Vicious Novels & Stories

“I said nothing I poured all my hate for him for taking my precious child into my attack. With a fierce battle cry, Victor launched himself at me, his claws flashing in the sunlight like deadly daggers. I dodged and weaved, avoiding his attacks by mere inches. But Victor was relentless, driven by a hunger for power and a thirst for revenge. He unleashed a maelstrom of attacks, each one more ferocious than the last. I had my own ferocious attacks well planned and well driven, many hit their mark as he howled in pain, He knew to avoid my fangs.

and the ultimate thrill. Still holding his gaze, I maintained my stance, fighting the tremor in my hands by planting them flat on the cold mahogany surface. “I live for the danger...and the thrill, Victor,” I retorted, the words laced with a teasing, defiant quality. “Besides, a little scab never hurt no one.” A slow, vicious smile spread across Victor’s face, turning him instantly into a vicious predator who had just been given permission to feed. It wasn't charming; it was lethal.

she said and I angrily punch her stomach making her to wince. "Argh!" she shrieked as I punch her stomach again and this time she cough out blood and smile weakly. Her eyes flashed red and she headbutted me backwards. "Just like I thought brother. You're still weak and..." She was about to say when I angrily punch her chest. The impact sent her bursting out of the church. I dashed outside and there she was leaning on a grave stone with hands on her stomach. her lips stain with blood. Apart from Victor, Lenny is the vicious one, the odd one and the cunning one too. She's the example of a green snake under the green grass or should I say the black snake hiding i

“You’re nothing but a coward, Vincenzo. Afraid to face the truth, afraid to confront your own demons.” As I stood there, my words hanging heavy in the air, a surge of bitterness rose within me. It was a bitter realization, one that cut deeper than any insult he could hurl my way. Vincenzo, the man I had once believed to be my savior, had turned out to be nothing more than a coward—a man afraid to face the truth, afraid to confront his own demons.

I had suffered more pain than this, but I was tired, both physically and mentally. “My, you have such soft skin. No wonder Vitale fancies you.” “You know, until now, I’d only heard rumours about bratkis being sneaky bastards. They kill. They maim. They torture. But they attack from behind like cowards.” He gritted his teeth, his meaty breath fanning my face. I scrunched my nose and seethed. “That’s how you attacked me. From the back. Sick fucks! I bet you treat your mothers and sisters like whores too.”

get up, out of the chair. "Never," Lothaire snarled as he lunged forward, his claws intended for his wife's throat. Leanor raised her blade and flung it down, severing her spouse's hand with the kind of lightning-fast speed that only a vampire could perceive. After falling to the ground, Lothaire rolled about in anguish as he held his severed limb to his chest while writhing in pain. The attempted attack on his mother was enough to drive Aric over the edge. Snatching the blade from his mom's hand, he raced forward placing the point on his father’s chest.

“ Can you stop being sarcastic already? It’s starting to get on my nerves.” At that instant, Lucas sense things getting heated up at his sister’s outburst. Intuitively, he nudged the former’s thigh with his knee; hoping to have her drop the coldness in her voice and speak more politely but then– things took a different turn as his action rather fueled her up. Like his attempt was some kind of boosted which geared up all the anger in her. Without warning, Tina shove him off angrily;

Megumi finalized. “No argument there” Sachi said going to her table and sitting down, taking a bottle of whiskey and took a big chug. “I am going to kill that bastard one day. He blew up my supply!” “On the bright side only a small part of it”. “It still doesn’t matter! He closed off on my deal with Victor”. “A little payback is in order then?” Karou asked. “Yes” Megumi said taking a deep breath. “Make them bleed, and bring back a souvenir” she said smiling darkly.

“Damien, stop! You will kill him!” Neither man heard me. They were lost in their own world of rage. Victor swung wildly, his fist catching Damien in the jaw. Damien staggered back for a second, then charged again, tackling Victor to the floor. The two men rolled across the cold tile, fists flying, elbows slamming into ribs. Victor was weaker, his body ravaged by the cancer and the poison, but the madness in his eyes gave him a terrifying energy. He grabbed a metal tray from a nearby cart and swung it like a weapon, catching Damien across the temple. Blood trickled down Damien’s face, but he did not slow down.

Vincenzo suddenly snapped out of his past throwing his cigarette , he was Staring at his image on the mirror… "Ahhh!!!!! I killed my mom," Vincenzo cried out, punching the mirror hard... His blood spilled out, and the mirror broke into pieces as every bit of his childhood past, kept on ringing in his brain... "I ruined everything; I ruined my mom's life, and now, because of me, Brielle is suffering and Marisol... Love is the worst thing that has happened to humanity... I hate everything... I hate everything," he punched the wall harder, breaking the mirror harder...