Wicked Intentions Novels & Stories

A wicked smile curled her lips as a sinister idea took root in her mind. She knew she needed to seize this opportunity, to tarnish William's image irreparably in Tessa's eyes. The thought of their marital bliss turning to ashes brought her twisted satisfaction. Cindy's gaze fell upon the small vial of sleeping pills she had brought with her, a devious spark flickering in her eyes. An idea, dark and cunning, blossomed in her mind like a poisonous flower. She could exploit the situation to her advantage, manipulate the circumstances to weave a narrative of deceit and betrayal. The hotel, with its unsuspecting staff, provided the perfect backdrop for her malevolent plot.

“Is it? When you looked into the Wicked’s eyes, tell me, what did you see?” “I saw…” I stopped, swallowing hard. The memory clawed its way back—those mismatched eyes, one red, one black. The same eyes I’d seen every day for years. My stomach turned. “No,” I whispered. “No, I’d know if—” “You did know.” The Wizard’s voice cut through me like a blade. “You felt it the moment he stood before you. You just refused to accept it. The Wicked isn’t Carter’s enemy, Charlie. He is Carter—everything he’s buried, everything the mark was meant to awaken.”

“You’re trying to tell me that the ends justify the means? Don’t even―no! So you’re trying to tell me that since you enjoying murdering people, you make it your purpose to kill everyone you think is a bad person and you believe that by doing so, you are freeing them from their sins and stopping them from committing more sins. Am I right so far?” Will sighed. His head stooped, weighed by the realization that Una, just like his mother, could never understand his reasons the way his dad did. “Please don’t hate me. I told you, I am aware of my choices,” Will pleaded. “And I can choose to change. For you. Anything for you.” “I know I’ll just end up like your victim.” “No! Why would I do that?” Wi

I have stolen a close friend's husband whom trusted me for years, stolen an innocent man's properties to which resulted for him to commit suicide, forged number of cheques and made an ordinary salary man pay for my crimes with lifetime imprisonment, fatally ruined an innocent woman's reputation after she woke up in another man's bed on the very day of her wedding, and secretly stolen a noble family's child and faked her death and all because inflicting pain and suffering brought me unimaginable satisfaction. The truth flowed freely, drowning me into its volume until my chest grew tight and I couldn't breath. Wicked. Immoral. Corrupt. Sinful. Despicable. Villainous. Hateful. Those vile words

He could practically taste the sweet satisfaction of seeing her face contorted in fear and regret as he exacted his revenge. But amidst the rush of excitement and anticipation, a flicker of doubt crept into Welbeck's mind. Was he really prepared to go through with this? Was revenge truly worth sacrificing everything - his family, his integrity, his humanity? The thought lingered in the back of his mind, a nagging voice of reason that threatened to derail his carefully laid plans.

Wicknace had spent decades bullying and extorting his fellow shifters. I shuddered as I thought of the women buried out in the woods, the victims of their animal nature and loss of human compassion. This was for them. Rocco had taken the trophy he deserved more than anyone. I remembered the poor scared woman from the square, I had no idea it was his mother. No wonder he created this whole crazy scheme with the mafia in the first place. Spitting out Wicknaces throat he immediately came running to me and nuzzled against my neck, checking I was okay.

“Exactly! I heard that you’re pregnant. I’m sure the child in your stomach will also become a scum of society in the future! It’s better to die!” Wicked! In the crowd, several big guys with tattoos had been inciting violent emotions in people right from the start. Tiger tilted his head and spoke into Wynn’s ear, “Madam, those few are taking the lead. I’ll call someone over.” Wynn frowned, but she nodded and said, “Just in case, don’t do anything if you don’t have to.” Tiger nodded and immediately walked aside to dial a number. Just as Tiger walked away... From the crowd, a woman wearing a mask suddenly rushed out. She directly splashed an unknown liquid that she was holding in her hand onto

,she smiled. "This has everything Sebastian on every wolf in the pack and their family. Nico and Ken did all the leg work and I think we did a good job. I added our rogue pack members which are full members as well",I kissed her as I slipped it in my pocket and sat to eat. I needed a few hours of home life before I dove into the traitors I hope there is only the five of them. Once Ava is asleep I head to my home office and plug the memory stick in and start going through every pack member. So far nothing stands out but the whores and Macy. Then it shows a link to Macy and Joker that makes me angry. She helped him create the werewolf meth.

The incandescent enmity that simmered beneath the surface fueled her relentless quest to undermine the authenticity of their connection. Armed with deceptively honeyed words and a veneer of concern, Tracey weaved a tapestry of half-truths and insinuations in her bid to poison Jace's perception of Marvis. Her efforts to plant seeds of doubt within him were executed with malicious intent, each whispered accusation forging shadows of suspicion that clouded Jace's once-clear judgment.

The city was a powder keg. Dante called. I answered on the first ring. "The Falcones," he snarled. "They hit us. They took everything. They've started a war." "The Falcones? That's terrible, Dante," I said, injecting the perfect amount of false sympathy. "You should have invested in better security. Or, you know, not frozen out your best asset." "You did this," he accused, his voice thick with unearned certainty. "I'm in Monaco, Dante. I'm legally divorced from you. I'm playing roulette. You're losing billions in antiques because you're cheap and reckless. Don't confuse my success with your incompetence."