Wicked Book Summary Novels & Stories

I couldn’t help myself as I was immediately absorbed into the main character’s world. True to his word, it was werewolf erotica. This particular book started with a heated, frantic lovemaking session in a moon-drenched forest to introduce the character’s predicament. Apparently, she’d been caught in her heat by a man who was not her mate. And now, she was pregnant with an illegitimate child.

To everyone else, she was the epitome of success: a stunning, commanding manager of her father’s company, dripping with elegance, the kind of woman others dreamed of becoming. But behind closed doors, her path to power was paved with secret, cum-soaked deals, sucking, fucking, and riding her way to the top, one dirty contract at a time. Older men, their cocks hard for her, their signatures even harder to get without her bending over or dropping to her knees. Her one ironclad rule? Never get caught. So far, giving in to their filthy demands had only propelled her higher, made her father gush with pride over his daughter’s “business genius,” oblivious to the sticky, sweaty fucks that sealed he

“Yes.” “Wow,” she said in equal measure of awe and horror. This book was a deabru spellbook of sorts. It had caused more than its fair share of havoc on her family. The spell that tore her dad’s soul in two, causing him to live a split existence as twins for hundreds of years came from that book. The spell that killed Balric the Betrayer’s son came from the same book and started a spur of murders through him, Mom, and Ian that took almost a hundred werewolf lives cause of it.

"I admit, I'm like that too. I even tend to blame other people. But thank you, I reflected the right away. Just the amount I did wrong and when I return to the company, I will fix my mistakes." Zannie smiled from ear to ear. Little did she know, that Howard's honesty could quickly change her mood. As she said to herself before, she has no intention of getting to know Howard but it looks like she will have a reason to start getting to know him. Because the man in front of her is like a book—a book with a beautiful cover and with its beauty, it's undeniably intriguing to read its content. So, is this a start of a ceasefire between the two of them?

I stomped my right foot hard on the ground, feeling my skin bubble through the fire. Yield the wickedness. --the Moon Goddess chose you?! I stumbled. Sebastian’s words echoed in my head. He didn’t want me there. Xavier hadn’t wanted me. YIELD THE WICKEDNESS! Ajax hadn’t wanted me. Elena hadn’t wanted me. With a choke, I yielded. Yes, my Queen. Yield it all. It tore me apart. My limbs went first, then my eyes, then my nose, then my lips. The heat consumed me, and I smiled through the pain.

The Wicked roared in my skull, clawing at my mind. Take him. Bind him. Kill him. “STOP!” I shouted, voice splitting. “Charlie, stop—please—don’t—” But he kept moving. Even as the ground cracked beneath me. Even as flames spiraled around my arms. Even as my veins darkened, crawling up my neck, reaching toward my face. Even as the Wicked swelled within me, hungry, powerful, unstoppable. He reached me anyway. He grabbed my face between his shaking hands. And for a split second—just one, fragile heartbeat—the world went quiet.

Her charges of abduction, battery, and abetment were already serious enough. But what hit the nail on the head was that Mom had tried to kill her own daughter. "Evil Mother Used Black Magic to Kill Her Daughter". "Despicable Witch Stole Luck for Adopted Daughter, Only to Make Her Contract AIDS". "Cruel Mother's True Intentions Revealed in Recording". The internet was filled with news headlines of what had happened. Rage consumed the netizens. "Not even a wild animal would eat their own young! This woman is utterly horrendous!" "Did she use black magic to harm her own flesh and blood? How despicable! She deserves to suffer a horrible death!"

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

FORBIDDEN CRAVINGS Story 1: His Little Secret (Lila’s POV) I woke up with my body still humming from last night. My pussy felt sore and sticky — Ethan’s cum had dried on my thighs, but I could still feel the ghost of his thick cock stretching me while Alex listened from his room. My cheeks burned as I remembered moaning louder on purpose. I had wanted my brother to hear me. I slipped on a tiny white tank top and pink cotton shorts with nothing underneath. My nipples were already hard against the thin fabric. When I walked into the kitchen, Alex was already there.

Will turned back to her and said, “Don’t get me wrong, I know I should stay away from you because people like you shouldn’t be with people like me. I know that people like me don’t get the chance to be truly happy, Una. Because people like me get locked up and rot to hell. But for you, just to be with you, Una, I will risk it all.” There was so much pain in Will’s voice, she thought she might just concede and welcome him back in her arms. But the things she read in his journal brought back the hatred she felt. Will killed a lot of people. Will could cry and beg but she wouldn’t really know if it had to do with actual remorse. No, she couldn’t let his state of misery and a promise of complete