Vicious Novels & Stories

I narrowed my eyes at her, "Listen slut, insult my mate again and you'll wish you'd sat through that meeting. Secondly, I can tell, you open your legs for anyone who can give you a power trip. As you mentioned before, I have eyes. Why don't you go find a head warrior to fuck cause, I'm not interested. Compared to my mate, you're garbage, so stop making advances." She snarled before scoffing and turning sharply, "Faggots." Cyrus' growl reverberated through the room,

Her short nails clawing his wrist like a vicious tigress. "She is a wild cat. Help me, fucker." The shorter one snarled near her ear. Tears cascading down as if someone had switch on the button of her misery. The fat one came down hastily and attempted to grab her lower limbs when she kicked his jaw and the man stumbled back few steps and land straight on his butt.

Lore sadly said. I nodded my head. Maybe that's how powerful love is. It can change a person, can kill and give life. That love can also be a poison. It's good to feel but it has a dangerous revenge. The heart of a woman is truly sensitive and vulnerable, it can crack just by a single pain and sometimes that crack will eventually turn into big and hatred will be soon felt.

He grinned, and the grin looked like rot. Jace’s hands shook until his knuckles whitened against the rope. The raw, blistering hatred that had simmered for years was a live thing now, roaring in his throat. “You are the most vile human being I have ever known,” he said, and the words came out jagged and small. Victor’s face lit with a glow like a man enjoying his own cruelty. “Yes,” he said slowly. “Yes, I am.” He lounged back, “And I can be more vile.”

Chapter 1: The Birth of Syd Vicious Sydney Crazy, psychotic, demon-possessed, bloodthirsty, and yes, just plain vicious. These are all words others have used to describe me after that night. After that night, my life completely changed, so yeah, I became someone new. Sydney Eld faded away, and Syd Vicious stepped forward. Everything I loved was taken from me. All I had left was my hatred and burning desire for revenge. He should have left my mother alone and let us go on our way, but instead, he tried to cage me. He rattled that cage one too many times, and once that cage was open, there was no st

No chance to win or retaliate without getting burned. Victor... you're truly vile and heartless to your core... Gloria whispered bitterly in her heart. Suddenly, a torrent of painful memories crashed over her like a tidal wave—all the endless mockery, cruel insults, sneering disdain, and relentless emotional abuse that Victor had inflicted upon her over the years. She could almost see traces of her husband's cold cruelty mirrored right there in Lukas's furious eyes, blurring the line between the two brothers in her frightened mind.

Vic, the ruthless vampire leader, led his bloodthirsty cohorts through the streets, leaving devastation in their wake. Vic, his eyes glinting crimson in the sunlight, reveled in the pandemonium he unleashed. His voice, commanding and cold, echoed through the tumultuous scene. "Behold, my minions! The time has come to assert our dominance over these feeble humans. Let their screams be the symphony of our triumph!"

Nicholas and Alexander exchanged a surprised glance before looking back toward me. "Well, I've been working on that," Nicholas muttered. "Like I said before. You can't cure true vampirism, as it's a complete change in the DNA. The Vicious, however, have corrupted DNA that can be, well, uncorrupted. While vampires result from an active gene in certain bloodlines and mutations, The Vicious are pieces added to it that can be removed. We don't have the proper means to remove it, though, without damaging the original DNA. Yet." I followed along easily enough, making note of this and nodding. "I can possibly help with my knowledge for

He had harbored a deep grudge against Victor for years, nursing a bitter resentment that had festered and consumed him. Petrov's vendetta was fueled by a twisted desire for revenge, and he sought to tear down everything Victor held dear. He began targeting our relationship, employing insidious tactics designed to drive a wedge between us. He sent anonymous messages, planted seeds of doubt and suspicion, and even went so far as to orchestrate carefully staged encounters that aimed to cast doubt on Victor's loyalty.

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE VALENTINA POV “ Le avrei strappato la laringe e le avrei scavato gli occhi. È una fottuta troia. L'ho fatto a persone che hanno fatto di meno.” (I would have ripped out her larynx and gouged out her eyes. she is such a fucking cunt. I've done it to folks who have done less. )