Verity Genres Novels & Stories

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TEN I grabbed his hand and with as much strength as I could muster, I pushed it away from my thigh. The sound of my underwear snapping back into place didn't go unnoticed as he chuckled darkly.

I'm sorry. Idk wat I was thinking. Pliz talk 2 me. Genesis pliz. How long re u going 2 ignore?? How can u be such a bitch to me after everything u put thru?! I still ve dat video u know!!! Okay I will delete the video but pliz give me another chance..... Santiago's endless texts go from remorseful to anger and then back to being remorseful. I haven't responded to a single one of them. I have nothing to say to him, actually I do but none of it is what he wants to hear.

“ Ok, so what’d you like to talk to me about? “ I said annoyed after moments of silence. “ Would your pack like to come in and be peaceful or would you like to leave, “ he said seriously. “ What do you mean? This is our territory! “ I fumed “ I don’t want to be like our parents. I would like to propose a new way of handling our little, “ he paused to think, “ disagreement, “ “ You call the werewolves serving your mother’s head on a platter a disagreement? “ one of the bloodsuckers said. Suddenly, Ethan’s eyes went dark. I can’t explain it. It’s like the light reflecting from his eyes had gone. His veins popped out of his pale skin. Ethan grabbed the vamp’s throat. It was more of a threat tha

He yelled and pressed his hand against my throat. I tried to breath but his grip around my neck was very tight. He tightened further and I tried to remove his hand but it was hard. He glared at me and his eyes were very red. He looked like he wanted me dead. "Don't cross the line. I hate you and your guts and I'll do anything to get rid of you. Stay in your lane and do whatever I ask you to do if you want to live." He added more force and pressed my neck tightly.

“Why wouldn’t he?” “I think he really liked Zoe,” Anja murmured. “And I think that, maybe, Zoe really liked him too.” Green eyes narrowed in admonishment, a scowl creasing the smooth skin of Sienna’s forehead. “Don’t be ridiculous. He kills people. What part of that is not sinking in for you?” Anja rolled her eyes dramatically. “It’s not as if he’s running down the street picking off innocent people, Sienna. Jesus. He’s getting rid of bad people, like Dexter or the Punisher. You know, the kinds of people audiences tend to cheer for?”

Familiar earthy scent invaded her senses as that deep velvety voice that always wet her panties reached her ears. "You teased me so fucking painfully! Now as your punishment, I'm gonna fuck you rough and hard baby!" He rasped in her ear sending electrifying shocks directly to her core as it throbbed for him. Such a sweet punishment.

“Sa piling kasi ng mahal nila, doon nila nahahanap ang kanilang sarili.” “Ah…” “Blue…” “Hmm…” “May tanong pa ako sa’yo.” “Inatake na naman ang curiosity mo. Ako naman ang magtatanong sa’yo. Kung isasapeikula ang buhay natin, ano kaya ang magiging genre?” “Hmm… Romance?” “Mali.” “Eh ano?” “Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.”

There are only two single lights on the ceiling, showcasing the individual piece. I close my eyes and am washed with waves of familiarity. The room is suffused with a mix of amber, musk, leather, and traces of citrus. A scentI know all too well. Similar to the one in the lobby, there is another record player in one of the corners, except the tune that plays causes me to break into an awful laugh, quickly watering my eyes. "Is there a soundtrack for that film you were talking about? The one about the rat?" He asked me one night and I remember bursting out in laughter that

“Get out!” They all scurried away, except one. My Grandmother. I groaned internally, here we go… “you could have handled that more calmly” she said, “I didn’t kill him Grandma so I did handle it calmly” “You embarrassed him, he is a well respected…” “I am his Alpha, if he has an issue with me, then perhaps he should find another pack… his lying, conniving daughter cost me any chance I might have had with Devonne, so he should be grateful I’m not taking it out on his miserable family”. And that was it, I got up and walked out. People avoiding me in the hallways, whispering behind their hands but I could hear them, I could smell their fear and maybe it was a good thing. Because ever since Devo