Nasty Brutish And Short Novels & Stories

he hissed furiously, his voice low and dripping with venom, every word sharp with rage. “You absolute, brainless fool! I told you clearly, she is the one person we simply cannot afford to offend! I warned you she was powerful, that she had connections we couldn’t even dream of! But did you listen? No! And now look at her standing up there on that stage, admired and cheered by everyone, richer, more respected, and far more powerful than all of us put together! I was right all along, but you were too stupid to see it! And look at us now, standing here like common criminals, trapped between guards, waiting for the police to come and drag us away to jail! This is all your fault! Every single bit

Abanri half-shouted, half-moaned. "UH!! Admit it, matron bitch, you have never KNOWN a cock this magnificent stretching your tight fuck-hole. Admit it!" Okotwe thundered. "Your pussy CRAVES what I have to give it. You know this, though your prissy Imperium pride will never admit it. You are like the Imperium men we slew along the city walls. They thought themselves great warriors, but they were nothing more than decadent prigs filled with a sense of self-importance built upon oppression and lies. You are the same, 'noble' bitch; you are just a cunt, tits, and ass, but you think yourself a goddess with a right to rule over us. We will now show you EXACTLY what you are, bitch, and soon your da

“You know they’re practically identical, right? Emotionally. You probably just started a three-woman civil war and you’re the fucking prize. And may I add that they are all super insane.” Evan grinned proudly. “Damn right they are insane, if you see what they did with the tongue.” "Ew Evan just eww" I grimaced. "But you just called me the prize." Evan pouted like I had kicked his favorite puppy. “Not a compliment, jackass.” He stumbled forward a bit, still shirtless, still smug, looking like some Greek god who wandered off from Mount Olympus and into chaos. “You’re just mad you weren’t invited.” My eyes snapped to his. “Excuse me?!”

The floor seemed to tilt beneath my feet. A wave of nausea washed over me. I had to do something, anything. My eyes darted around the room, desperate for a weapon. My gaze fell on a fallen wine bottle, the ruby liquid shimmering on the polished floor. Without a second thought, I snatched it up, the cool glass biting into my palm. With a wild throw of my arm, I launched the bottle at Luca's head. It sailed through the air with surprising accuracy, the impact connecting with a satisfying crack.

“That’s a piece of cake, my dear. I’ll slap the woman until her teeth are gone and she goes deaf. As for the man, I’ll chop off the hand that touched you.” Marcus, the oversized bully, clapped his chubby hands, his earlier crocodile tears replaced by a gleeful smirk. “Daddy, don’t forget their triplets! They bullied me, called you a tyrant, and he—” he jabbed a finger at Nero, “—said you’re a failed parent with his cheap clothes!” Mr. Rashford’s smile was chilling as he ruffled his son’s hair. “An apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, my boy. A lion doesn’t birth a goat.”

"I hate the way you talk to them, they are human too, just because you are very rich does not give you the right to talk down on anyone, I won't stand there letting you talk down on them just because you were born with a golden spoon!" Not liking her tone, Alex grabbed her arm pulling her close to him, his eyes blazing with fury stared into hers, " Never you tell me what to say or how to behave towards my workers, I don't like it and when I don't like something I can be very nasty" his eyes moved down from already parted lips down to her trembling body and he became aroused. Backing her up against the wall his lips came down on hers fiercely, his hand moved under her shirt and he cupped her

If I hadn't heard the kind words that other people have said about me, I would have felt completely outclassed by them and their breathtaking beauty. I fixed my gaze on a different person who appeared to be a man. He did not appear to be disliking it, but rather he was annoyed and somewhat uninterested. "I am utterly disgusted that you descended to such low levels to mate with an abomination Prince Salvatore. You are a Royal of very high standards." I gave the woman a sneer. She ought to feel shameful for making such unkind remarks about other people. They were simply rulers in order to enforce the law, not to give in to their egocentric tendencies.

I take a deep breath, readying all my power and press enter. The door swings open and I dart out the door, it shuts immediately behind me with a loud thud. The man with the cold and calculated voice laughs, he’s short, unshaven, all muscle with intelligent eyes. “Fuck me, never though for you to be such a looker. Goddess such fun we could have with you.” He grins and a shiver crawls over my skin, but not out of fear.

Pissed Jim is scary. “God Jim you are so…..” and the treat was very much real. Before he can complete the sentence, a bulky punch collided with his cheek making his face jerk really hard. “Now you’ll understand.” Jim jerked his own hand up and down because it hit harder than he thought. “Bitch that hurts.” Jonathan slowly tapped his cheek as a pressure will hurt. “It should, so you learn your lesson.” Jim took the seat. “I’ll fucking kill you.” Jonathan stood up from chair but halted.

The third of the men said he looked the oldest amongst the four men. Lucian's fingers and palms squeezed into a tight fist and his face began to heat up with anger as he listened to the rubbish the men were spitting out from their mouths. “You can't blame the king for giving out his daughter to that beast because his daughter has always been useless and a total hoe. She is a proper slut and I am sure she enjoyed getting screwed day and night by that creature when she was captivating after all that's what she loves doing. That slut!" The fourth of the men said he looked the ugliest amongst the men with brown, dirty teeth and a long, big nose.