Nasty Brutish And Short Novels & Stories

The king's reputation precedes him, for he is known to be a merciless ruler who spares not even those of high birth. The fallen vampire received a brutal blow to the face as the king mercilessly stomped on him. With each powerful thump, the creature's body began to resemble a freshly baked loaf of bread, while its once-rounded head now appeared strikingly flattened. As the deed was done, the king remained steadfast, his gaze unflinching. The task was easily achieved.

She shot me a glare. I had a feeling I wasn't really going to like Aimee after all. While we were still in the conversation, the door came open and a group of girls walked in, they didn't seem like Freshers at all. "I couldn't believe Scarlett would do that oh my goodness!" The short one between the other two girls lamented as they all made their way to Beth's bed. "Brittany, I already told you what a snake she was." A tall and skinny brunette retorted as three of them sat on the bed after taking their high boots off.

He asked desperately, unable to facade his gentlemanly manners. He didn't expect her to run away without saying anything. He was born with a silver spoon and never get No as the answer. Furthermore, he was never good at understanding emotions. Without knowing what going on inside Arina, He told her his real intention for her. Anger crawled in Arina's heart, listening to him. He wanted to fuck her, that's why he wanted to marry her. Without thinking twice, she slapped him. "You want me to just fuck me, How can you think about that, I am not some girl who can sleep with you just because you are the king of Kenner” She yelled tear rolling down her eyes?

- and I'd do it a second time. You aren't bad until you've ever frozen someone's underwear as payback. -every single one of them. You aren't bad until you've ever replaced someone's possessions with something else. - I replaced his books with bricks. You aren't bad until you can threaten your enemy and get away with it. - sassiness runs through my veins. You aren't bad until you've won a fight. - poor poor Luka. You aren't bad unless you've insulted someone repeatedly and are still breathing. - Insulting Blade is my favourite pastime.

Maren dragged her nails over the heavy diamond band in a blind panic, trying to force the metal off her skin. She glared up at the towering man blocking her exit and labeled him a tyrant to his face without a shred of hesitation. The stone felt like a cold shackle meant to lock her inside his gilded cage forever.

Sylvia reprimanded as she entered the room with a disappointed crease of her brow. "I know, I know but some of them are too weak and innocent like docile rabbits, while some are whores who will throw their legs open for me without a second thought, some are just plain stupid and most of them are entitled brats. I'm not interested in any of them, they're too boring and annoying." Aurelius complained slumping his back on his throne and resting his chin on his balled fists.

The fear, the frustration, and the helplessness all boiled over, and I let my own cutting words escape my lips. "You think you're so clever, don't you?" I sneered. "You're nothing but a cold, heartless bastard, who likes playing with people's lives like they mean nothing. Finding me when I was at my lowest doesn't mean you have any claim over me. I'd sooner welcome a snake into my bed than let you near me. You and your sick games can rot in your own arrogance. Your inherited empire doesn't make you a king; it just makes you a spoiled, entitled brat who doesn't deserve a second of anyone's time," the room seemed to grow darker with each biting word, a reflection of the bitterness I felt.

"You shameless b*itch! You sl*t! You seduce men and destroy other people's relationships. Go to hell!" "You are so despicable and shameless! Do you think that if you dress like her and destroy others' relationships, you'd be happy? Women like you should be locked up in a pig's cage and be fried in hot oil! You f*cking b*tch!" "Are you blind? How could you have fallen for a sl*t like her? She's a b*tch who's an expert in acting! Didn't you like Scarlett? Look clearly, she's not Scarlett! She's a fake sl*t! Don't be swayed by her, she's a f*cking b*tch, she'll ruin your family! Women like her should just die!"

She is quite the prize indeed for these low level scum. “Why aren’t you bidding on her?” Brutus whisper yells from my left, bringing to my attention the fact that the bidding has already started and has quickly grown to a large amount. Brutus becomes more anxious the higher the bidding becomes, but is unwilling to bid himself and go against his King that has forbidden engaging in such things.

as if questioning his own character, if he's turn mentally demented for her. Intense vexation and self loath filled his mind as he turned blind in rage and stormed outside in anger, smashing the bottle of wine hard on the tile, not caring if she flinched by the loud smashing sound as anger coursed through his vein like burning lava and he turned into an enraged beast ready to unleash his anger on the his poor punching bag... Fuck this woman, let her suffer and die in affliction but never ever touch a cheap woman like her, she's not meant even to lie beneath you, however alluring she looks, she's a dirt that can't sit right with gold!!!