Their Vicious Darling Novels & Stories

"You'd better tell me where Jared is right now. Stop playing tricks." Molly didn't deserve this. "You just don't understand," Charlotte sneered. "In Jared's mind, you and your daughter will never come before me. If you dare hurt me, he won't forgive you. Even if your daughter is dying, she'll never be as important as Mia. Because you're unloved, your daughter is destined to be unloved too." Her tousled golden hair framed her face, making her look both pitiful and adorable. But the words that came out of her mouth were pure venom.

Who cares about food if you can taste blood? I look at Daniela as she's ripping into a young man, screaming to stop. Both of us like it when our victims have adrenaline rushes when we kill them. Sometimes, we will rip their hearts out, but if they are fun, we will keep them around. It is always fun to have a few new, younger vampires around. We always need servants. I look out the window and see the generals training like crazy. Ah, those stupid guys have believed Darius. Oh well, training a little harder can not do them any harm. Who knows, maybe Darius is right. Perhaps the Little Wolves are more potent than we thought? Darius was always a good soldier.

he says and giggles at her "I. I just come from Italy," She say mumbling "oh, Italy," he says and bit his lip when he looks over your body. "I love Italian women" Suddenly Angel Remember what the old lady tells her "He just checked you out as prey and since you are new here for him you are fresh prey and easy to get he gets everything he wants" "Excuse me but I need to go now," She says and starts to walk away from him. "Be careful next time, Because next time I will not let you go." She turn around but when She turn She didn't see him there.

The crowd swirled with questions and I looked to my triplets, watching in awe how they answered every single concern with compassion. “They are going to be ok.” I whispered with a smile. “Yeah, they are.” My mate bumped my side. “I can’t wait until I rule the Vampires.” “We are definitely sharing in the spoils.” Our eldest twins, both Vampire Sirens, licked their lips as they spoke. They were devious little things. “You think I’m handing you a kingdom when you get a damn C in history.” Bolton’s eyes flashed red at our eldest twin. He was so pissed about that C.

"The world sees a fiancée. I see a debt that I’m never going to let you finish paying." He took my hand, his fingers interlacing with mine so tightly it almost hurt, and led me back into the den of sharks. I walked beside him, the cold ruby on my finger catching the light, knowing that the "Dirty Valentine" was no longer just a gala title. It was the life I was now trapped in.

“YOU BITCH!” She stopped, her back still to me, but she didn't turn around. “You think you’ve won?” I shrieked, my voice cracking with the strain. “You think you can just walk away from me? You’re nothing! A gold-digging whore who traded up! You saw an older, richer model, and you jumped ship! You’re a common, greedy little ant, and he’s just a fool being led by his dick!” She slowly turned, her face a mask of cold contempt. She didn’t pick up the phone. She just looked at me, letting me scream. When I was finally quiet she said. “Continue barking Stanley, you are a hungry dog. And hungry angry dog are always caged”.

I leaned down until my mouth brushed Vivienne’s ear. “You’re breeding stock with a mouth,” I whispered, cold as a grave. “Keep collecting fans and I’ll start collecting tongues. Starting with his.” She turned her head, lips almost touching mine. “Jealousy looks good on you, Dante,” she breathed. “Makes me wet. Careful...I might start collecting hearts.” I smiled, slow, and arctic. “Try it, little viper.” And in that moment, with her twisted in our grip, blood on the floor, and a beta bleeding worship at her feet, I knew she wasn’t just dangerous, she was the kind of chaos that could burn empires.

Most of his men had been slaughtered. It could only be called a slaughter as some of his men looked as though they had been cleaved in half across the face or across the waist. No one of his men was alive apart from the two guards at the door. He knew had seen the face of the devil himself. He was lucky that his best men were out on mission otherwise his power would have been cut in half by a single man. He knew better than to test any guests who came calling. He was still an ant compared to his benefactor.

She answered without looking at him– her face burning with embarrassment. “Woow..” Phidelia exuded, leaning towards her sister. “I can see someone's face burning. Did you like it?” She inquired and received a glare for it. “Ah,” She smiled, returning to her original position. “That could actually kill a cat.” She grumbled with a grin. ******

He kept watching me for a while and even though I wanted to find a hole and bury myself inside of it, I kept staring at him blankly. He took a few deep breaths and his entire body shook from that simple move, his eyes started to darken and I swallowed harshly because I was starting to get wet. I tried to breathe slowly to calm my racing heart, but I felt like I couldn’t run away from him or his seeking eyes. I was his captive entirely. And that damn smell engulfed me and now I was sure it was something unique to him only. “That world might seem simple and respectful, but each time you call me that, it makes me almost lose my mind, a mhuirnin. This never had happened to me, but I like it, I l