Nessarose Wicked Book Novels & Stories

Long milky blonde hair with a pair of red-violet eyes that can drown you into a bottomless pit, reddish lips, and a milky white complexion. This is not me! Clearly not Nina Facelo! And like a flashback. My whole life before I came here, started flowing. From school, going to a nearby bookstore to buy the most awaited book that my friends recommended to me. And I, trying to be a hero and ended up dying in a dark alley on the second street. Illuminating Darkness! That's the title! That's the book that I want to read! I didn't sleep peacefully instead I died young! And to add salt to the wounds. I am now in the body of the most wicked Dame in the Kingdom! The suspected villainess of the famous

And I want him to share other parts of his life with me, too. For now, though, I'm content to just be here in his arms. "I win," he says, leaning down and brushing his lips across mine. "No," I murmur against his mouth. "I think I did." END OF BOOK ONE: HIS WICKED GAMES

Trigger Warnings For This Book: This is a dark werewolf romance containing Violence, abuse, rape, betrayal, trouble in paradise, drugs, murder, assault, bondage, and a Reverse harem involving scenarios of b×g, b×b raw sex scenes, and slavery. ********************************* "Oh, fuck, Beta,' she moaned. "Go harder, I've been waiting for this, I can't believe you are my mate." She seductively said, biting her lower lip, holding her two breasts, fingering them, and seemed lost, her eyes kept opening and closing in lust.

Okay now 😢😢😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭. This is the end. Don't forget to comment and vote for the final chapter!❎ -Rama There are a couple Werewolf books up on my Instagram profile. ✴To be the second ✴The Tales Of A Pregnant And Rejected Luna ✴The Bad Boy Is A Werewolf ✴His Hidden Child ✴Maid For the alpha Some Romance Fantasy ✴Winter's storm ✴ Within The Flames Of Anger And many other genres I think you'll enjoy. Check them out! And do bring forget to give me some feedback.

To my filthy girlies… this isn’t a love story. It’s a confession. Every story in this book is about women who were ‘good girls’ until they met a man who didn’t want good. He wanted wrecked. If you like it slow, go read a romance book. If you like it raw, if you like the sound of a spank echoing off a bathroom tile, if you like a man who looks at you like he wants to eat you alive… Then stay. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.

N/B: This is a different book. A standalone in the Wickedly universe. It's been months since Freya Adams died. Everyone thinks it's an accident, but Allison Adams knows better. Freya was her sister, and they were close. So, so close. When the Adams family tries to get Allison to marry Paul Debarcio in Freya's place, Allison is scared and tries to escape. Paul killed Freya, and he would kill her too, because she knows too much about his crimes.

╭──────────.★..─╮ Selena's POV ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ Rose didn't even look up from the book. "It's called 'In a Monster’s Bed.'"

*WARNING: This chapter contains imagery and description that may cause distress. ROSE A sense of justice overcame me. “But he’s a werewolf! Werewolves have super healing abilities right?” “Scars and wounds heal, Rose. Not missing limbs… or eyes.” He turned further away, his back facing mine, then he added, “One of the branches caught his eye during the fall and… you can imagine the rest.” “So he… lost an eye?” I couldn’t believe my ears. A chill streak shot up my spine. I jerked up a hand to cover my eye.

I shivered, when all three of my wolve soon to be kings growled. Selena said remarkable but what if she actually meant terrible? Were the Wolve Winners more wicked than even the wickedest wolve, and without even knowing it, could I be destined to become the most wicked who’d ever lived?

The wet sound of it filled the quiet room. “Fuck,” she whispered. He made a low sound in answer and fucked her harder. One of his hands found her breast again, squeezing, pinching the nipple between his fingers. The other stayed under her, holding her in place while he used her. She came a second time with his cock still moving inside her, the orgasm rolling through her in waves that made her dig her nails into his shoulders. He didn’t stop. He kept the same deep rhythm until she was shaking and oversensitive, then pulled out.