup case, she highlighted the print mark on her face to be visible. She then used wet wipes to remove lipstick, making her face even paler. She vigorously rubbed her eyes till they turned bloodshot. Slapping her cheeks a few more times, she admired her handy work in the mirror then marched to Frost's office.

My vision was a bit pitiful, but the scents that came off of them gave me a better idea of who exactly had decided to jump me. Tyler was the first scent that hit me, which instantly made me growl. I smelled a mixture of jaguar and lion after that. More jaguar than lion. They began to close in on me, causing me to jump back. I kept blinking 'til my vision was clearer, though it was doing nothing for the headache that was starting to grow. I examined the clear figures in front of me and noticed that not a single one was unarmed. Bats, pipes, and crowbars were gripped tightly as I stood and got into a fighting position. I ignored the three lions, one of which being Nico's Beta, and the one unkn

I have heard of evil wolves, but I never thought I could come across them. When I was in the Blood Moon Pack, Catherine used to be a thorn in my flesh. She was indeed a terror in my life. She humiliated me severally and made life miserable for me. I ran away from the pack, thinking I had also gotten away from Catherine and her kind; unfortunately, someone more evil than Catherine appeared in my life. I mean, how could a woman want to kill a man who has done nothing but show her love? She cheated on him and is working with an enemy to destroy his kingdom. Nancy is despicable. I wonder who this boss is and what exactly he wants from Avalor.