Wanton Novels & Stories

I muttered, slouching in my seat. Driving with Cassandra was never easy, she detested driving behind coaches and big trucks due to their inability to go as fast as your average car, her aim is to swerve uncaring into another lane than serve back, completely ignoring the other cars surrounding her. All I could hear was honking, constant curses from other angry drivers. "Just great." Cassandra slammed both her hands on the wheels, an annoyed look on her face as she suddenly slowed down to the side of the pavement. "What is it?" I asked confused, looking alarmingly around us.

"What do you mean?" "It's her scent," Cain clarified, turning to look at Daniel. He could tell that Daniel was no more enlightened. "Have you ever been completely content, and then someone starts eating and you're suddenly starving?" Cain asked him. Daniel thought for a moment, trying to gauge where Cain was going with his analogy. "I satisfy myself only with what I need and then I stand next to her and this need, this lust, for blood washes over me." "So she makes you... hungry?"

the Don boomed in anger, I only laughed which seemed to fuel his anger, his minion tied me to the chair and I didn't even struggle, I was doing a staring contest with the beast who was throwing me daggers with his eyes, I think I found a new hobby, and it's digging my grave further, I already established the fact since a long time that my grave was already dug, I gave the beast a wink, digging my grave further, at least if they're going to tie my mouth, so I can't speak, I could at least use my eyes, maybe until he decides to pull them out.

Damien Where did you go last night." Lauren shouted. Damien rolled his eyes. "That's none of your business." He hissed. "Oh come one Damien, we had a special night last night. Don't start a fight. Where did you go?" She asked sternly. "Special? You're nothing but a low life whore who is just using me for money. And what we did was not 'special' I just did it cause I'm a guy and what guy would say no to sex? So as far as I'm concerned you were just a fuck. So if you really want to be a queen why don't you marry my father. He could really use a good fuck." Lauren's heart dropped. "W-what?" She asked shockingly. Damien smirked. "Now please get out of my room." He said calmly. Lauren's eyes wate

“May I ask why Wolan got riled up at the after-party. What was on your mind?” “I was craving for blood, so I thought to drain you dry for popping in to my wedding uninvited,” Anthony said. “How could you even think of draining an insane wolf who lost his—” Dominic growled, warning Christian to stop. Wolan was getting pissed, the beast hated people speaking of his late mate. Christian hushed, gazing at an angry Dominic, who was scowling at him. Christian raised his hands in a surrender. “Chill, man. I was going to ask what you were doing at a fake after-party.”

I'm too young for that. The car pulls to a stop in a fancy restaurant. The parking lot is surrounded by beautiful and expensive cars. His chauffeur steps out of the car and opens the door for us. Anderson steps out and I get down too. I've never liked fancy places. It's just too much. My family may not be poor but we weren't raced to fancy expensive things. We lived normal, went to normal diners and restaurants and not top notch places that screamed class. It's so not my thing. But I can't tell Anderson that, it will hurt his feelings.

Penelope was standing in front of the painting thinking about if that door took her to some other dimension or what? “Woah.” That’s all she managed to say with her mouth hung open, and her eyes widened as she circled around. “You didn’t tell me that you had a big ass library.” She didn’t even try to hide her surprise. “Well, now you know.” Damen turned back and looked at her. "Exactly how rich are you?" She was still in awe.

"Do you not know Vivian's family background when you choose to come here or you are just here to finish what your mother started?" "I don't think I get your point" "of course not! I don't know why you are here, neither do I care but one thing a can assure you is you will not get what you want by being disrespectful to my family. The only reason I'm trying to welcome you is because of Vivian not because of your wealth or whosoever you think you are. So don't favour and leave my tiny house right now and go look for your mansion where you belong. " I'm sorry but I think there's a misunderstanding here"

the bouncer said, voice pure gravel and smoke, “she’s even prettier up close. Look at that pretty pink cunt swallowing your fingers like it was made for it.” Damien finally pulled his fingers free with a lewd, wet pop that made my face burn. He shoved the glistening digits straight between my lips. “Taste how bad you want this,” he told me, voice low and filthy. “Suck them clean like the desperate little cockslut you are.”

"I couldn't stand it okay. Everyone is making fun of me and you have no idea how much I hate attention. I hate it when I'm the center of attention. I've never had that in my entire life." I sighed heavily after the last statement. Saying that seemed like I was heaving off a huge load on my chest. "But you screwed my lunch. You were supposed to be the good girl remember?" A good girl? "Damon what do you think I am? A whore? You can do whatever you want with and just do whatever you think you can?" "Fuck Alyssa!" "You don't get to curse with my name." He now getting me angry and God knows what we were fighting for. Suddenly he stopped the car that startled me because he'd been driving on a hig