The Splendid And The Vile Novels & Stories

Sitting inside the living room of his grandiose mansion, she's waiting for him to come. Her eyes wandered on the interior of the majestic room as she sat on the divan. Everything around her was expensive and elegant in an exceptional manner. The marvellous crystal chandelier hanging at the centre was illuminating the room effortlessly, adorning it with grace and royal glimmers. The place was astonishingly magnificent and it was telling much about its owner.

Why were the cruelest always the most beautiful in this world? Merikh’s hazel eyes found mine, and her lips twisted into a distasteful snarl. My stomach flipped. I decided to swallow my pride as I forced my voice to be steady. “You look beautiful, Merikh. Congratulations on your win.” She scoffed like I had just insulted her entire bloodline. “I would rather die than accept a compliment from you.” Then she stepped closer to me, her sharp nails curling into fists at her sides. I resisted the urge to back away from her. The scent of dark roses surrounded us.

Esrath: “Okay.” I get up and brush my hair as I throw on my mother's Prom Dress that was a navy-blue cocktail dress that had an ombre affect to it, I threw on my black laced heels that went about my knee; I applied lipstick on my lips that were chapped but took it off to apply chap stick on them to soften them up, I then applied the plum shaded lipstick to my lips. My mother had given me her pearl set which included a pearl and Saphire bracelet and earrings that were laced with gold streaks, it also had a pearl necklace that was also laced with gold streaks in it and had real diamond shards inside of them. I then put some deodorant on and applied the Beyonce perfume that smelt like rosebuds

"Don't just sit on your ass, go and help your mother." I smile as Xavier strides over to help me. I pat him on the back in thanks as he reaches for the plates and brings them to the table. We all sit together, the clatter of forks and plates mixing with the soft murmur of conversation. Steam rises from the spaghetti but I barely notice it. My eyes wander over my family, taking in the effortless ease of being together. I'm the luckiest woman alive. I’m loved in ways I never imagined, cherished in ways I never deserved, and I am forever Their Beautiful Madness—the wild, sacred chaos of two souls who made their home in mine.

She turned her back to me and talked. "You know what made it worse for me to get so insecure of you? It's that there were more than two people that were crazy about you. It's like you have your harem. If it is only possible to marry all four then you could have done it. I hated your lust because whenever you show a little interest any man would kneel in front of you as if you are a goddess. But no! You are just an old hag who's hungry for attention! You are whore! And right now, I can't wait to see you dead!"

Val makes sure the negotiation was fixed and no strings attached. Sally who was wearing a high-cut black skirt and a thin white blouse gladly nodded her head to his question. Val was a bed expert when it comes to women so it's nothing new to him when someone approached him to make them fulfill their fantasy by getting laid by him. When Sally climbed inside his private plane, Val quickly put his hands under her skirt and pulled down her undies leaving it just midway on her legs. Sally felt the dampness in between her thighs when she realized that Val's fingers are now stroking beneath her folds.

The next day Danielle woke up in the bed while rubbing her eyes, the woman was still lying in the bed under the duvet. She took a turn and saw the supreme alpha sleeping beside her, the lady was unsure how to react to the situation since the man was now practically her mate. Cyrus brought her there to Belle Morte after buying her as sex slave, he ridiculed her and humiliated Danielle. But eventually he had accepted her as his mate despite the fact that she was wolf less, a weak person.

~ Lucien ~ The air in the ballroom was thick with the scent of expensive lilies and the stagnant odor of old money. Below me, standing on the dais under a spotlight that made him look more like a saint than a predator, Adrian Vale was holding court. He adjusted the microphone with a practiced, humble smile, preparing to deliver his "reconciliation" speech—a desperate attempt to salvage his crumbling image. The elite of the city were gathered, their diamonds glittering like ice under the chandeliers, all of them waiting to see if the golden boy of the tech world could spin his way out of the rumors of his infidelity and cruelty.

Seeing Janet act so shamelessly and completely out of control, the rich heir could not help but sneer. "I was just planning to have some fun with you. Didn't expect you to actually think you were something special." Then, he did exactly what I had wanted to do all along. Using his money and connections, he got access to the club's giant screen. Right there, in front of everyone, he played everything. The explicit photos. The videos. Every piece of evidence showed how Janet had been selling herself online.

He asked, smiling at Copper's excitement. I nodded. "Yep. I'll be back in a little bit." I opened the door, revealing a white wonderland of untouched snow from the fall last night, the ground seeming to sparkle in the sunlight. Copper's tail quickened. He loved snow. I stepped out of the warm, cozy house and into the crisp, chilled weather. Copper jumped out into the diamond-dotted ground excitedly. I laughed as I was pulled fully into the outside chill, watching Copper dig the snow and dive his nose into the cold substance. I took in the rest of my surroundings. The icicles dangling from the baren trees reminded me of a crystal chandelier in the most luxurious house. The vast grounds of smo