Vicious L. J. Shen Novels & Stories

The same abomination that slaughtered so many people and nearly tore Jocelyn apart that night. He’s here. Standing just a few feet away from me. I’ve seen deaths and horrors before, but this… This is hell. And I’m in it. My heart slams harder and faster when Lycena unlocks my cell and they all troop in. I shift back, pressing my body to the slimy wall to create as much distance as I can between us. “Elian Vane, you’ve seen too much,” Lycena’s voice rings out, smug and so full of hate. She waves something in her hand.

He settled more comfortably in his seat, pleased with his own performance. “How dare I?” he repeated mockingly. “Oh, Valerius. You still don’t understand, do you? You weren’t just a pawn. You were my most useful pawn.” Then, with ruthless precision, Lucen began dissecting Valerius’s stupidity before the entire council. Every word was an ice-carved dagger, stabbed directly into the heart of the elder’s pride. “Let’s think about it together,” Lucen said, tone that of a patient mentor. “What is your greatest fear? Not Brahma Angkara. Not war. Your greatest fear… is shame.”

“I let you see me because I wanted to see how far you’d go. And look at you. Trying to run to your little friend with the truth. How noble of you.. stupid actually but cute” My palms were damp, heart pounding against my ribs. “Elara deserves…” Her smile sharpened, though her voice never lost its softness. “Elara deserves to live. Don’t you think?” Cold shot through me. “What… what are you saying?” Veronica stepped closer, her perfume sweet, cloying, wrong. “You may think me venomous, Lila. That’s the word you whispered to yourself, wasn’t it? But venom isn’t the half of it.” She tilted her head, eyes glittering like shards of glass. “I’m more deadly than you could ever imagine. And if you va

"My good sweet vixen." If anyone ever told me that I, Lilith Russo would be reduced to a plaything before the very man whose existence I very much detest, I never would have believed but here I am, at his mercy like the same woman I have struggled never to be. It is at the point my senses seemed to kickstart and without thinking I bared my teeth and clamped it hard on his member and then I looked up at his devastatingly handsome face which is now a mirror of a pained enraged expression and I smirked.

LUCIO My body quaked with anger and resentment. But I couldn’t even tell who exactly my anger was aimed at. I couldn’t be mad at Valeria for making her decision, I could never be mad at her for anything. I couldn’t be mad at my men for not even being able to give full account on where she was and how she had left. I have spent a reasonable part of my life with Val to know just the kind of woman she is. By the way, no one ever had to watch her steps - she was a woman of strong will and a domineering presence.

She had scaled through the test, thanks to madam Jizelle's long years of unnecessary training on poise and balance which now seemed useful. She remembers Griselda, if she were here then they would recall together the time when on demonstrating the proper way to pour out a cup of tea from a tea pot, madam jizelle had burnt her left hand. Poor kitchen maids on whom madam jizelle had transferred her aggression. Madam jizelle was sober for the whole season, staring everyday, pitifully, at her scar. " I see you are perfect at this?" Vanessa says moving towards Annabelle. In her company were Matilda and Freya, two girls who were her age and almost her height.

"But the thing about villains is, they always get their panties in a twist and blame someone else for their failed love stories. Let’s set the record straight, BJ: I rejected the current Alpha King. I dumped his greedy, self-serving ass. Yet here you are, still chasing me, still trying to pin all your misery on me. You’re so deluded you don’t even realise how pathetic you look, showing up here to murder me like some kind of cartoonish antagonist." “Pathetic!" Diane’s voice cut through the tension like a whip, her fury unrestrained. "You’re pathetic, Victoria!" BJ let out a shriek that was somewhere between a laugh and a scream, her voice laced with malice. "Pathetic, am I? Do you even know w

I spit the metallic taste out of my mouth and watch her limb drop into the fallen leaves. Her agonizing screams pierce the night as she waddles in the dirt. One arm down... unfortunately, the ring is still on the hand attached to her severed arm, resting inches away. I hiss in frustration. Damn it, wrong arm! The massive Lycan, Viktor, doesn't even glance at her screaming form. His cold, brutal gaze is locked entirely on me. I bare my blood-stained teeth at him. He lunges. I try to roll out of the way, but my body moves too slowly. He's massive, merciless, and about to break me in half.

I grab Lisha’s arm pulling her away from the woman; she is close to death; I bend over her and snap her neck. Lisha hisses, “Why did you do that?” I get up off the floor, hold my hands up in surrender, and reply, “She has suffered enough, Lisha.” Lisha growls as she storms out of the room, “What the fuck would you know? You have no fucking idea how many innocent lives that bitch destroyed.”

He spat on my face with venom. My voice came out nothing less than a screech in a fuming fire. I narrow my eyes at him in a maddening incense. "You are worthless piece of shit." He breaks into a sadistic laughter. "And you are a stupid woman too naive for this fecal world."