Torment Novels & Stories

Eden said, kissing Malakai’s hand. “Now I know how you felt when I was shot and in a coma. I just realise, now we have more trauma to share. First our parents, then getting shot and being in a coma.” Eden said sarcastically and let out a breathy laugh through her tears. “I know you can hear me, and you heard everything I said to Lilith. You better wake up, or I seriously will be very tempted to disappear. I’ve done it before, kind of, and I can do it again. I know you said you’ll always be here, but I need to be physically here too. Or do you want me to go back to Alec? I’m kidding, don't go into cardiac arrest.” Eden said with a smile. “I’m always here too, baby. Come back Kai.”

“The Fiery Mist Pack's army crossed our border. They destroyed our wards.” A long wave of curses spread, and shouts of rage followed. Torin looked at me, his lips forming a thin line. “It looks like you delivered those crystals just in time.” He blew out a breath, surveying what was left in the bags with Moon Tears. “I'm merely afraid that it won't be enough to—”

Then warmth spread between my legs. It felt like my body was being torn apart. I convulsed in agony, my screams splintering in the air. My wolf pup... it was gone... I sank to my knees in a pool of blood. My chest ached as if it had been ripped open. I held the tiny bloody bundle to my chest and screamed in anguish. Every cry tore through my chest. Xavier... can you hear me? Xavier—! Despair, pain, and rage erupted into a raw, savage fury.

Terry's face turned ashen as if struck by a bolt of lightning. He felt the world spinning around him, his chest heavy as if filled with stones. Frustration, rage, and unwillingness surged through him like a torrential river. His body trembled, and his bloodshot eyes even welled up with tears. "Damn it, damn it... How can the Shadow Web Syndicate be so shameless? This is nothing short of robbery?"

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

"You know when is the most troubling phase of your life? When everything that belongs to you is snatched from you, when everyone who belongs to you turns their face away from you, and leaves you all alone in this cruel world in which every single man is nothing more than a beast roaming around you ready to pluck your body. In this state, it's only you or your Allah who knows how much tormenting and horrible life you are going through. Every single breath you take becomes a burden on you. Neither you can live nor you can die. This cruel world asks for compensation for living your life…" Hammad was sitting on the bed looking at Zaniya who was sitting on a wooden

It was difficult. “Don’t you dare Robin, a little longer, you can do this baby.” I shut my eyes and sank my teeth into my lip, soaking up the inferno wreaking my body. I couldn’t hold still any longer, so he withdrew for a moment, before plunging into me in a swift jerk, repeating the torturous thrusts until I disintegrated into a pulverized mess all over him, an uncontrollable spasm attacking my whole being. His ragged breathing and loud bellows suggesting he was coming with me.

He had told his father that he didn't believe in committing sins anymore but he knew he was going to commit the biggest sin of his life tomorrow which was just not going to TORMENT her but it would destroy him too. Tomorrow he was going to fulfil that promise which he had made to himself of Tormenting Her Innocence but now the only difference was that, what he was going to do, it would break her heart and at the same time, it was going to shatter his soul because her tormentor had successfully embedded his soul in her innocence at this stage. Kaya was breathing heavily and was hearing his own acce

He would not die peacefully until he had avenged his fallen packmates with his dying breath. Drawing in a huge breath of air, Torrez slowly shifted back to his wereform screaming in pain as his bones were making sickening crunches. He stood on his hindlegs one last time and sprinted into the forest, his paws pounding the ground as he followed the howls. He could feel the anger and hatred burning within him, a fire that threatened to consume him. He knew that he could never forget the sound of the rogue pack's howls, a sound that would haunt him until he died.

Much harder than I hope too. “I can smell your fear,” he says. “It’s understandable, but don’t let it control you. This is just like every other full moon, only more painful.” “I know,” I nod. He and Bo have told me that a million times. But still, I can’t help the terror that is flooding through me. More pain, more strength but less control and stronger urges to kill everything and everyone in my path besides other wolves. Oh yeah, this is gonna be a breeze.