Novel & Cerita The Velvet Rage Book

Rylee said sweetly, tilting her head to one side, "is both an aphrodisiac and a paralytic…enough to flood your body with desire, but just enough weakness that you can't fight back." His breathing quickened. His body tingled. He tried to rise, but his legs wouldn’t cooperate. "You're insane," he said through gritted teeth. She clapped her hands twice. The door opened. Five women walked in. Each one tall, poised, and wrapped in velvet and sin. Women from Velvet Flame. Zena was among them…tattooed, leather corset, legs for days. She chewed gum and gave Cameron a sultry once-over. "Rylee, you bad girl…" she purred with a dark chuckle.

Feeling like minutes passed between each and that the space around me was resisting the inflation of my lungs. Currents wafted over to Rampage and suffused him in an orange glow which made the pages sputter as they went faster. And made the room seem to brighten then dim as if lightning flashed in here or clouds were moving rapidly over the moon. Black, then silver, then black again. Suddenly Rampage lifted a few inches off the floor and a particular orange tentacle whipped out from him to spike into the page. Slamming the book roughly against the floor. Making the hard leather slap.

Aegeus’s senses screamed at him immediately, and the young man dove out of the way. *Rip* Rage appeared at Aegeus former position with a piece of cloth stuck between his fingers and some skin in between his nails. His eyes were unfocused, yet his intent was obvious. He wanted to break free. “Are you okay?” Selina asked worriedly as she swiftly created some distance between herself and Rage. “Yeah. It’s just a scratch”

"Vengeance, retaliation, retribution, revenge are deceitful brothers - vile, beguiling demons promising justifiable compensation to a pained soul for his losses. Yet in truth, they craftily fester away all else of worth remaining." - Richelle E. Goodrich, The Tarishe Curse * * * * Yuri’s eye twitched dangerously as she strode down the hallways of the dormitories of Hati, with a chatterbox, namely Tohya Tanigawa, talking her ear off beside her.

Aiden nodded. "Let's go then." Venessa said. "Where?" Aiden asked confused. "Just come with me." Venessa asked jerking her hand up and down asking him to hold her hand. "Okay okay but will you tell me where...." Venessa gave him a glare. He stopped talking. Venessa took him out of the room and when they were near the stairs, she left her hand pushed her wheelchair down the stairs. Aiden screamed. Suddenly the stairs became flat and Venessa was on the ground level easily. Aiden breathed in relief and right then the upper lid of the roof slipped and Aiden was showered with the rose petals.

Rage's face lit up with a radiant smile as he took my hand in his, his eyes shining with tears of joy. "My Queen, I am immortal, my years are 900 in all," Rage said, his voice filled with emotion. "You are the first one to ever give me a child!" I kissed his lips, and he responded with fervor, devouring me with all the passion he possessed. His hands gently touched my belly, his eyes shining with pride. His older brother, Blaze, and younger brother, Rett, and the rest of his men, applauded loudly, their cheers and whistles filling the air. Niklaus joined us, hugging me tight and pulling Rage into the embrace, a rare display of affection from him.

“The bit about the… resonance.” Veronica, perched on the edge of a towering bookshelf, adjusted the reading lamp to better illuminate the text. “Right here,” she said, pointing with a manicured nail. “’…and when the Gemini Heart is attuned to two souls, bound by blood yet fractured by fate, a resonance shall occur. This resonance, like a mirror reflecting the deepest desires, can… alter the very essence of being.’” Isabella scribbled furiously in her notebook. “Alter the very essence of being… that’s… vague, but promising. Keep going.”

He poured a bit into a glass and lifted it to his lips, completely silent, as if I hadn't just spoken. "You understand?" He looked at me, glass in hand, legs apart, gaze sharp. "Come here." My breath caught. "No. I made a request, don't treat me like I'm a fool." "I'll listen. But I want you to come here." I hesitated, then stepped closer. Axel grabbed my arm and sat me on his lap, holding me at the waist. "Axel—" "I'm listening. Thirty seconds." "I want to know where Mery Ventura is."

A thousand questions run through my mind, but I keep moving along. The Alpha survives and goes to another Alpha whose veins seem filled with rage, painted in crimson, his eyes glowing an unnatural black. I’ve never seen or heard of an Alpha with black-glowing eyes when their wolf surfaces, but I continue. Also, behind this other Alpha is a looming shadow with the face of grief.

I said He hummed in response and minutes later, he drove the car to my front almost hitting marielle but she managed to move aside, He opened the door for me as people stared with wide eyes wondering if I was really a low life as Marielle had called me earlier on. As I slid into the seat, the car’s tires spun slightly in the muddy puddle — splashing muddy water right onto Marielle’s denim mini dress. It wasn’t intentional, but it was satisfying. Marielle shrieked. “You’ll regret this, Celine! I’ll kill you!” She said her voiced laced with venom as she brought out her phone and called someone.