Scoundrel Book Novels & Stories

Lombardi's men. "Madam, it's good that you arrived." Giuseppe extends his hand, but I keep my glasses and scarf on. "As you can see, this man here is one of the many rats who planned to embezzle your husband and, at the time, your father-in-law." As soon as he finishes saying this, the gagged man looks at us with terror, first at one and then at the other. From his expression, I guess he already knows who I am, so I decide to remove my glasses.

Yesterday had gone well, but there’d been a moment where it was touch and go and my blood runs cold every time I think about what could have happened if I lost control and the mages got their powers back. “What’s wrong?” Soren finally asks with a small frown. I’ve been pacing like a caged tiger and he’s been very patiently trying to ignore me while attempting to read. Hilda found the book in the huge library Arlo’s pack has tucked away in an underground fortress and tasked him with checking whether it contains anything useful. Apparently we’re not the first werewolves to have a run-in with mages. The book is titled: Illusions and How to Dispel them. So far it hasn’t offered up anything of pr

Stacey and I joined them on the table. As they saw me the boys smiled like I didn't prank them. "This is your food" Stacey said and pushed a covered bowl to my side of the table. 💭Why is the chicken and waffles in a bowl, shouldn't it be on a flat plate💭 The way the boys were smiling was suspicious though. I opened the bowl cover and I regreted immediately. Limburger cheese popped out of the bowl and onto my face, the smell was awful. The smell was like a thousand of smelly things mixed together, I felt like puking. They began laughing at me

' When the car stopped in front of a somber manor, my fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of my skirt. The carvings on the iron gate cast menacing shadows in the setting sun like the open jaws of a beast. This did not look like a place for lovers to confess their love. "Come on." Heath opened the car door for me like a gentleman, but I suddenly wanted to run away. While I hesitated, several dark figures rushed out of the manor. Their thick arms gripped my wrists like iron clamps. Before I could scream, I was pressed onto the ground, the rough stones scraping my knees.

Making her convulse and moan until she's hoarse is the peak of my satisfaction. Radella is the woman who is the bravest in taking risks to serve my lust which is not easily satisfied. Her legs spasmed, opening wider, her voice a scream of frustration. I gave her a pampering touch with my fingers, going in and out and twisting her narrow pussy cavity. Gives it a gripping delicious feeling.

He dialled a number and as soon as it was picked, he said, “Come in here now.” In just a few minutes, the leader of the warriors knocked and was told to come in. “If they can find the exact place where they found me, the pit Vee is, is not too far from there.” Scott said to them and Alpha Marcus couldn't help but to stare at him, amazed by his smartness, despite the fact that he was so young. “But hold on a second, what pit is he talking about?” Alpha Marcus asked his Beta, a bit confused, not sure of what Scott just talked about.

“Miss Abby, you’ve been cooped up in here too long. What are you—” Her eyes landed on the book. She froze. Then she dropped the tray right on my desk with a thud. “Where did you get that?” I arched a brow. “It’s from the royal library.” Norma stepped back as if it might bite her. “That’s the Demon Lord’s Grimoire.” I fought the urge to roll my eyes. “Seriously?” “No jokes, Miss Abby!” she hissed. “That book… it’s in all the old tavern stories. The Demon Lord of Thunder and Death. His relic. They say whoever opens it risks being cursed forever.”

The title was written across the front: Relics, Powers, and History: A Shifter's Guide to Magical Relics Caden stared at it. Then he sniffed it again. And again. We all stared at him like he'd lost his Goddess-damned mind. “You guys don't smell this?” I looked at Draven. “No.” Caden looked genuinely confused. “This book smells amazing.” He took another deep breath. “It smells like jasmine... and lemon lime.” We all stared at him. Then we shrugged.

So Proserpina moves on to the next row, then the next one, and the next one, on and on until she was literally kneeling like a child on the floor when she finally comes across a book third to the last on the bottom row in between a skinny book and leather bound one; the book was silver-gray, small and light in her hands and the cover seemed to have some sort of glossy material in it as it twinkled when she turned it here and there… ‘Kind of a child’s storybook,’ she noted. The book was almost as big as her palm and seemed to have pages as what one would expect from a novelette. She carefully opens it up to the first page–not wanting to have a repeat of another destroyed book because a destro

He gave Drew a mask and said, "This should be able to conceal your appearance when you go out. That way, you don't have to live in the shadows, at least until you can figure out how to overthrow Scorpion once again." "That will surely happen," Drew assured him. "So what's been happening?" The underling smiled, "Well, Scorpion got his usual package. He has a woman now, but I guess he can't give up his addiction." Drew raised one of his eyebrows, "He has a woman? What does that mean? I mean, Andre has so many women, and everyone knows that no one is special in his eyes."