Varian Tangled Evil Novels & Stories

is set within the same universe as “Tangled Secrets – Taming Mr. Vittori. It takes place two years after the book ended, and prior to the epilogues. Some characters will make an appearance, such as the Council members, which includes the newest two: Alpha Louis and Alpha Jackson. They replaced Alpha Bradley and Alpha Corey after everything that went down. We will also see our favorite team – Violet, Enzo, Niccolò, and Lilac. There will be plenty of twists, turns, and growth. So, I hope that you enjoy! This book can be read as a standalone. IT IS CURRENTLY UP ON THE APP :) I hope that you enjoy!

Morgan to his cell, Angelic promised her dad that she would do everything to prove his innocence. The next day, William and Angelicp went back to Miss Eleonor Catwood's lab to see the result of her study about the candy. Miss Catwood was a pharmaceutical scientist who had been used to examining different types of medicines. She looked old at her age of 45 yet her brain was so clever that she was able to describe the candy by just looking at it. She said that it was not really a candy, it was formulated to kill human system particularly the internal organs including the major parts such as respiratory and nervous system. The candy was just a trick to cover the deadly particles.

Varek’s hand shot out, his fingers elongating, thick, lethal black claws tearing through his leather gloves. He slammed his hand around the general’s throat and lifted the massive, armor-clad man clean off his feet. The hall erupted into pure chaos, chairs scraping back, weapons half-drawn, but nobody dared step forward. Varek didn't even look at the man he was strangling. His golden eyes were fixed entirely on me, blazing with a terrifying, unhinged violence. His claws dug into the general’s neck, drawing a thick line of blood that spilled down the man’s armor. The general kicked and gurgled, his face turning a mottled, desperate purple.

Malric’s hydra, a fusion of every weaver’s wrath Sereth, Verath, Vorath, Sylvara, Caleth, Elyra, Aethra, Null, Auris, Veridias, Omnis, Nihil, Eternis, Liora, Verith, Vynia loomed, its threads weaving a cage of deceit around Kade, Selene, Lucas, and Bryan, their love battered by accusations of cheating and disloyalty. Her mother’s scream “Forgive me!” echoed, her spark a fleeting ally against Malric’s manipulation, now trapped in the hydra’s grasp. The abyss churned, a battlefield of snapping threads and splintered light, the shattered star’s pulse a relentless war drum, demanding a reckoning for their fractured trust.

He holds me still with one iron hand on my hip and gives my ass another sharp, stinging slap. “Beg for it. Beg like the desperate, cock-hungry baby you are.” “Please…please, Damon, please let me come…I’ve been good, I tried so hard not to, but I need it, I need to come on your cock so badly it hurts…please, I’ll do anything, I’ll be your good girl, your dirty little slut, just please let me come…please, please, please…” “Louder. I want the whole house to hear how badly you need it.”

He let him go. Varian tried to vanish, but a frost-formed rope snaked around his leg and yanked him back, just as another fist connected with his jaw, sending him flying several feet through the rain. Vargr stalked toward him. "Varian..." he said, voice like ice, "You gave your soul to the gods, using black shadowed magic. I just want to know... are there any more fools like you still breathing?" Varian let out a harsh laugh, rain washing the blood off his lips.

“There’s also one more thing, you can help me with, Danry... About Shia... Why is the Ancient Evil so cruel to her? Why did he take her? What is he planning?...” Danry fell silent. Tears seemed to form again at the corner of his eyes. “The Tainted Evil – he really wanted to kill Nana’s granddaughter... He meant to kill her... He said he wanted her to strip away her body and gain power... I don’t know what that means, Langrey, but I don’t feel good... Maybe she’ll end up like uncle too... I don’t want that...” “Uncle,” Langrion said, gulping down. “You mean the one who killed him -”

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Wren said with the unshakeable confidence only children had. Varian studied the strands spilling across her shoulders, a battlefield of tangles and knots. He had dealt with detonators, code locks, and knife fights in alleys. This looked worse. Still, he shifted closer, settling on the edge of the bed. “Fine.” Wren beamed and turned, sitting forward so her back was to him. The trust of the gesture made something in Liora’s chest ache. Varian lifted a handful of hair. It slipped through his fingers like water. Too soft. Too many strands. He frowned. “How many pieces?”

"It seems a bit complicated. There was a slight pause, he continued. “I'm engaged to Isabella, but I have a child with her sister who I happen to have a one night stand with, and I just found out about it.” Isabella now knows that I had a one night stand with her sister Sharon and am caught between them. I have no idea what to do. Alex let out a long moan. "Man, that's a tough place. But let me ask you this: Who would you like to be with?” Davis halted momentarily before he could respond.