Nancy Vicious Novels & Stories

After I was brought back from the kidnapping, my mafia boss husband, Jonathan Caruso, arranges for me to live in a new villa. "You've suffered so much over the years, Nat…" Jonathan caresses the scar on my face, sympathy and pain evident on his face. As I listen to his words, I just smirk in return. Sure, he's been keeping up a loving and devoted facade. Unfortunately for him, I've always known that he doesn't want me to survive at all. After all, he's the one who has delivered me into the dark and damp water prison three years ago as a wedding gift for Governor Frederick Romano in order to marry his daughter, Kelsey Romano.

On my birthday, Heather Pond’s lover posted a sonogram on his social media account and captioned it, [We’re going to be parents!] I commented, [Congratulations. You can have the baby cot from my place.] The next second, Heather called me to give me a warning. “Brandon Smith is dying. I’ll come back to you once I give birth to his child. Please don’t trigger him any further!” I remained calm and collected when I served her the divorce papers. Then, I packed my bags and went on a vacation in Europe.

When my mother-in-law has a heart attack, my husband, who's a heart surgeon, is busy preparing food for his first love's cat. I call him and urge him to return to save my mother-in-law. He says icily, "What is wrong with you, Esther? How dare you curse my mother just to make me head home!" After that, he hangs up. My mother-in-law dies in surgery, yet he's busy watching a concert with his first love. When he returns the following day to see me holding an urn, he's so angry that he throws the bag he's holding at me. "Look at how Lexie was considerate enough to buy clothes for my mother. All you know how to do is get Mom to pull these dumb acts with you!" I sneer. His mother is already dead—what use are those clothes?

**Warning: This book contains mature sex scenes, "I hate you," she whispered — breathless, furious, aching. "I hate you more," he growled back. And then he made her forget every man who came before him. Rhaena thought she knew what was missing from her life — until her boyfriend called her boring in bed. Two years together. Not a single orgasm. Done with shame, done with faking, she makes a decision that will unravel everything: one night, one stranger, an elite escort and a dark sex club where no one knows her name. The masked man who finds her there doesn't just give her pleasure. He ruins her — for every other man, for every careful, curated version of herself she's ever performed. But when she leaves, a message arrives: a refund. A record that says she was never there. And before she can make sense of it, her mother drops another bomb — she's engaged. There's a dinner. A mansion. A future stepbrother named Alessio, who looks at Rhaena like she's a problem he wants to destroy. Cold. Hostile. Magnetic in a way that makes her teeth ache. When she overhears him cutting her apart with words, she doesn't run. She fights back. And something ignites between them — sharp as a blade, hot as a wound — something neither of them is willing to name. Because the line between hatred and desire isn't just thin. It's already been crossed. What happens when Rhaena realizes the masked man who woke her body, who owned her in the dark — is her future stepbrother? What happens when Alessio discovers that the woman he can't stand is Cherry — the one he can't stop thinking about? Some secrets don't stay buried. And some hatreds are just love that hasn't lost control.

After four years of marriage, I decide to get a divorce. Why? Because my wife doesn't love me. She loves her childhood sweetheart. I disappear after leaving behind a divorce agreement—I give her my blessings in her search for true love. But after I'm gone, she searches the world for me like she's lost her mind.

Aria has never known love—not from her cold family, nor from the pack that shuns her. When the Moon Goddess reveals her mate to be the Alpha’s son, Aria’s heart swells with hope. But her joy is short-lived when he cruelly rejects her in front of everyone, shattering her fragile dreams. That same night, chaos descends upon the pack as Alpha Ronan, the ruthless Rogue King launches a brutal attack. In the midst of the bloodshed, he claims Aria as his mate, marking her and dragging her away to his pack. Torn between fear and an unshakable bond, Aria is thrust into a world of danger and secrets. As she glimpses the man beneath the Alpha Ronan’s icy exterior, she begins to wonder: can she melt his heart of stone, or will falling for him lead to her ultimate ruin? In a tale of betrayal, passion, and redemption, Aria must decide if love is worth risking everything—even her soul.

***Warning: Mature Audience Only*** "Mmm, so responsive," he purred, moving his hand to the front of my panties. He swiped a finger over the damp fabric, finding just how wet I was. "Fuck, you're dripping. I'm going to make you feel so good," he promised darkly, voice heavy with desire. His fingers dipped beneath the hem of my thong, stroking through my slick folds. "So fucking good." I moaned wantonly, back arching as he touched me so intimately. It felt incredible, his strong fingers teasing my most sensitive places. He circled my clit and I nearly cried out, the pleasure almost too intense. "Oh god, please," I begged shamelessly, too far gone to care how desperate I sounded. He chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Patience, bunny. We're just getting started." Some desires can’t be tamed. Some fantasies demand to be felt. Dive into Midnight Desires: A Collection of Erotic Tales, where passion burns hot, and pleasure knows no rules. From stolen glances that turn into forbidden office affairs, to strangers whose touches feel dangerously familiar, each story is a journey into raw, unfiltered want. Whether it’s a dominant billionaire, a mysterious stranger, or a slow burn between enemies turned lovers, these short stories are made to be devoured—and leave you breathless. Indulge your cravings. You deserve it.

Because I made Sam Whitaker's "perfect girl" take a cold shower, he threw me inside a freezer and locked the door. "Nancy caught a cold, so now I'm going to make you suffer with her!" I desperately clawed at the freezer door, screaming for help, but all I could see was Nancy Bullocks' lips moving. "Sam cares too much about me, so there's nothing I can do to plead on your behalf. I'm afraid you'll just have to endure this one." She set the temperature to the lowest possible setting, and the last sliver of my vision faded as the dust cover slipped into place. When Sam returned from his honeymoon, he finally showed some mercy and said he would let me out. "I'll let it slide this time, but let's see if you dare target Nancy again." 'I won't dare to target her again because I have already become a massive block of ice. One touch and I will shatter into a thousand pieces,' I said to myself.

Born into the ruthless Ironclaw Dominion, Eyrix was the only Omega in a dynasty of brutal Alpha heirs—beaten, humiliated, and branded defective. Eyrix fled the Ironclaw Dominion pack, never knowing his blood carried the power to make Alphas kneel. His escape leads him straight into the territory of the outlaw Blackfang Riders, where he is captured by their merciless Alpha leader, Ryder Blackfang, a wolf who despises Omegas. Ryder wants a pet. What he gets is a living weapon. When Ironclaw assassins invade Blackfang pack, Eyrix’s hidden Veilblood power awakens—an ancient Omega force that strips Alphas of their dominance and turns their wolves into trembling servants. His scent becomes addictive, his blood burns Alpha skin, and suddenly every pack wants him. Ryder’s desire twists into a dangerous obsession: Eyrix is no longer just his captive—he is his fate. But Ryder is not the only Alpha drawn to Eyrix. Lucien Silverhowl, the cold and calculating leader of the secretive Silverhowl Covenant, known for hunting and controlling the Veilblood Omegas. Lucien knows the truth of the Eyrix Veilblood line. Alpha Ryder wants to cage Eyrix for love. Alpha Lucien wants to use him to overthrow the Alpha order itself. Caught between two rival Alpha kings, Eyrix must decide who to trust—before his family returns to claim the Omega they bred to end them all. Hunted by his brutal family, torn between two deadly Alphas, and haunted by a bloodline meant to end Alpha rule forever, Eyrix must decide: will he be owned, will he be used… or will he rise and make every Alpha bow?

My husband, Jacob Morris, wrongly believed that I had pushed the woman he loved down the stairs. So, he locked me in the basement to make me reflect on my actions. He hired people to punish me, trying to break my spirit. I suffered inhumane torture. My tendons were cut, and my face was disfigured. Four years later, he finally remembered me and let me out. But by then, I was too broken to love him anymore.