Wicked Book Summary Novels & Stories

I provoked. His lips slowly curled up, revealing a sinister smile as he gently closed his laptop, put it aside, and threw his phone to the ground. He stretched his hand and grabbed my legs, pulling me toward him. He pounced on me, his eyes dark and dreadful. He was like a wolf who had caught his disobedient prey... He grabbed my breast, pressed down, and bit my lower lip. The pain made me shiver. He licked my lip, blood showing on his tongue, which I was certain was mine. He caught my lips and kissed hard, his tongue ravaging my mouth. But the kiss was forceful and quick___ like a punishment.

"Well I read but not all the time due to my busy schedules. I do have some favorites" "Recommend one then." Jax went to a shelf and brought out a book which he gave to Ricciardo. "The Villain's redemption by Winwrite." Ricciardo read out the title. "Yes, it's a great book." "What is it about?" "It's about a villain who did a lot of bad things due to his misunderstandings. But he realized his mistake, changed his ways and had a good life." Jax informed him. "It's a nice plot, why do you like it though?" Ricciardo asked.

What was a book like this doing in his mother's collection? Hesitantly, he read on. It was an erotica, but unlike any he’d skimmed before. This one was relentless, visceral. It followed two main characters: a cruel, hedonistic prince and a cunning commoner who clawed her way to power by becoming his fiancée. The narrative was a twisted dance, first painting her as the ambitious heroine, then pivoting to dissect the prince’s depravities with a clinical, almost sympathetic eye. Just as it dared you to understand him, it revealed the commoner’s ultimate betrayal, transforming her into the story's true villainess.

She would however change the topic whenever I probed. 'Scarlett. ' She warned when I stretched my arm to pick it up. ‘ If I am a warlock like you claim then I need to know. ' No matter how hard I tried to turn around and face Astra, my eyes remained glued on the book. It was as if it's presence was compelling me to open it and go through every page. A wooded box sat beside it, catching my attention all of a sudden. I closed my eyes to shove down the itch, to regain control over my emotions. ' Yes Scarlett, it is a book of spells, written by different warlocks over the years. '

If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex. If you’re a fan of fantasy series with werewolves, demons, vampires, witches, gods and whatnot, you can read THE WICKED GAMES, which is the first in the series called The Spirileaxus Saga. Unfortunately, none of the books in this series is standalone, so you have to read them in chronological order. You can also go for CURSED BLESSINGS. Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones.

The one where things ended up badly. I had reached a brick wall because it didn't tell me anything about the things I saw in that room. I knew that I could not rest, not until I find out what they are and what they do. I tried something else. I googled an Author, Shayla Black. I saw her books, there was a lot but I was only interested in one, Wicked Ties. I read a summary of the book and they spoke about BDSM.

"So, do you have any questions regarding this not-so-good bedtime story?" Gavin chuckled at her question before nodding in response. "About that secret organization, what exactly was it for?" "For protecting the Wilburn family. And for eliminating their enemies they could not get rid of them legally. So, yeah. I admit that I killed countless men because I was blinded by love and money."

He felt immense power flowing inside of it, and he instantly sensed something terribly wrong about the book. It gave off the aura of darkness and malice, and despite the fact that he had already obtained it, the book caused his wolf to awaken and roar loudly. The werewolf king couldn’t help but to retreat from it instinctively, terrified of what the books would do to him. However, despite his panic, his fear did not last long, for a moment later, the book started glowing, turning itself into the purest form of light that he had ever seen.

“You are mine now… Aiden Lazarus” “I am… and will forever be… yours. My Lea…” -Sold To The Wicked Him

She quickly pointed on whatever she could make a conversation out from. Looking at it, he smiled. Walking toward the chair, he took a comfortable seat before calling her in with his hand. “Come.” Belle followed him blindly only for her to feel him pulling her in to sit on his laps. He wrapped his hand around her waist, slowly opening the book before her. Belle who was first flustered was surprised when she saw a beautiful illustration on the first page of the book. “This is…?” “It’s a famous story. About a witch and a demon,” Leon’s long finger slowly caressed the drawing. “It’s a very famous story in Hell and a comfort story for me”