Wicked Beauty Novels & Stories

Then came the sound of heels clicking against the floor. Looking up toward the staircase, everyone saw a woman in a striking red body hug gown descending. Emily Havard was beautiful, no doubt about it. She moved with confidence, a practiced catwalk that turned heads. But she wasn’t Alexander’s type. Even he didn’t fully know what his type was. He felt nothing as she approached the table. She reminded him of all the women from his past, manipulative, wearing fake smiles, proud, and easy to see through. Yet something else entirely caught Alexander’s sharp attention.

My nipples perk up, threatening to cut through my dress, I loathed him, I loathed him for making my body react this way. "You look so fucking beautiful. So fucking stunning and all mine." He says in between our kisses, I'm beyond turned in at his words, "all mine." He repeats and I whimper as he presses my nether region with his leg. He leaves my face and trails kisses down my neck, at this point I'm a mess. I had fallen too far, I knew I had to stop, before I regretted it. Shoving him off I stare at him with absolute abhorrence. He smirks and looks at me up and down.

He would just have to be patient and not let his imagination run away with 'what ifs. "King Sullivan, you summoned?" A woman's voice came from behind them. The king turned around to look straight into the eyes of Vera. To say that she was beautiful was an understatement. She was flawlessly beautiful. Her round hips, full breasts and small waist caught the attention of every breathing male. The male servants could not concentrate on their duties when she came around. All eyes were on her. Not only was her beauty captivating, she was one of the most powerful witches known. She could sense every sexual desire of a man and fulfill every desire he had.

the woman said softly. Beauty slowed to a stop. "Who are you?" The woman's silver eyes shimmered strangely in the moonlight. "I've waited twenty-three years to meet you." Beauty took another cautious step. "Answer my question." Instead of responding... The woman looked at Alex. Then back at Beauty. Her smile faded. "They've found you sooner than I expected." Beauty's wolf growled. "Who?" The woman whispered only three words. "The Eclipse Order." Then... She vanished. Not ran.

“A smile might convince me not to take my business elsewhere.” I smiled, not willingly, but because of the gold band on Georgia's finger, and glanced over at her husband in the middle of a chat with friends. What a sucker! I thought. “Anyway,” Georgia winked, walking away as she called. “Enjoy the show.” A strange pang of guilt hung in my throat for a moment, then the lights dimmed. Sensual music filled the air as curtains parted; four masked women began to dance in rhythm as everyone applauded. “It's the Vixens!” Someone called.

They say love is stronger than lust. But Niu believed otherwise. Love might be powerful, sure—but the pull of raw desire? That was even stronger. Still, maybe it depends on the person. When someone cheats, they know the risks. They know they’re about to hurt someone they love. But the thrill? The rush? It’s so intoxicating that it’s almost impossible to resist. Once you give in, it becomes easier to do it again… until you’re hooked. Niu had always loved Leanne—for as long as he could remember. But the night he saw Kate dancing wildly on the floor, temptation hit him so hard that he forgot about everything—his feelings for Leanne, his vows to Claire, even his marriage itself.

“You can lie to yourself all you want, boy. But the truth doesn’t care what you believe.” I shook my head, but the air around me had begun to shift—thickening, humming with energy that felt too alive, too aware. The reflection—my reflection—moved when I didn’t. A cruel smile twisted on its lips, and crimson light bled through the cracks in the glass. “Stop it,” I said through gritted teeth. “Stop it!” “Face it,” the Wicked whispered. “Look closer.”

And in the chaos, she switched her own baby with the newborn in the next bassinet. That family was moderately well-off, and over the years, she secretly kept tabs on the child she had given away. Then, unexpectedly, she learned that the young woman had died in a car accident at the beginning of this year. From then on, she became consumed with resentment. Why was I, someone else's child, still alive when her own daughter had died? It should have been me who'd died! She spiraled into madness and, from that moment on, sought to ruin my reputation and make me suffer. That was why she deliberately lit the pleasure candle that day, only to end up with no useful footage at all.

Then he turned to look at the woman sitting opposite him who was engrossed in her world treating him like he was not present. .He bet that she didn't recognize him at all. Being the CEO of Brown co-op,he was on business news and sometimes entertainment news. Everywhere he passed, people would recognize him at first glance but it seemed this woman here didn't. Her face was pure and very beautiful. She looked like a lotus growing in the pond, despite the mud,it came out very pure. He found himself dazed Just looking at her as she concentrated on her work. For some strange reasons,he felt pulled to her. David had to admit that her beauty was unparalleled. She could outsmart even the top model i

He seems to put a drug on her, which makes her have no conscious at all. ”What a beautiful angel that was sent from the heaven. I am sure that you are a priceless treasure” They say that beauty is power, that beauty can be your most powerful weapon. Beauty is something that everyone must attain in order to be treated fairly in this world, but then? There is also saying that 'too much is dangerous'. The fact that Lily Morgan was such a beauty that can even be compared to those beauty that goddesses have. It also makes her feel a doubt whether she can be safe in this kind of world.