Something Wicked This Way Comes Book Novels & Stories

When he cupped my behind, it shocked me, but I was more shaken by how it made my desire spike up. I’m thoroughly inexperienced in the various ways in which a man and woman might touch each other and pleasure each other. From the way Aldrich looks at the swell of my breasts, I think he might be interested in touching me there. I can’t be certain, though. All I have is bookish knowledge, and the books I read weren’t even the raunchy novels Ann’s maid used to smuggle for Ann sometimes. I merely know the science behind it. When I read the chapters on procreation as a part of our Council-mandated syllabus, I was blushing red the entire time. It was quite out of the question to discuss those chapt

My skin crawled. “I was a child.” “I know.” “How old?” Clara didn’t answer. “HOW OLD?” Avery touched my back. “Whitney.” “No.” I stared at Clara. “How old was I when somebody put me in that book?” “Six.” The word hit harder than any fist ever had. Six. Six years old. “What did it say?” “I only saw part of it.” “What did it say?” “Your name. Your date of birth. Your mother’s name.”

ISABEL POV I stared on in shock as Theodrin proceeded to wear something that looked like an artificial cock. I quickly covered my mouth with my hand so as not to make any sound. I watched on as the plastic cock disappeared into Marita and she moaned shamelessly. Theodrin really had energy and was going to work on Marita. She stopped and switched to Dyelin, who had also laid down on her back with her legs spread. Both women were moaning like a bitch in heat.

“Who is the pup seen near the ‘Widow’s Breath’ mushroom? Is the Monroe line to blame for the Bard’s fall?” Avery and Debbie were blindsided by the sudden baying of the press. Reacting with an Alpha’s instinct, Avery urged Madison and Debbie to retreat into the shadows. However, before they could vanish, Saniya blocked their path, her tail held high in false dominance. “Where do you think you’re prowling? Are you slinking away because your pup’s blood is tainted with guilt?” Saniya’s voice boomed, turning every scrying lens toward them. Madison, overwhelmed by the flashing lights and aggressive scents, clung to Debbie’s furs in fright. Debbie bared her teeth and barked back, “Saniya, enough w

The first thing I noticed was the smell of burnt sugar and wet asphalt rising off the pavement like it had been left out in the rain on purpose. I was already late for the night shift at the all-night bakery when the woman in the red coat stepped out from behind the dumpster and asked if I wanted to see something that would ruin my life in the best possible way. She did not wait for an answer. She just took my wrist and pulled me into the alley where the sodium lights flickered like they were embarrassed to be watching.

“Before Blackwood Global?” “Yes.” She leaned slightly against the counter, listening now. Really listening. “It’s where he made his first real deal,” Sebastian added. “The one that built everything after.” Ivy tilted her head. “So it matters to him.” “No,” Sebastian said quietly. “It defines him.” That Was a Problem Because men like Victor Blackwood didn’t just hold onto places. They buried things in them. “Then that’s where the file is,” Ivy said. Sebastian didn’t argue. But he didn’t look convinced either. “That’s where he’d keep something important,” he said.

Evidently the thrill of actively raping me was enough to overcome the side effects of his medication because his dick started to grow and harden. Once Jax was satisfied that he was going to stay hard he spit into his hand and rubbed it on my vagina. Jax wasted no time shoving his dick inside me. It did not bother him that I was not wet at all. It did not bother him that I did not want this. After a few pumps, Jax moved the gun from the side of my head to my forehead. Still not satisfied as he continued to plunge in and out of me, he then made me wrap my lips around the barrel of the gun.

Avery sat down on the edge of the table. "Wrong. The beast would be awake, alert, and in its strongest form." Wahika replied. "Let's postpone it then. Do we really need to do this?" Avery asked. "I don't want to die." Wahika brought out another book. "This was the older version. Some chapters are missing in the new version. They removed it and refurbished it as fiction." Wahika dropped the book on the table. "Only three people have access to this book. The white witch, that's me. The supernaturals burnt theirs to ashes during the war. The third —" Avery waited for her to say something, but Wahika didn't.

His desire for her was like a ravenous beast, voracious and relentless that cared nothing for right or wrong. The consequences be damned. The world be damned. His morals be damned. He wanted her, truly, madly, insatiably. She's like a drug he's hopelessly addicted to.

Dad put it for extra security. I stomped my feet and walked towards the bookshelves. "Ugly, witch, old, fatass!" I mumbled under my breath while looking for books that I need. "I CAN HEAR YOU, BITCH! DON'T TEST ME!" she said from the intercom. My eyes widened in disbelief because of that. She held me captured! That clever witch! I roamed my eyes, looking for a specific book. I smiled triumphantly and grabbed it. Let's see what it can do. Dark Psychology and Manipulation...