Pretty Little Liars: Original Sin Imogen Novels & Stories

She was nowhere the girl everyone watched to grow in grace and sophistication. A wide smile grew on his lips as he looked at her with great intensity in his eyes of intrigue and amusement. "Look at you, Little Raven, you are no different from me." An amused chuckle escaped from the Prince Regent as he taunts the Crown Princess strangling her. Morrigan gritted her teeth, her eyes murderous, failing to recognize anyone. Everything around here does not matter at this moment, everything around her is dark and all she can see is the face of the devil in front of her. "You are willing to kill anyone who gets in your way. Morrigan, you are turning into a monster, you are insane!" Morrigan relentles

"Oh. Threats. I like it when you bite like that. It turns me on. You look the total opposite of the lamb I know. Or is it even a facade so that your brothers will know you are indeed a lioness?" "I'm a she-wolf." Alpha Redd chuckled. “I know. And I love you for it—my beautiful Tasha. You’re a feisty little one. I am also willing to be bitten, Tasha. I thought you were a submissive daughter of an alpha who only knew how to say yes. You were not like this when you faced the children.” Disgusted, I stood. Being with him in one place was suffocating. "Pervert. Asshole. Daddy never knows what kind of person you are. Remember this, Alpha Redd. I would never sink my fangs into your dirty skin. You

Like any other goblin, he slowly stalked to his family and grinned at the 'scared' Wendell. Wendell's hands formed a fist, hoping to close the tap of sweat in his hands. Whispers that momentarily surrounded him, helped in reminding him of his goal and ensured that he kept his head high. It was unfortunate for Imogen. She was a dweller of darkness, who often seduced sleeping men, in order to feed on their flesh and blood. Ever since Hecate died, she had no one to SERVE and what Kieran's minion stole was the only thing that connected her to Hecate.

“What are you scared of, Kovan?” I inquired and stepped closer to him. We have been awake for hours and he wouldn’t even touch me or look me in the eye. The healers are expected to show up any minute from now yet I still haven’t opened up to my mate. I still haven’t freed my mind of the guilt I carried after realizing that I could have killed him for a crime he didn’t commit. He didn’t have a single sin against me. If anything, I was his Sin. I was the Lycan King’s Sin. A hot sin he picked up from a pub and got addicted to.