Violent Delights Have Violent Ends Novels & Stories

He was the demon everyone feared, yet loved. There was quite some controversy when it came to hatred because people hated and still loved him. She knew already of the fact that this family had a funny way that their first three wives die. But she didn’t know why they would die. “Well I will soon find out.” She told herself mentally. But first, the two ladies behind her need to help her. Her fate was intertwined with these two women, somehow. They reached a certain place and Violet shrieked again. The feeling she had when she just arrived, that was the same feeling again.

His face contorted and let out a loud growl, sending chills all over those who heard it. With that, I saw the nightmare come to life. I thought I had seen Dominic’s wolf turn wild but seeing him now, exceeded all my expectations. His mouth was dripping some foam as he moved swiftly throughout the field. At some point, I would say he was the angel of death, for everything he touches ended up being dead. With each passing moment, Dominic continued to show his anger and unfortunately for those who had seen it, ended up losing their lives in the process. I was prone to seeing some bloody violence but nothing compared to what was left of the Fire Valley. Maybe after this, calling it Death Valley

1 - Hard Limit (Not willing at all) 2 - Not interested 3 - Neutral 4 - Like It 5- Love it Bondage Blindfolds — 5 Bondage (heavy) — 5 Bondage (light) — 5 Leather restraints — 5 Chains — 5 Ropes — 5 Cuffs (leather) — 5 Cuffs (metal) — 5 Gags — 5 Suspension — 4 Impact/Percussion Spanking — 5 Flogging — 5 Whipping — 5 Canes — 5 Belts — 5 Riding crops— 5 Cat-o-nine —5 Wooden paddles — 5 Full body beating — 5 Hair pulling (receiving) — 5 Hair pulling (giving) —2 Face slapping — 5 Sexual activity

A hasty sweep of the rooms revealed that his mates had already passed through, and they had been both thorough and vicious in fulfilling their mission. “Fuck,” he ran his hands through his hair, before heading to the internal door that led into the original church. There were different levels of violence, and whilst he was not averse to employing violence, understanding that in war there was kill or be killed, the Triquetra had displayed an enjoyment in causing pain to those they fed in that worried him. If it hadn’t been for that violent tendency, he might have been less disturbed by the gore that Aislen and Heath had left behind, but on the back of it… it worried him. It was possible for a

I scream, driven mad by pleasure. "Like this, Bella, like this?" he asks, panting but not stopping his movements. He grabs me by the shoulders forcefully, ensuring I don't escape his thrust, our movements becoming violent and frenetic, like in a wild race. Spasms inside me start to appear, squeezing his member, causing him to start trembling in a violent climax that overtakes my entire body. I see him shudder and breathe heavily, a final thrust makes him empty himself inside me in a violent climax, as he sinks deep into my being. We both collapse, breathless, in each other's arms.

"After I kill you, she will be my own slave. Every night she will warm my bed, sleep under me, and I will take her every night, every hour. And you can't do anything about it; she can't escape it." The venomous words from Victor sent Dominic into a fit of rage, his face contorting into a snarl. Red-hot anger seethed through his veins as his heart pounded fiercely within his chest. The thought of Valarie, under the torture of that man, forced to bear the twisted desires that this sadist has, was almost unbearable.

"Scenario Four. Destroy Harlan first. Expose his crimes. Burn it all down." Alex looks at me. He cranks the vibrator to max. BZZZZZZT. He grabs my hair, pulling my head back. He slaps my pussy, hard. He bites my lip until it bleeds. It’s explosive. Overwhelming. Every nerve ending is firing at once. It’s too much pleasure, too much pain, a chaotic storm of sensation. "This is mutually assured destruction," Echo shouts over the noise of my own gasps. "It is cathartic. It is suicidal. You win, but you burn with him."

The raw, suffocating aggression radiating off Valeria's small frame was so intense it was literally vibrating the air in the room. I stared at Vespera’s arm, twisted backward at a grotesque, unnatural angle. The bones were completely shattered. Instead of being appalled or horrified by my wife's brutal, unhinged actions, the absolute final threads of my control violently snapped. The magnificent, terrifying sight of her violent dominance sent my inner wolf into a completely intoxicating frenzy. She wasn't a victim. She wasn't a fragile political pawn who needed my protection. She was an apex predator who had just violently claimed her fucking territory.

"Vengeance, retaliation, retribution, revenge are deceitful brothers - vile, beguiling demons promising justifiable compensation to a pained soul for his losses. Yet in truth, they craftily fester away all else of worth remaining." - Richelle E. Goodrich, The Tarishe Curse * * * * Yuri’s eye twitched dangerously as she strode down the hallways of the dormitories of Hati, with a chatterbox, namely Tohya Tanigawa, talking her ear off beside her.

"Governments are talking nuclear options. Containment at any cost." Penelope's eyes glowed brighter. "Then we don't contain it. We change it." "How?" Christopher demanded. "The same way we stabilized before – connection. The evolved aren't violent because of power. They're violent because they're alone." "A psychic network?" Sarah understood. "Like what Diana tried?" "But voluntary," Penelope nodded. "We share our stability." "That's suicide," Ashlyn protested. "The strain could kill you." "Better than watching the world burn."