Villainous Penumbra Novels & Stories

He was often suffocated. Liam's attitude was an added factor to that. The alpha had a scar on his eyebrow making one think that he was a gangster. That he could kill anyone blocking his way. His serious composure when he met him the first time gave him a shiver and thought that this alpha will surely force himself on him. He was afraid and afraid on that first night he slept in the mansion after Liam took him away... afraid for Liam to enter his room… but no alpha entered the room.

I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain. 一 What are you still doing in front of me? 一 I asked and started to leave, but the girl brutally pulled my arm. 一 You attract attention wherever you walk 一 She uttered the words with hatred and squeezed my arm 一 You're going to lose everything 一 She threatened almost spitting and then I smiled evil. 一 Who do you think you are to threaten me? 一 I asked pulling my arm with all my strength. 一 Your worst nightmare 一 He said with hesitation in his voice.

Sinister gave a low chuckle, "That Banks one got me by surprise I have to admit." “James has the folders." “Then we'll just have to find him," Sinister suggested. “No, he- I don't think it'll be that easy. James thinks that- that-" “What are you talking about? Why Won't he? As far as I'm concerned he's one of those do-gooders.” “You don't get it! He thinks Vincelli has Violet against her will but she's working with Vincelli just like Rebecca, Vitaly, and Rosalie.”

Damien's POV As I approached my car, my eyes fell upon the reflection in the window – a magnificent creature that I knew was now a part of me. A black wolf stood before me, sleek and powerful, its fur glistening under the moonlight. Two distinct white spots adorned each side of its abdomen, like silent companions in the darkness. A single grey patch on its forehead added an air of mystery to its already enchanting presence. I couldn't help but admire the wolf before me. Its form exuded strength, grace, and an untamed beauty that resonated deep within me. The wolf's eyes, a brilliant shade of amber, held a certain wisdom and understanding, as if it had been waiting for me all along.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Anika was thrilled until she laid eyes upon the tour guide instead. Damien Laskaris, the fourth strongest warrior in Shadow Pack, did not want to be a warrior, instead he was a storyteller and a tour guide in the small town of Paphos. He wanted nothing out of life until he met his client who took his breath away from the moment they met. Will Damien fight for her love or will he ket her go like anything else in his life? 📌Omega's Onslaught An attack, a rejection, a reclaim

What a prophecy filled with goodness. However, immortals believe that in addition to these virtues, there are bad characters such as an angry, argumentative, ambitious and heartless person. Then, here's where things will get bad. These bad traits will increase in level of vices when combined with the red moon and holy blood. All melted into one. That's why INDICENT originally wanted to kill Barbara as soon as she was saved from the clutches of the devil. However, Mr. Adinata's cunning led Rokan Allegro to believe that Bara would not be a threat if she remained under their care.

The comb disappears into the dark below, toward the shimmering veil of the Forbidden Zone. I realise, with a calm that does not belong to a dying woman, that I will follow it. Liam tilts my face up to his. He does this gently, with one hand, the way you tilt a lover's face to kiss her. His blue-and-purple scales are flecked now with my blood. His silver-tipped fins catch the last of the twilight the way the comb did. He is beautiful. He has always been beautiful. I hate him with a depth I did not know I had, because I am, or I have been, a queen who kneels in the market to sing babies to sleep and who has been told all seven months of her reign that she is too soft for this throne.

Emily opened her mouth to object to the decisions being made, but Paoli gave her an almost panicked look of warning over his shoulder and she hesitated. A moment later, William's imprisoning arms dropped away and he slowly moved back to her other side, also shooting her a dire look. She closed her mouth on all the things she wanted to say, her mind racing with panic. This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. She couldn't become… She cast a look at Paoli and considered the irony that she now stood beside a blood-sucking vampire, and he was her ally. She looked to William and remembered him exploding into a bear-sized wolf.