The Beguiled Novels & Stories

I blinked a few times before focusing my attention on him again. "Y-You don't have a tongue piercing," I mumbled. I didn't even notice any wounds caused by the piercing on his tongue. "Who are you? You're not Zachary," I added, making his jaw clench. Eunice let go of the glass she was holding and pulled the man in front of me to her side. "You're hallucinating, Atasha," she said. Even though she tried to strengthen her courage, the trembling in her tone did not escape me. I tried to stand up even though my vision started to swell again. I looked at them in turn.

***** DELHI "Hey Elena! Wanna go for a coffee with me?" Elena ducked her head down like usually at his cocky voice ; Philip, one of Richie rich kids of school. She told him hundred times that she's not interested in hangout with him or his gang. She had done a biggest mistake of her life unknowingly since that day he had been following her literally everywhere like a shadow. She cheered for him in a basketball match as she had no other option left in her hand at that time. She couldn't possibly support that AADAM whose mere sight cringe her like anything. Elena clutched her bag tightly and pushed her feet faster towards her locker so she could escape answering him. But him being adamant, tra

Nathaniel, growing irritated, added, “Sylvia, even if you’re doing this just to provoke me, bringing in a beggar as your stand-in is ridiculous. Do you really think this is funny?” Bennett’s brows furrowed as he glanced down at himself. He had been in a car accident on the way and had crawled under a vehicle to rescue an elderly woman, which explained his disheveled clothes and dirt-covered appearance. But to be mistaken for a beggar? That was pushing it. He didn’t bother to explain. Instead, he raised his eyes to his bride. She was elegant and graceful, with a beauty that needed no embellishment. As for her character? That remained to be seen.

I did not rush to shut down the "Goddess Hunter" server. Instead, through a backdoor I had left behind when I analyzed the code earlier, I quietly prepared a brand new module I had already written. I named it "Scumbag Hunter." I sorted all the evidence of his academic fraud, along with the videos and photos of his cheating, into categories and packaged everything together. Then, I turned it all into "Hunting Quests." - After I finished everything, I checked the time.

Long red hair spilled over her shoulders. Her blue eyes were bright and confident. She was beautiful. So beautiful it hurt to look at her. Azerbel felt her stomach sink. A strange coldness spread through her body. Slow. Heavy. Impossible to ignore. Guerero gently pulled the woman closer. Their hands remained linked. Not loosely. Not by accident. But tightly. Like letting go was the last thing either of them wanted. Something cracked inside Azerbel. Not loudly. Not all at once. Just a quiet fracture.

“I am not even supposed to be here. I managed to drug that other guard temporarily and we don't have a lot of time. I will lead you through the back passages, where the guards hardly patrol. We must hurry Bella.” I nodded, finally getting a taste of hope. Eira quickly unlocked my cage and gripped my arm tightly, leading me through the shadows of the cell and into a hidden passageway behind a panel in the wall. The tunnel was dark and narrow, the air stale and damp, but I followed Eira’s lead, my heart pounding with fear and anticipation. As we crept through the tunnel, Eira whispered instructions, her voice barely audible over the sound of our footsteps.

Maybe I was pushing my luck back there? -- END

I pulled her into me and we lost ourselves to each other. ***** It was the most beautiful morning of my life. I was so happy... I had already made the bookings and reservations for a one-month long honeymoon in Australia. I was very excited about this real honeymoon. I would not have believed it just 6 months back that very soon I would be bewitched by a very beautiful, simple, pure and innocent girl. Thank you, God, for that accident on that rainy night, I have been bewitched by an angel since then... The End

He wasn’t defeated—not by a long shot—but he knew we had survived something he hadn’t fully predicted. “You’ve done well,” he said quietly, almost a whisper. “But don’t think this ends here. This is only the beginning.” I felt a shiver run down my spine. “Then we’ll be ready,” I said, voice steady. “No more games. No more experiments. This ends with us.” He smiled faintly, a shadow of amusement crossing his features. “We’ll see.” And then he was gone, leaving us alone in the chamber. Damien exhaled, leaning against a pillar. “That was… insane. I mean, just—insane.”

Beggar's dry and scraped voice steals my attention as I walk back in the room. Beggar is lying on the bed, her knees are bent to her chest as she keeps her gaze planted on After who is currently wiping the dirt off her face with a dishcloth. River, Ribs and Gizbee stand around the bottom of her bed. “So what do you think he'd do now, you hunted him before, then you spent years hiding from him, you gotta give us something sweet girl,” Gizbee asks Beggar. The man is huge, with a beer gut and a beard that is as gray and old as the cut on his body. But Gizbee is a sweet man who falls instantly into the trap of a woman.