Vicious Lj Shen Novels & Stories

His Lisa. So damn popular. A rabid dog at her heels, drowning in regret. A wolf in front of her, watching, waiting. First his son. Now her old classmate. It never fucking ended. Alexander Knight, thirty-two years old. First time in his life he’d felt this. Undermined from every angle. Rivals crawling out of every corner. Absurd. And it made him want to hurt someone. Roy Shen. Only son of the powerful Shen family in Hong Kong.

“Oh, it’s actually so cute that you think you have a bite, stinky cunt.” The insult is barely out of my mouth before LJ loses her mind. She launches herself straight at me, her fingers curling into claws, ready to tear my face off. But before she can even cover the distance, a pair of thick, heavily tattooed arms hook around her waist from behind, lifting her off her feet and pulling her back. Damian.

Vailan said, after he stood up and offered a hand to her. “That’s fine.” *** When they were in their bedroom, Lixien read the book about the history of Lhuxia and frowned. Vailan massaged her shoulders and said, “Don’t force yourself, Shen. Let’s go and sleep now. It’s rather late.” Lixien closed the book and stood up, putting the book on the shelf where she took it and faced Vailan. “Shall we?” “Yes.” He led her to the bed and said, “Hina is someone that’s very possessive. She always put me in a tight corner when I was still unmarried.”

I could see his injuries healing. “How many men did we lose today?” I asked instead. “Fifty men,” Elijah said with pain laced in his voice. I nodded my head and went back to filing my blade. The blade was a special one, made just for the Lycan bloodline. It can kill ten men at once, only by getting near to them. I don’t just use the blade, but on occasions like this, I make use of it. “How are the men faring?” “They are holding themselves,” Elijah said. That was not really his concern, I can tell. He wanted me to eat, but how can I eat when my pack, the Lycan king's pack, had been under attack for four days? “You need to eat, Alpha.”

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.”

{Why am I always the bad guy when we have an argument? Lui Jian looked around the tent that he was in, seeing all the luxurious things inside. He immediately knew that he was inside the emperor's tent. He really hoped that the emperor was not obsessed with the original soul because that could be a big problem when he found his foolish lover, that man really was helpless, he seems to become stupid to the point of being cannon fodder for the Male lead. He sat up and picked up the disgusting substance to look at it more and try to find out what horrible things were added into it to make this horrible mixture.

She asked instead and I bit my lower lip. What would she think of me if I told her that I was nothing but an Omega? "Uhm, I was an Omega." I said, lowering my gaze as I remembered the last day I was called a liar before the court for accusing Dorian falsely. The day Dorian stood there and watched me get cremated before everyone and the day he accused me of infidelity. "Now you became a Lycan." She said and chuckled. I wished it were indeed funny, but it wasn't to me.

"Why would Lycan want to see you?" Fiona asked me, a frown etched on her features. I thought of saying the truth, but but I couldn't imagine what to do if they know I have something with lycan. If I told the truth, would they want to get involved with Lycan. Or could kill me if he found that I'd tainted his image. After all, no one would want to get involved with a slave, right? The strange man cut in, "Lycan is interested in miss Sheila after their meeting last night," He paused to raise one brow, his face cold and blank as he stared right at her, "do you have a problem with it?"

“You lying piece of shit! How? There’s no way for you to—“ “Partners my friend. I have powerful friends and partners both here and with the Lycans. How else did you think I came that far.” If Lucas was angry before, he was furious now. “The fucking Lycans? You sided with the fucking enemy?” He roared. “They aren’t MY enemy.... I have nothing against them.... I’m not the one who allowed a Lycan to steal my mate for months!” James knew that his words would get him killed, but Lucas was already going to kill him anyway. If he was going to die here, then he might as well die knowing his words would forever hunt Lucas. So he continued.

She looks at me like a predator. "You really think I'm going to help you? You are working with him. I seen you whispering to him, like a desperate whore. That's your man. I knew it. I don't know what kind of fucked up game you guys play, but you're sick. Both of you. I'm going to get out of here." She nears me, and I wish I could stand. I yank at my bound hands and she slams her shoe into my stomach. I double over to cover myself as she kicks anywhere she can strike.