Scourge X Rosy Novels & Stories

Too late. She didn't even have a chance to try. My bigger man, the one with the scarred knuckles, caught her wrist and yanked her around. She emitted a raw, despairing scream that tore at the night. I watched her struggle and fight, her body in a bewildered twist of resistance, but it mattered not. The second man, stronger and more agile, pushed a rag against her face. The pungent, chemical smell of chloroform would've hit her immediately, overwhelming her senses. Her struggles ceased, her screams turned to weak gasps. I smiled, my grin unabated, as her legs buckled out from under her and she leaned into their arms.

Margaret said "It's a bonding mark. Used to show that she is his mate. She owns him. If you will. Your wife now belongs to whatever claims her first." Nicolas stepped closer, as he grabbed Rosa despite her scream "And I claim her. I claim them all." Rosa managed to speak through her pain. "Nicolas, please. This isn't you. The curse is making you…” "The curse is gone," Nicolas said, his black eyes fixed on her "What you see now is choice. My choice. I want you, Rosa. I've always wanted you. And now I have the power to take you." Pierce grabbed a scalpel from the medical tray. "Stay back."

Electricity suddenly ran throughout her body; very much unusual for her to feel this kind of yearning towards her stepmom’s protégée. He brushed his serpent on her stomach. The heat of his groin was pretty much enough for Rozelyn’s crevice to produce a milky liquid. She was panicking—as well as perplexed. Perplexed on why Cyrill can easily show his carnal interests towards her. She was confused because throughout their years of being under one roof, she had never seen him wild and ferocious like this very moment. He pulled down the garment that was covering the skin of her milky abyss. Rozelyn just shut her eyes and let the man in front of her take over her body—now a vessel to the curse of

“Why are you angry at me? Tell me so I can make it up to you.” She didn’t say a thing and kept her mouth shut before turning her head away in case he was going to kiss her. ‘He’s too deceiving.’ she told herself before comparing him to Lucas who looked and acted genuine. “So...yes?” Theo asked, putting his lips on the back of her hand, giving it a light kiss. “I have no interest in whatever you’re doing,” Rojean just said, pulling her hand away, thinking Sei was like that. “I don’t really feel well so if there’s nothing to discuss I’ll go now.”

He took two down easily, and for a moment, it looked like he had them beat. He looked towards the roses, as if he knew she was there. The rogue from the market took his opportunity, swinging a blade up. It was silver. The sound it made when it sank between Xavier's ribs would live in Rose’s bones forever. Her eyes had met his in horror. “Rose,” he had screamed out in horror. Pack warriors crashed into the clearing seconds later, drawn by the noise. The remaining rogue ran, and the roses released her as suddenly as they had claimed her. She stumbled out, gasping, dress torn. Xavier’s blood was already cooling on the stones. He was gone.

The scythe's attacks felt like a terrifying curse. Adrian and Rozi could feel the soul locked within the curse running amok. The giant scythe would reap all of the souls it could. Dragonbane unleashed a wave of heat, but it was no match for the chilling cold coming from the scythe. The black aura around the scythe chilled one to the bone. It pierced through even their thick clothes. Rozi shivered profusely from the cold. She found it hard to hold onto her sword and was hit by a strong urge to resign herself to her fate whenever the scythe attacked. She felt like it wanted to redeem her soul.

Whereas buying Gold Coins was not an option so that everyone gets a fair chance in the game. Leo and Dard had decided on a name for the guild, it was XSCYTHE. Suddenly a noise brought Leo back from his thoughts, both Leo and Rose hold their weapons with back to back waiting for the monsters to appear. Suddenly a hoard of wild boars stopped in front of them before Leo or Rose could start their arrack a cool breeze of wind surrounded the boars and suddenly from the wind boars one by one started falling down dropping dead leaving rewards and nothing else those were low level boars which appeared in the high level area. Leo suddenly saw a leaf coming out of the wind at full speed aiming towards

I pulled two punches towards her face, knocking three of her teeth out and the next time I moved my legs a sharp pain resonated and I crashed to the floor. "What the hell-" I turned to find a white wolf, teeth deep into my legs. I recognized those eyes. Who wouldn't? They belonged to my boyfriend. The white night of Grimsborrow. Theodore Roosely. Seeing Theo here I knew in my heart he wasn't under any spell and he wasn't here to save me. My mother took this opportunity to strike me hard across the face. Everything went dark. When I came too, it felt like a ton of bricks had hit me.

Beside him was Ty, half-transformed and unleashing all his rage on a couple of lust demons. "Don't tell me what to do," Rose grumbled at Jericho before tackling the demon nearest to her. It screeched in her ear and spurted black ink onto her face. But that didn’t delay her from pulling a knife from under her dress and driving it into the demon’s core. Before the creature could even process what happened to it, Rose was already hunting another one. "Oh, Rose!” a familiar voice called out to her and Rose twisted around, trying to find it.

' ~~Theodora Twitty <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Scarlett Have you seen anyone die in front of you? No? Well, that’s totally normal but no aspect of my life can be described as normal because I have, more times than I can count. I seem to have a morbid attraction to death. If you are thinking I am dead, the answer is no. Bodies and blood, that’s all my life would have been, if it weren't for my parent's love and guidance. If you are wondering if I can sense death, then you are absolutely right. Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string.