Sinister Invincible Novels & Stories

Bernice got bored of the cigarette burns and decided to upgrade. "Strip her" The men looked at her and then at each other. It didn't matter how much Vinca struggled; they were three men, and she was bound on the seat. They then laid her on a dirty table and pinned her hands down. They had no idea what the boss wanted to do, but they were men, so they were already aroused. She had ordered for the rod to be heated up again. Taking the hot iron rod, she placed it on Vinca's stomach and there arose the stench of burnt flesh. Vinca couldn't handle the pain and blacked out.

I want to get to know him. With a better plan, I pushed myself into the crowd and strolled toward the man. He had a decent face. High cheekbones. Had stubborn stubble under his chin. A black and fitted jacket and was taller than the rest of the men surrounding me. He had the bad boy aura. Someone whom you would get scared just by looking at and the way he looked at me? It seemed like he wanted me dead. However, I was not the type of girl who got scared. Alpha Redd had a hard time inflicting fear on me.

“The baby! You can’t, please!” She pressed the metal rod against my skin just slightly, letting the heat radiate without touching, a sadistic tease that sent a jolt of terror straight to my core. I flinched violently, every muscle coiled, every nerve screaming. “You are weak, Ivy,” she said, voice low and dangerous. “So weak and so strong at the same time. And yet you will do nothing but scream. You cannot escape. You cannot fight. You are mine. You always were. And this,” she waved the metal rod over my face, letting the heat singe the air around me, “this is the moment you will remember for the rest of your life.”

"Let's welcome them home." I hit the command. Outside, the first of the ancient foundry sirens began to scream—a jagged, mechanical roar that tore through the silence of the Indiana night. In the distance, I saw the first of the mercenary flashlights, their beams cutting through the mist. The siege of the Iron Yard had begun. And this time, there were no secrets left to hide. We were the "Vault of Sin," and the doors were finally, violently open.

If he was going to kill me, I would strike first. I marched into his master suite. The room was dark. He was asleep, his massive frame sprawled across the bed. The tattoos on his right arm seemed to swim in the shadows, ink turned to scales. He looked older than Damien, perhaps in his late thirties or early forties, but there was a raw, timeless power in his face that made age irrelevant.

Sienna did not even blink, and she said expressionlessly, “Come. I’ll be standing here. You can beat me; it’d be better if you beat me to death.” Sienna’s father was the legendary God of War, who was a hero that once stood at the top of the world to defend his family and nation! It was not this eccentric scumbag who was blinded and could not even distinguish between right and wrong! He was not worthy! Sienna had riled Keegan, and his whip was about to fall. At this moment, a clear and low voice suddenly came from the door. This voice was attractive and pleasant, but it was also oppressive and sinister at the same time—

“You’re a monster.” “I’m the foundation of this empire,” Victor corrected, voice silky. “The Lennox and Thaifeng deal is sealed. New streams of revenue that make everything we’ve done before look like pocket change. You will smile. Record your videos where you roll that beautiful waist of yours and you will keep your mouth shut. Or I will make sure Kai learns the truth in the most devastating way possible. And then I’ll make sure you never see Alexander again.” He leaned in, lips brushing her ear. “Do we understand each other?”

My eyes widened at the blood that gushed out of the man on the ground. "Now if you would kindly get your hands off my lady." Sinister said with bloodshot eyes. "And what a precious thing she is." The man spoke as he dug his finger into my skin causing me to shriek at the sudden pain. "Now this is getting ridiculous. What do you want with her? To knock her up? In front of me? Wouldn't that be stupid?" Sinister arched an eyebrow. "You son of a -" The man pulled away and lunged at Sinister who then knocked him in the face and shot him in the chest.