Unscramble Cruelly Novels & Stories

Jonathan said this before removing the cap from Trisha's unconscious head. "Bad Uncle Nooo00000000000." Rain abruptly jumped from Jace's hold to stop Jonathan, but the damage was already done. Jonathan had removed the cap, and now all of them were frozen due to shock at their place. Seeing the horror in front of them Yes, it was a horror. It was a terrible sight to see. It was so painful to even look at it. There was a huge scar on Trisha's forehead. It looked like someone tried to engrave some words on her forehead. They would clearly see, and it didn't take them long to understand what the wound was. The old wound looked horrible; they could tell that Trisha had tried to undo it with somet

It's like something else is controlling me I don't have time to register my elongating claws before I immerse them in her stomach and pull out her inside Her screams of pain are satisfying. I feel a deep hatred towards her that I don't understand. "You wanted a fight?" I hold her chin and allow my claws to dig deep until they're drawing blood. The woman whimpers, I stare at her trembling lips and smile. "Well, see you in hell, bitch" I murmur and rip out her throat. I don't stop, my claws dip in her chest and pull out her heart and I crash it on my palm. I only stop when her body is torn apart.

I smiled maliciously at the driver who nodded. We reached the corner and I dropped off. I musked my scent as I approached the two girls who were working while complaining. "They will make us do it again if you do a crappy job, Candace," June said. Once I neared them, I grabbed a huge pole near a trash bin and attacked them with it. I first hit Candace's back with so much force that she fell to the ground, and before June could turn around, I hit her in the same manner. They groaned in pain and I used this opportunity to do it again. They were Lycans so they will heal. They struggled to get up and I kicked them down

His sharp eyes cannot be separated from the woman. "You better not bother too much thinking about what I'm going to do. Go back to university! Don't do this again or I'll confiscate all your favorite things." Lester said again seriously. The woman who was as high as Lester's chest puffed out her cheeks in disgust. "You can't do it!" She screamed irritably. Made the man in front of her let out a low snort. "You will know the consequences if you violate what I say." Lester said one last time before then the man resumed his delayed footsteps. Leaving the woman who was now staring at him with gleaming sharp eyes.

Please Allah help me out" I thought crying "Please don't touch me,am too innocent for this,please leave me and let me go" I pleaded crying "We can't grant you that wish,we won't hurt don't worry,we only want to have some fun with you, that all" "Help!"I yell He slapped me hard" if I should hear one more word from you,you will be dead" I refuse to answer as I scream again "Help me! Please someone......should.....help me" I said crying

"Do you have to be this cruel to me? Whatever you might think or believe, I never meant to challenge you. I have no defense against you. Why would I ever want to vex you?" And the words struck him in the right place. He had been unnecessarily cruel to her. He knew certain things could provoke him to explode very easily, but this time he had acted like a total creep. He had overreacted to her response, in fact he was the one who pushed her to the edge. Moreover, how could he used such physical force to threaten a defenseless woman? He released his grip and stepped back to give her some space. She rubbed her aching wrist reflexively, and the faint red stain there made him overflowed by a terri

Anna's head was bowed low as she tried to fit her skirt firmly and neatly on her body. "My clothes are missing", Kaylee said loudly and Anna turned her head up abruptly and widen her eyes in shock "What?!" * * *

It was like watching my name slowly get dragged through the mud—one whisper at a time. The internet turned into a battlefield. Trolls latched onto my story like vultures. They called me ungrateful. Spoiled. Heartless. I was blamed for “tearing a good man down” and for “ruining my family’s name.” Strangers felt entitled to judge my entire life based on half-baked headlines. Sure, I got messages from people who supported me—kind strangers who told me I was brave. But no matter how kind they were, the cruel ones echoed louder in my head.

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.

Lucian If the devil was incarnated, it would be me. There was no one more deadlier than me... Well, my father was deadlier than me before he died. I'm way different from my father now that I've grew in so many ways. My name is Lucian Van Othello, the ruthless and cruel Alpha of the Black Blood Pack. I'm hot, handsome, sexy and has what all girls love the most, a huge dick for them to ride.