Sadistically Novels & Stories

“Voluntarily? Babe, that’s not groveling. That’s a pilgrimage. You just turned the battlefield legend into a sex slave.” I buried my face in my hands with a groan, but she wouldn’t let up. Sadie pulled back just enough to lock eyes with me, still giddy. “You know what’s left now, right?” I made the mistake of looking at her. “Ride him,” she said, full of wicked glee, “Ride him so bad until his dick falls off.” “Sadie!” I choked, scandalized beyond repair. “How could you say that?!”

He put the suitcase in the trunk. “I said to have fun. Not this.” Hailey said with wide eyes. Penelope didn’t know what to say she only shook her head lightly. “I like this guy.” She smiled at him and then suddenly changed her expressions and looked at Penelope. “If he does anything you just give me a call and I’ll come and whack his ass.” “I’m right here.” Damen put his hand on his sides. “I know, sweetie.” She gave him a toothy smile. Take care you two.” Hailey gave him her phone number. “Text me when you reach.” He nodded and drove towards his home. ***

Saxon's tone was tender, as if she were the most precious treasure in the world, yet his finger cruelly prodded into Jessica's wound, rotating it, causing blood to trickle down her temple. Despite her unconscious state, the pain wildly surged through her body, making Jessica's lips turn pale. With Saxon continuously applying pressure to her wound, tears streamed down her face, mixing with the blood, and falling onto the pillow. Saxon felt immense satisfaction, a kind of sadistic pleasure. The more pain the woman felt, the more joy he experienced. The sadistic factor in his body was madly dancing in those emerald green eyes. "Does it hurt? Hahaha..." a maniacal laughter escaped his lips, star

I wasn’t surprised to see satisfaction and pride radiating from him. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Dante winked, giving me a cheeky grin, and I want to claw at his eyes. “Have I told you you are a sadist?” I growled, turning my embarrassment into anger. “An egoistic, narcissistic sadist?” He didn’t seem the least bit offended by my words. Heck, he looked like he was basking in my insults. I swear he wasn’t just a sadist but a masochist too.

he flinched visibly as he understood how sinister and sadistic my smirk was. "my- I'm....." he tried to speak but I beat him to it, halting his words abruptly. "how about I make it happen again? and this time, I make y'all fuck yourselves while I watch? I'm sure you're gay as you barely ever fuck them hoes, hmm?" I uttered rigidly as my smirk grew more sadistic and devilish and I saw him stiffened in place as beads of sweat popped out of his head, face and hands.

I yelled out of frustration. "Don't fucking yell at me I could've left you there to die! I could've let him rape you and kill you. If I wanted to I could've waited till he killed you so that you could kill him and collect the money my damn self!" He yelled as his eyes darkened. Dylan's a very attractive man but when he gets angry like this it's incredibly scary. He almost looks like a different person, he gets so infuriated that he can't control his impulses. But at this point I had nothing to loose

“No Sade’s, I don’t plan on taking another mate, a mistress, girlfriend, or any one night stands. I am doing this so she can be happy, not so that I can inflict the same pain that I will receive.” “Ash, you can’t do that. You know what will happen! If Janus doesn’t go crazy, knowing someone else is touching his mate, you could end up dying from the pain if she...” “That is a risk I am willing to take Sadie. I need her to be happy. Thanks for your help, I know that I can always count on you!” “I do not condone this Ashton, but I will do as you have asked.” “Thanks, Sade’s, night” And with that she hung up. She never just hangs up, so she’s pissed!

***** ZIYAH It was positively disgusting what some people were willing to do to others. Like seriously, what the fuck was wrong with them? Wait. No need to answer that. Sick fucks would be sick fucks. Plain and simple. While I might not have a love for all demons, I only disliked the sadistic ones like I had dealt with while imprisoned with the Darkies.

Sienna suspired, folding her arms across her chest as she slumped back into the sofa. “I don’t think you realize, Sienna, that our friend, the one who had her heart broken years ago and has refused to even entertain the idea of dating anyone, has fucked a dangerous and, not to mention, incredibly fucking hot criminal. It’s exciting!” Disregarding the disgusting grimace plastered on Sienna’s face, Anja turned her full attention back to Zoe. “Come on, give me all the deets. How big was it?” “You’re actually disgusting, Anja,” Sienna snapped. “This whole conversation is gross. He kills people. Am I the only one who recognizes how fucked up this is?”

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-