Sadistic Grin Novels & Stories

I skid past, and he throws me a glare across the desk which turns into a snarl and then a sadistic smile, revealing a squint of yellowed teeth. ‘’So you like games huh? Fiery little witch who wants to be caught. I like chasing … I like hurting, and we have a couple minutes to kill.’’ A sadistic scowl on that ugly face and I limber up with a fury inside, burning so violently with heat that it could compete with the sun. I am not about to take this lying down and even if he fucks me up, Alexi will come, and this guy will be screwed.

Smirking, I place my claw against the man’s cheek and fix my gaze on him. He appears perplexed at first, but as I begin to slice into his skin, he completely understands my intentions. "You sick bastard." He growls once I’m done slicing off the first strip of skin. "Sadist." "Maybe." I chuckle, beginning to carve out another piece. "But you were the one that thought you could get away with stealing right underneath my nose." The scent of blood begins to fill the air, accompanied by the sounds of the man's agonized cries. They’re like a sweet nectar and leave me wanting more.

A predatory, possessive gleam. “Blackstone?” he rasped, his voice suddenly thick with avarice. He took a staggering step forward, his eyes raking over Damien’s obviously expensive suit, the watch gleaming on his wrist. “Rich, huh? That little b**ch landed soft, did she?” A grotesque, yellow-toothed grin split his face. “Well, well… that changes things, doesn't it? Maybe she is worth somethin’ after all. Maybe her real Daddy deserves a little… compensation. For my loss. For my pain.”

Well, I am definitely sadistic about my enemies, I love to hear their screams of terror and see the fear in their eyes. "Um... Um... I'm going to love this." I whispered, wondering what techniques I would learn to use, my smile opened sadistically and I cracked my neck, loving that feeling. "I'm definitely going to enjoy that." I heard my laughter echo low and then looked at the people staring at me.

Focused. A slow, chilling grin spread across his face. “Come on, boys,” he said, eyes gleaming with something dark and hungry. “I smell a prince.”

My heart pounded more furiously now. “You don’t have a choice. Don’t scream and I swear, you’ll enjoy it.” Grayson grabbed me forcefully by the arm and I couldn’t help the piercing scream I gave out before he enclosed my mouth with his large palm. I kicked and fought and struggled to get out of his grip but the more I tried to, the more it seemed to fuel his sadistic desire.

Grace loved oral s*x, from her teenager as she feared getting impregnated, until now, that she had matured into a talented sl*t. She liked to feel his metallic–taste juices in her mouth, especially when she s*ck*d him to climax, and allowed him to ejaculate inside around her warm tongue. As her vulnerability accelerated, Adrian did what he couldn't avoid while his d*ck pierced through her salivating mouth–tangling his firm fingers through her curled hair, and reminding her that he was still in power.

I can not control the fear that I give off , he sounds like a psychopath – no he sounds like sadist! “Tell your daddy….I will have you in this life…” he says to me before get up. He gives me on last grin – I can not help but notice his hard member that is outlined in his pants. I feel the dessert rise from the pit of my stomach , and in one swift movement – I am hanging on the railing of the pier vomiting all of my stomachs content.

"You're a sadistic bastard. You'll never own me." The realization hit me like a punch to the gut, my eyes widening in horror. Every muscle in my body tensed as I took in his expression, the cruel amusement in his eyes, the way his smile twisted just a fraction more sinister. But what scared me the most was the unhinged glint in his eyes, a madness that promised nothing but torment and despair. It was a look that spoke of a man who revelled in pain, who found pleasure in the destruction of others.

Zane had a sickening grin in his face as he met my eyes, his own darker pair shining with unconcealed amusement. “With pleasure.”