Taming An Evil Young Lady Novels & Stories

I was still wearing my black dress from Maddie’s wake and covered in filth from the dirty dungeon floor, my attire seemed to amuse the woman. It was almost as if parts of my brain that were once naive and innocent had discovered a new route of thought and I finally saw Lady Tremaine as she truly was, “It was you?” I took a step out of the room towards her, “You found infected rats and let them kill an entire village?” She narrowed her eyes at me but kept her posture upright, “You cannot prove anything, child.” She said in her most threatening voice. I continued to step towards her and she began to take steps back, “Why? Why are you so evil?” The questions came out as only a whisper to her.

The evil-doer was Lucy, she was smiling with joy as she hurries to the back door and opened the door for a young lady who took a step into the kitchen. The lady was wearing a baggy black gown, her face was covered with a red veil as she drags her feet into the kitchen. "I have done my part!" Lucy said to the young lady with a full smile "You promised me that if I assist you in getting rid of Gabrielle, you will help me to have Hidalgo all to myself." "Of course, I always keep to my promise!" The young lady laughed sinisterly while staring at the dead woman in the pool of her blood.

I repeat softly, tasting the name like poison. “Good girl,” Lady Eleanor says, patting my hand. Inside, my wolf bares her teeth. This isn’t surrender. It’s strategy.

Her eyes shook violently, as if an earthquake had hit them. "M-My Lady! N-No... how... how did you know...! I-I was merely...!" Stroking her neck as she turned pale, I wore a cool, seductive smile at the corners of my lips. "You foolish, fallen woman." "Your two legs were trembling as you walked out of the thicket after relieving yourself. Your flushed face wrote in giant letters that you saw your Lady tasting the servant's manhood." "Did you think I wouldn't know the squelching sound of sweet moisture pouring between your thighs?"

she said while she points her lips at the table where she puts a tray full of snacks. "You are the hardest student i have ever encounter"she slap me in my arm and i chuckled. "If you need or want anything else ,call me and I'll be there"she sang the words. "Okay"i dismissed her because i can feel his younger brother's shyness slipping through.Well, Understable because maybe this is the first time he ever sat here with someone as his . ..tutor.

a very melodic yet evil taunt escaped from a very alluring lady of the land. "JUST LET ME GO! I-I didn't do anything..." the captived man cracked as tears began to fall from his strong wounded face. "Nothing you say..." the lady taunted then a very heavy punch landed onto his face and a sudden stabbed over his leg. He groaned from the pain that his leg received. "...but your action tells another story." the lady sternly said as she made sure that the knife on his leg pierced deeply. She made sure to twist it making the man whined even more.

“Wait. Yeah, you’re right. She doesn’t have anything. She lost everything because her evil sister took everything away from her. I heard that she has these poisonous claws and venomous bites that she is willing to destroy anyone who comes her way, am I right?” “You don’t know anything about me!” she spat, anger boiling up. Ah, did I just poke a bear? “Then why did you have to come all the way here—” I waved my hand. “Just to insult her, babe? Unless what I heard is true.” “You don’t know me.” She glared. And yes, she was an evil in disguise and about to show off her true nature. “What is it with you British people with your chivalry over a woman like her?”

she inches closer to Marek in an intimidating stance, Tamar, an average-height lady at the age of fifteen lost her mom and become the leader of the desert coven, now she's twenty years old, she is considered a very knowledgeable witch, wise, and full of humanity. She stared daggers at Marek, "how dare he rise his voice at me when I'm being nice! Wait till I teach you a lesson," she thought. She inched towards him, Marek was startled so he took a step backward, she makes sure Marek was in the middle of her and the wall, she hit her palm on the wall close to his ears and he flinch. "How dare you raise your voice at me!" she furrowed her brows in a frown, her small lips twitching in anger.

“There’s one thing I don’t get. How did she get seduced by that moron? Sorry, Innis.” She shrugged, amazingly ambivalent. “Love is blind, and one could use that. I am of the Andago line, and I hope I would never disappoint either my ancestors or my descendants, but one rotten apple on a tree does not ruin it forever. What else could I do?” Gallant, I bowed before the girl and touched her slender fingers with my lips. “My Lady, you’re magnificent.” “Claws off, you tailed beast.” What the hell? A dark wave of necromancy splashed over the room, freezing the corners. Reflexively, I protracted my claws and turned around, ready to repel the attack.

My eyes burn with intent and desire for this girl who had provocated me after a long time. The sight of her chocolate brown eyes looking at me with lust, I knew she wanted me! Caressing the flogger I resolve, “You have instigated a bruised lion Cecelia, You may have managed to untie yourself but how far will you run? I am going to hunt you down and teach you a lesson so bad, you will never dare to mess with me again!”