Romans & histoires Vicious L. J. Shen

said Liah in a fake emotional tone while keeping her hand on her half exposed chest. “Huh! Really? You do have a heart?” asked Hyun Jin with a scoff. Hyun Jin was tied with silver chain at the basement. He was completely shirtless. He was stabbed at multiple locations and blood was coming out of every single one of it. They tortured him by making him drink vervain in water and touching that herb at his skin causing it to burn. “The moment you promise to be mine. I will kill everyone and we can live together forever” said Liah in a small voice while cupping his face.

Oh, my dear Zoey…" he drawled as he moved away from her. "Zoey," he said softly, his voice dripping with calmness. "I don't believe in remission, there is nothing like forgiveness. I am Lynx Vance, I believe in revenge, I believe in vengeance. Vanessa and Alexander will pay for their betrayal with their lives, and that useless thing in Vanessa's belly will face his doom soon," Lynx said firmly.

Lin Yin said to himself, feeling satisfied with Li Wei. "Ah!" CRASH... Another woman screamed in pain before she was crushed by the silver hand. Then another one also screamed in pain and was finally crushed by the silver hand. The more Li Wei and Shen Yin'er saw this, the more hatred they felt towards Lin Yin. They bit their lips, then burned their entire lives to be able to move again. Lin Yin saw the two of them burning their lives, and was very surprised! But he didn't think too much about it because this would be much more interesting than before.

Those were my victims, my prey, and it felt so good to claim more and more of those damned souls without even really having to try, all because of something as simple as an inflated ego or a poor poker face. No one had ever got one over on me, no one but the sliest of them all. The viper that none of us saw coming. Lilith, the cold-hearted bitch that was after my own heart. And fuck did she get it. She held that thing in her hand while it took its last few beats. She was a vixen, a damned goddess who was painted red with my own blood. A sight to be seen, one I could never erase from my mind even if I wanted to. The look of pure savagery, with a smile on her lush lips and no spark of remorse

His finger worked my clit and I squirmed against his touch, craving more of him. Vincenzo broke our kiss as he dropped to his knees. He slowly kissed and licked my inner thighs and nibbled my clit making me to moan loudly. He brought his face back to my pussy and dragged his tongue through my clit agonisingly slowly. Picking his head up to look at me, he licked his lips. His mouth was back to my inner thigh, sucking and biting. I was a crying mess.

Beside him stood a quiet looking red haired boy with sharp cheekbones and piercing green eyes and full red lips. The last of the group was perhaps the most intimidating of all—a broad-shouldered guy with messy, dark brown hair and a chiseled jawline, his lips set in a near-permanent scowl. Their collective energy was magnetic, dangerous even, and they all looked at us as if they were sizing us up— “Those young men are known as the Vicious Boys.” Vincent’s voice interrupted my train of thoughts and I did not miss the warning in his voice. “You’d do well to stay away from them. They’ve earned their reputation.”

AVA ​The air in the room was suffocatingly heavy, vibrating with the silent, digital fury of seventy million stolen dollars looping on my monitors. ​My sister Lily hadn't died of an act of God. She had been murdered by corporate systemic poison. My ex-fiancé wasn't a broken heart; he was a Vance who had thrown me off a cliff at eighteen and come back at twenty-two to drown me in debt. Every scar on my soul had been meticulously engineered by a single family name.

Ava stood at the main threshold, camera strapped across her chest, soul-keys glowing beneath skin like constellations trying to stay human. I joined her. For once, no one interrupted. "This is a bad second date," she said. "Was the first the bone sedan or the civic court?" "I was counting the hospital coup." "Your standards are troubling." Lu Shen gives information in pieces because whole truths make him feel unemployed. Aunt Lan knows fear gets worse when people are hungry, so she feeds people before arguing theology. Lu Shen wanted to be necessary without admitting that being necessary was the closest he still came to being loved. Wanting that made every order harder. Power felt more dange

But Jinyan’s world had narrowed to the woman strapped to the chair and the monster standing over her. Vira, her skin now a translucent, porcelain white laced with the black web of her own veins, turned her gaze toward Jinyan. The strength she had used to toss Arthur Vincent across the room like a broken toy was not mechanical; it was the raw, terrifying potential of a body stripped of its limits by Lu-Sheng's most guarded chemical secret.

"A little bedtime snack?" "A highly restricted, toxic substance," Veronica replied, a cold, triumphant smile spreading across her face as she turned back to face me. "The kind used by the Voss pack to assassinate high-ranking Lycan officials. When the guards conduct a routine sweep of your quarters in the morning, they will find it. And not even Lucien will be able to protect his little pet from an immediate execution for attempted treason."