The Splendid And The Vile Novels & Stories

**THE WHORE OF AETHELGARD: HOW THE THORNE WARD STOLE THE BILLIONAIRE.** **FROM CHARITY CASE TO SHE-DEVIL: VESPERA VANE’S BETRAYAL.** **IS CYPRIAN HALE THE VICTIM OF A HONEY TRAP?** The headlines scrolled across the sixty-inch holographic display in the kitchen, each one nastier than the last. Vespera’s face—pixelated and blown up from the gala footage—was plastered on every news network in Neo-Veridia.

Seeing how flashy she was and how she smiled at me, trying to flirt with me gave me a bad impression about her. Her vibes was that of a rich, spoilt lady, someone who has a lot of wealth and can afford to live a luxurious lifestyle. She was putting on a well tailored short red gown that fit her body well and flatter her figure. She reeked of exorbitant perfumes that made me moved a bit away from her. Well, she have a well-groomed and polished look. She had a clear and radiant complexion, with well-manicured nails and styled hair and well-developed shoulders.

he stammered, taken aback, "I bring news your highness." Thomas nodded and turned to Valeria, "Clean me," he ordered her, gesturing to his cock which was still sticky with his sperm. Valeria paled, glancing from the Prince's face, to his slimy cock, to the page boy standing nervously at the door. The beautiful noblewoman could not believe that the Prince wanted her to do such a humiliating and demeaning act in front of a low classed servant boy. Valeria nodded and swallowed, tasting the remnants of his cum already on her tongue. She then dutifully took hold of the Prince's shrinking cock and bent over, lifting it to her lips. The smacking sound of her sucking filled the otherwise silent room

" I held on tight to my gown to stop it from being torn open. Being called a tramp drained all the strength in my body. I looked at Rachel listlessly. Helpless, I took out a handmade silk fan that I had stayed up several nights crafting, placing it on the table. "May you have a happy wedding. I'll return the gown to you in a while." Rachel eagerly picked up the fan. I thought that this situation was about to turn around, so I said, "I worked on that fan for a long time. I even burned my fingers. It's in the style that you like." The next second, Rachel threw the fan on the ground, smashing it to pieces.

While his arms wrapped around her, roaming on her neck, swollen breasts and bare back. How good her skin felt under his hands. All the sorrows, complaints, grudges which they both had these months turned into their fiery lust. Young amativeness, concupiscent dreams, and carnal desires took over them and they devoured each other until the end of the night....

I'd rather it been sooner than later. Alpha Evan slowed down as we neared a gated fence. The guard on duty stood to attention, almost as if he'd been waiting for us to arrive and hurriedly opened the doors. A cobblestone pathway lead to a circular driveway in front of which stood a larger than life Victorian style villa, painted an off white, giving it a royal look. The previous Alpha had definitely been loaded if this was their pack house. "Here we are," Alpha Evan muttered, giving me a sidelong glance.

"Well, well, well. That’s no way to speak to your savior. But what can I expect from a sly fox like you?" ‌ Vanya's words were a swift response, her tone dripping with a mixture of scorn and pointed wit. "You seem to be quite an expert on how should I live my life, Ned. But maybe if you'd focused less on trying to impress and more on understanding—" ‌ "Understanding that she's nothing more than a cheap allure. A pretty face and a body that brings men to ruin,” Niels' intrusion was as bold as it was cutting, his words resonating with an unexpected sting.

CHAPTER FIVE | THE BARGAIN DAHLIA HAYES I froze, his words lingering in the air long after he said them. They were heavy, powerful, dangerous, and tempting. His offer was everything anyone would expect me to not just want but desperately need. He promised me revenge, redemption, and desire, all at once. Anyone else would have jumped at the offer, but I wasn’t anyone. I was Dahlia Hayes. Playing it safe was the only thing that had kept me alive this long, and I wasn’t about to change that for a bargain with the devil.

Until she was untouched. But life rhymes, but not the way we want it to rhyme. A rich man showed interest in her. He asked for her one night but when he got to know she didn't sell her nights, he opted to claim her with force. And she retaliated in defense. This small act to save herself brought her into the clutches of the vicious man. Hamza Shah. He was all seven of the deadly sins. Hamza Shah,