Novel & Cerita Vicious Book 3

she was silent. "Answer me, huh, you're ready?" she was still silent. "Are my 7 inch rod make you feel good? Huh? Answer me? I swear I'll make this even longer if you don't answer me." "Let's go off me, please..." "Wrong answer, baby," I said. And I hurt her so much until I really hit the peak of pleasure, then I let go of her. I know this is abuse. This is bad and crime. There is nothing romantic about this because Nadya cries and struggles. And this is the beginning of the disaster.

My mother looks at me sympathetically for a moment, but I know she won't change her mind anyway. - Vampires are enemies of life, they kill and suck it out of others, mostly innocent humans. And therefore they are our enemies, because our job is to protect whole life. That's why any vampire who stands in our way must die. - I hear my mother's firm, but slightly fluttering voice, and then I see as she raise her hand to attack Oliver. But then suddenly I fall to my knees, feeling a terrible, excruciating pain in my lower abdomen.

Viktor Makasin whimers and shakes his head as my sharp gaze lands on him. He did what? What even gave him the right to touch Milana? She has been beaten up so badly and I want to kill him right at the fucking moment. What is he exactly? Milana looks so battered and weak. Why did she even come back to this place? “Where is it?” I stride towards him and I step on his hand. One that I had broken. I think he has three or four broken bones or thereabouts about and I'm tempted to break more.

I asked him, he thought of it for a second and nodded his head. Diane and I looked at each other. "I know there is something wrong with them, you need to look for those two." He told us. "They are acting strange and don't want to leave that book or even put it down when I try talking to them. Their mind is not focused. And just by looking at that book, I already knew where it came from." "Where?" I can. The only person who can tell us the only thing that can kill Lucinda is the one who wrote that book.

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉 And you'll get to see what's going on inside Damian's head!

The silence that followed after was deafning. "I, Elysia Lively reject Nikona Voroz, the Alph— My words got caught in my throat at the feeling of strong grip around my throat.Nikona glares at me with so much hatred that I shivered visibly.The pressure on my windpipe made it impossible to breathe.My vision blurred with tears. "You will now see the consequences of defying your Alpha!"

’ So maybe Skylar was always meant to be one and with Julian as her mate and Prince Nathaniel nearby, she would be the most protected treasure of the Royal family… Well, at least until Prince Nathaniel found his Princess… And then they both would be protected equally. I close the book and whisper, “My Bloodline's Book of Power, My Bloodline's book of spells. I return you to which you came.” The book then disappears from off my lap and I look over at Victoria before moving the blanket from my legs, getting to my feet and making my way over toward the bathroom. Unfortunately, I only take three steps before I nearly collapse as a sharp pain shoots through my whole body. Victoria seemed to move

Blood seeps through my fingers, and I know I've been hit. "Nora!" Marybelle cries, dodging an attack and running towards me. "I'm okay," I grit out, though the pain is terrible. I try to stand, and my legs buckle beneath me. But I'm not done yet. I take a deep breath and send a blast of white magic towards the remaining hunters. They're thrown back, and the forest is silent. The Silver Hunters are dead or gone, and we're still alive. I look at my companions, and we all share a moment of relief.

I don’t know what’s worse—believing she lied or believing I might’ve actually hurt her. “Tessa,” Hector says gently, crouching beside her wheelchair. “I need you to be sure. Did you see her face? You’re certain it was Ivonne?” Tessa sniffles, fingers twisting in her lap. “I… I don’t know. Everything is… hazy. We had been drinking mead and—” “There!” Marcellus slams his hand again. “Ivonne consumed the same mead during the first attack on Lady Viera! It is possible—likely—that excessive mead made her unnaturally strong, violent even.”

His face was pale, his clothes wrinkled, and fear was evident in his wide eyes. They forced him onto his knees in the center of the room before stepping aside, while Diago took his place beside me. The VIP room fell into an eerie silence. The man looked up nervously. "Mr. King, I..." Before he could finish, I stood up and stubbed my cigarette out in the ashtray on the table in front of me. My polished shoes clicked against the marble floor as I slowly approached him. Then without warning I punched him hard. A painful cry escaped his lips as my fist collided with his face. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he nearly collapsed to the floor.