Novel & Cerita Nancy Vicious

The woman pitied her and she pitied her back because more than Hooriya, Delilah needed to be sympathized with for loving a psychotic man like Nathaniel. Blood oozed from her lips as she opened it to answer Delilah, “Such a killer you've married to, Delilah!” Unexpected. “And now the killer of your father is killing me for being honest to you—” Before she could continue, Nathaniel slit her throat in one move. The silence that surrounded the place was only disturbed by the thud of Anastasia's body falling to the floor. “Bitch!” he muttered, raising his eyes to look at Delilah who was shocked.

Noah looked at the people below and stepped up, “We’re going to let you enter the property but not the mansion, frankly you’re an annoying group and we don’t trust you and especially your lies. You can sleep in your vehicles or whatever the hell you feel comfortable sleeping, but you’re not sleeping in the mansion.” Nicole, who was exhausted from all the traveling they had to do since last night and was looking forward to a warm bed and possibly a hot meal, was immediately depressed. But she knew it wasn’t smart to piss these brats off after all the blonde one had absolutely no problem killing someone in cold blood, while he seems to care greatly for the laughing maniac with how pretty the g

How could she end up like this ? Even if she was going to become a meal for the vultures , she would have loved it if there were still meat and flesh in her body for them to feed on . She let out a scream as she almost peel off the skin on her thigh , digging her nails deep inside it . She screamed and screamed till her throat begin to hurt and till her vision begin to get blurry . But why did Nancy have to leave right after?? She could have at least helped her out , just like the way she did for her !! And Micheal has warned her ! Not to trust anyone! Why didn't she just listen??

Nancy finally caught up with her when the elevator door was about to close as she panted. “Good morning, Nane.” Nancy grinned at her the whole time while leaning at the elevator wall. Vale furrowed her eyebrows in confusion seeing her weird behaviour. “Stop grinning at me!” she crossed her arms across her chest as she shivered slightly. “Make me.“ Nancy daringly said. Vale had her back on the surveillance camera. She grabbed onto her bag's tightly and hit the CCTV with her bag. Before Nancy could react, Vale pulled out her gun, aiming straight towards Nancy's head.

Allister quickly took his mate in his arms and began to sooth her. “Nancy is a witch-wolf hybrid, and her aunt was or is the leader of their coven. She’s the one who made the potion for her.” Selene told them, she told them what she knew about Nancy and Frank, that the Gods and Goddesses were still looking for them and would continue to look for them. Blaze and Allister comforted their mates as best they could after finding out how their father really died.

Beside him stood a quiet looking red haired boy with sharp cheekbones and piercing green eyes and full red lips. The last of the group was perhaps the most intimidating of all—a broad-shouldered guy with messy, dark brown hair and a chiseled jawline, his lips set in a near-permanent scowl. Their collective energy was magnetic, dangerous even, and they all looked at us as if they were sizing us up— “Those young men are known as the Vicious Boys.” Vincent’s voice interrupted my train of thoughts and I did not miss the warning in his voice. “You’d do well to stay away from them. They’ve earned their reputation.”

Nancy said. Ludo thought otherwise but didn’t want to argue with Nancy. She was having a good time talking to her. At least she didn’t feel lonely. She knew a lot of things about Nancy she never knew. Nancy was a free spirited girl from the slums who didn’t tolerate nonsense but her weakness was that she fell for bad guys who either cheated on her or ended up verbally or physically abusing her. All in all, she was strong willed and never gave up on love or life.

I murmur and enter Alex's study with an evil smile on my face. I see my new slave 'Nancy'. She is hunched forward on the table, with her feet bound to the table legs and her hands secured behind her back. The ball gag is muffling her moans, and a vibrator inside of her is buzzing and tiring her out from the never-ending orgasms. "Hello, my new submissive." I stand beside her and greet her, petting her hair. She begs me to turn off the vibrator as she fixes her weary eyes on me.

Driving to the office, I entered the quiet space, feeling the weight of responsibility. "Nancy?" I called out, my steps halting as a chilling scent of blood hit me. Panic took hold as I discovered Nancy lying in a pool of blood, my heart racing with fear. Beside her was a note that read: "Lavina, meet me at Huston Cafe at midnight tonight. Ignore this warning, and others will suffer." Ethan's name is on it. Tears overwhelmed me as I saw Nancy was gone and lay limp on the floor.