Wicked Book Tiger Scene Novels & Stories

Everyone held torches lit in fire, roared furiously in their wolves’ voices, and barged into the village, connecting to the forest. The forest bowed, went ablaze, the fire went red. Its flaming spread, the trees lit like torches streaked with light. An enormous black smoke filling up the air. Burnt corpses scattered all over the place. Some of its eyeballs, legs, pieces of each part of the body, organs, hearts, blood littered around the fire, around me, smelled like roasted meat mixed with the stench of death as it passed my nostrils. I morphed my hand into claws and wiped off one of their necks.

They follow the most muscular wolf, and if you're sick as alpha, you better have eyes in your neck before you're stabbed in the back. "Oh shit!" Dior swears, and I stop running, staring at the undead tiger before us. It must have run ahead of us, and now it's showing its teeth, making these hissing sounds. Its fur is orange, but a soft grey underneath all the blood dried on its coat. Like the bear, the eyes are an angry red. Ice-cold fear trickles down my spine, and I whine at what appears to be a zombie tiger. "No way can you fight that thing—it's massive!" Dior seems awake enough to look around the scene. He then taps my shoulder, making me turn to the right and stare at the river down the

Since she entered the portal, she already saw a drop of water everywhere. "Attack me one more time." She mouthed, the eyes of the wolves widened. She smirk. Not edited

- There would be detailed graphic scenes of abuse, sexual assault and other highly disturbing scenes. Do NOT read if you are triggered by- -Violence -Sexual abuse -Dark Manipulation -Mental Abuse -Physical Abuse -Blood -Gore -Mistreatment -Degradation I’m giving all the warnings beforehand, this book is not for faint hearts. It is extremely dark and disturbing! Meant for those who want to push their limits on the dark side. Hope you have a good read.

Her smile vanished a little and she bit on her lower lip looking at me. "Oh Wolfie boy," He moaned and stepped a little backward on the stairs to sit on the top one out of the water. My tongue unknowingly licked all across her midriff and tinu waist. She moaned with my touch and kept feathering my neck with her hands. I howled slowly feeling aroused too and took my tongue closer to her wet pussy. She parted her legs for me and I licked her. "ahhhhhhhhhhhh, oh myyyyyyy Goddddddddddddddd,"

She batted her lash at me and bit on her bottom lip nervously waiting for my reply. “What can you do huh?” I said and began to walk closer to her. I didn't know what the fuck I was doing and why I was walking towards her but I just followed my instincts. She began to back away until her back touched the wall and I then successfully closed up on her. “Are you sure you have what it takes to do my bidding, little vixen?” I whispered into her ears, and my lips brushed her earlobes which made her shiver. “I have always had what it takes, but I’m sure you don’t, Adrian,” She pushed me away and glared at me, making me let out small hearty laughter.

“A snotty wolf brat dares defy Cumoreen?” Ligon emerged from the smoke, drenched in blood. “Do you still see a child before you?” His voice rolled through the smoke, dark laughter rumbled from his chest “Then let this child be your final tutor.” He raised his claws, fangs flashing in a bloodstained grin. “Lesson one, old fools. Wolves bite back.” He lifted his claws and darkness surged like a loyal beast unleashed. It burst from him in a thousand tendrils, hungry, coiling through the air like ink bleeding into water. The palace light dimmed as the shadows shaped themselves into blades and fangs to attack

When I opened my eyes again, he had a smug smirk that I had the urge to wipe away. Before I could even respond, he ran with me, across the room, to pin me between his body and the wall, his mouth dropping down to bite along the vein in my neck, one of his hands moving my underwear to the side, pushing a finger inside me, rubbing circles around my clit with his thumb. I moaned, my head falling back against the wall, hips moving instinctively with him. That was bold… and unlike him. That was when I noticed. His eyes had darkened until they were almost black; his wolf was at the surface. His control was waning, and quickly.

It sat with remarkable calm despite the growing circle of staring servants, occasionally flicking its ears as if deeply unimpressed by southern civilization. A black card hung from the collar and Halrem took it. `For the Wicked One Who Does Not Fear Teeth. He bites only when ignored too long. — D.K.‘ There was a full second of silence. Then Halrem closed her eyes. Selene, against all wisdom, whispered, “It is adorable.” Halrem turned her head making Selene corrected her words immediately, “Monstrous. Entirely monstrous.”