Their Vicious Darling Novels & Stories

"Depends what you've heard." "I've heard you're dangerous." Her smile was like a blade wrapped in silk. "I find dangerous men incredibly attractive." What followed was the most intense relationship of his young life. Vera understood his feral nature in ways no one else had. She encouraged the violence instead of trying to suppress it. When they fought together against vampire incursions, she matched his brutality with her own vicious grace.

The demoness was elated that her sensual charm worked on Zoravec and it made him hot. He was desiring for her and the urge was significant from his glowing crimson eyes. Zoravec completely forgot about his mother who was in the kitchen. Or else he would have stopped Devi from stripping, because according to his assumption the view was real. [Women who are curvy are more dangerous it seems. Hehe...Mmm~] - Zoravec

“I am not telling Alexander anything, if that is what you are worried about. I don’t tell him about most things you do, he appointed me to be your shadow. Most times I come into town without anyone knowing, I see you and your boyfriend by the docks. I am happy for you really” The last words made Mae to scrunch her face in disbelief. “Happy for me?” She asked with every distrust in her seeping into her voice. Damian smiled and nodded. “How are you happy for me?” Mae asked him, looking at him suspiciously. Damian smiled. “I lost my sister to mafia men”, he started with a sigh. Mae looked at him with her mouth opened in an “oh” expression. “Yeah, she was just like you. Young and happy, filled w

tweeted Sumico, also taking her slight pity on Janice Valeria and Windrich Cannon. “Yes, you’re right... The demons from West Medicine Land seldom know about mercy, forgiveness, kinship, and nay friendship, Sumi Darling. Since they’ve failed in fulfilling their mission to slay all the six of us, it’s them who’ll be slain right now. Had Janice Valeria not taken the wrong choice by carrying on attacking and attacking us, perhaps she’d still be living within her love happiness as well as exhilaration together with that demon of hers from West Medicine Land.” Virando seized his gentle beautiful princess into his sweet, warm, as well as cozy hug.

This fucker won't go far. "Desperate are we? Have you tasted a virgin's blood before? It's tastes like the most expensive wine in the world. Sweet and heady. The purest of all." He opened his mouth wider and sank his teeth on her shoulders. Mish's frail body convulsed from the force mark. "No!" With his vampire speed, he reached them before the bastard drew blood. Victor pushed his beloved's body to him and escaped in a flash. "Mish, baby?" The scuffles outside the door registered. His men have the fucker.

She was so tired of everything that her heart refused to take it more or she'd faint. What a pity! She wanted this to be over, for him to be gone, but it wasn't going to happen. He wasn't losing interest in her, which was extremely dangerous. His deep eyes were filled with emotions so intense that they scared her. Lust, desire, and hatred. She knew he wouldn't leave until he completely destroyed her.

he returned in a non-committal manner that made me go absolutely mad. ~NATHAN DENVON~ There used to be a time when I cared about Valencia Torres. It was right before she became Valencia Valdriss, the Luna of Dark waters wolf pack, Dario's royal bitch. She used to mean something to me but that was many years ago. That was a lifetime ago, now, I have a life, one that is being threatened by that bastard Dario. Everytime one thing starts going well, a thousand bad things happen and then we go back to square one.

My friends shouldn't have been here. Mrs. Valerious betrayed us. She went so far into hating me that she didn't hesitate putting innocent lives in danger. “Tsk, tsk, tsk… Little fucking brats.” I looked up to see his eyes sparkling with an evil gleam. Glancing at me, he smirked. “Want a demo of what happens with bad kids?” Cold dread washed over me. “No.” Ignoring me, he proceeded towards them, his strides filled with malice and an unhinged thrill.

The Villain People might describe me as abrasive. Of course, I don't agree. I simply show little concern for the feelings of others because I don't give a shit about your problems when I have my own. If that's abrasive well fuck, I'm abrasive. But I'm not like that all the time. It's people like Morrison and his balls-scratching heathens you call football players that bring out the worst in a girl like me.

“But we both know what you really are. "Strip for me, Rachel. Right here. I want you bare, helpless, right in front of everyone.” He leaned in even closer, his lips grazing her ear as he whispered, “I want to make you mine again, to have you in front of all these people, in front of your bleeding son… so they all know you’ll always be mine.” Damian stepped forward, his face dark with fury. “You’re sick, Victor. You're a fucking psychopath” he spat, his voice shaking with barely-contained rage. “Get your hands off her.”