Vicious Six Novels & Stories

“You can decide not to tell me. Or, should I force it out of you?” “How, Lana? How is that possible?” She cackled, moving her fingers to his crotch. “By pleasuring you,” she whispered, winking at her. “I would love that. But, we have a real problem.” He increased his voice so that Viktor could hear him. “Wordsworth killed six of our people.” Viktor tightly gripped the wheels. “It must be a reprisal for killing Ovia and Sebastian,” he interjected. “They should be apologizing instead of retaliating.”

I said and he scoffed once again but this time he didn't try to defend himself. Looking at the last one in the room I took a deep breath. "Viha" I whispered while looking at Alaric. "Also known as wrath, known to show any form of anger sometimes even during a calm conversation, emotions tend to be intense" I said leaning forward a little as his eyes flashed a deep red.

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.”

, he said. Ax was really brave, in fact he came up with the name of their group - the deadly 6. He gave them that name not because they were the strongest vampires; they were not, although they made themselves appear that way by their reputation. He gave them that name because they were the only vampires brave enough to take dangerous risks other vampires were not willing to take. They were deadly risks, like going into the territory of the werewolf and coming out. So for their death-defying risk, Ax named them the deadly 6. As they moved inside the court, it was packed to capacity. There was no space to even move inside and they had to settle with staying all the way at the back where they

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.

"I knew she would freak out," Death says from behind me in an I-Told-You-So sort of tone "Freak out? You just pulled me through a flipping mirror!" I scream at him, as I cross my arms tightly over my chest "I don't have short-term memory loss, I know what I did," he says snottily, crossing his arms back at me "Why I outta," I lift my fist taking a step towards him "Alright, violence will do nothing," a woman stops us, she had brown wavy hair cascading down her body to her elbows and a golden flower crown on his head with brown eyes, but boy, she was glowing and so beautiful, definitely a Goddess.

someone says. “Any alive” Vic asks ever the air of cool confidence and authority. Why Vale’s, the bosses right hand man has been a mister to me because Vic would be better at the job. “Four injured, six dead and two knocked out” Lowry says. “Get them back to cell blocks and string them up” Vic says then turns on his heals and heads out to the awaiting SUV, leaving Marco and myself behind to finish clean up, innovatory and final sign offs. It’s late by the time I walk back into the house and I’m fucking beat, I want to eat maybe hit up a bird for a quick fuck and get some sleep.

Caught in this sudden backstab, they didn't even get the chance to fight back. "DENNIS ZEPHER!!!" Inside his Level 6 tank, Victor watched the scene unfold, on the verge of exploding with rage. His eyes flooded with blood in an instant, the veins on his neck bulging like a wounded beast's. "You played me?! You're wiping out my entire guild for some outsider?! If you're not going to let me live, then I'm taking you down with me!" Victor had completely lost his mind. He knew he wasn't walking away from today alive, but he wasn't going down without a fight either.

After our engagement, the six of us friends agreed to take one last trip together before the wedding. That night, my friend Anders Greer suggested we play a "24-Hour Couple Swap." Anyone who drew matching symbols had to act like a couple for the next twenty-four hours. Whoever drew a blank card could only take pictures and carry everyone's bags. In the first round, I drew a blank. My fiancee, Brielle Rice, and Anders both drew moons. They held hands while watching the sunrise, while I followed behind carrying three people's bags. In the second round, I drew another blank. They both drew roses. Their penalty was to hug for one minute. Everyone crowded around, cheering them on, while I sto

"Do you think we have other options besides killing him and removing him from this world permanently? If we aren't quick enough then we would be the one getting killed. Besides, can we all please accept the fact that he deserves death? Have you even thought of hundreds of innocent souls he took away just to make things work his way? Years ago your colleague and friends was brutally murdered by him. And with more cruel ways he have returned back only proves that many more murders were involved in the way. And now your best friend is fighting for his life and why? Because of that bloody bastard Azvameth." I was fuming with rage as all the memories of Azvameth deeds and the pain he caused every