The Wretched Novels & Stories

All because of one mistake I didn't even do. Now, all I have left is myself. I became a bitch, a slut as most call it. A whore who sells herself for drugs to keep me sane. The Mansion I once lived now turned into a sewage-like place. Nothing but scraps on the table, waking up every day and feeling the same. Asking myself over and over, "When did my life become such a mess?". The beauty men once adored is now slowly fading.

he growled "this is the joke the moon has decided to play on me? 28 years of waiting? You are the rotten thing I was deemed fit for?" "Please... I tried to choke out, but I was choking. My throat burned from the pain. "What kind of an insult is this?" He continued "a worthless wolfless nobody , that's what I was given?" The bond strained in my chest and across my spine violently, threatening to rip out of me. "This is an insult" his voice is firm and cold and I don't accept it". By then, I could hear shuffling and sounds, people were waking up, I could hear their whispers, their snickers, their laughters

They blossomed. “Like fuck you are,” he scoffs, turning to wench his shirt off the floor and rubbing his fingers on the fabric. “I don't know who you turned into, but you're not my mate. Fate forbid I have a witch as a mate. You're a Ruined, aren't you? A dirty, stinking bad blood!”

When in the morning he came back, he found his mate lying on the kitchen floor with a pool of blood around her. He immediately brought her to me, and I found out that she had suffered a miscarriage as she was constantly stressing herself out, working all day in the home waiting for her Alpha only for him to come back smelling like an unmated girl. Though they were just friends and nothing more, she was insecure and pregnant, and instead of making things clear and being there for her when she needed her, he was with his friend helping her move on from an Alpha's rejection. The constant stress and pressure lead to her miscarriage. What's worse is, she was pregnant with twins.

"What are you confused about? Your stripper tits, your fine ass, all that kind of shit, quote-on-quote. And no, they don't make it sound like nice compliments...I mean, it's degrading, hearing people talk about women like that." I remembered crying in front of him that day, but Hunter didn't stop there. "There's more, Vera. If it's not about your banging body, it's always about your millionaire father." "What?" "It's true Vera, I hate to break it to you." The hatred burned through me—hot and sharp. For all my trashy exes, my trashy friends, and my trashy boyfriend... for every trashy person in that godforsaken school.

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

“What I really want to know is why you were all over a worthless maid like her?” My stomach dropped. Worthless. The word hit. “If you’re that desperate,” the voice went on, dripping with disgust, “why not call one of those fine she-wolves from the Northern Pack? Or your fuck mate—she at least doesn’t reek. Not like this… filthy omega.” I flinched hard, my hands balling into fists at my sides. I wanted to look up, to scream that he didn’t know me, that I wasn’t what he thought. But I didn’t. I stayed bowed, the insults sinking in.

The past experiences flooded her head making her boil in anger. She eyed all of them with the same hatred and disgust, the hungry men still came closer to quench their lust. Their footsteps sounds like the screams she heard back then in the Afterlife and it was very annoying. Without casting a spell, she just gestured her fingers and a heavy gust of wind came clearing them out of her sight, separating their parts from their body.

“What? It was not his fault. How can anyone hate a child for him losing his parents? No one in the world needs his parents more than he does.” I smile with satisfaction. Emelia is indeed a considerate and sympathetic girl just as I expected. “ I do not think so either but everyone thought that he was a representative of bad luck and was also the reason for all their loved ones’ death.” Emelia is dumbfounded. “How can these werewolves be so stupid?” I do not like this sentence because I am one of the werewolves. noticing that I am unhappy, Emelia changes her words. “I can not believe it. How can they hate a baby because of these stupid reasons?” “It was pretty stupid of them to think that way

I deserve to have my parents hate me for what I did. I deserve to feel worthless. You're way stronger than I ever was, there's over a million words in the dictionary and still not enough to tell you how sorry I am. Not a day, minute or second goes by that I don't think about what I did. I feel utterly disgusted by myself to ever have stooped so low, to have been so weak that I couldn't control my own wolf. I am a weak person, I always have been but, you, youre stronger than I ever was, always have been. You're a leader