Wicked Intentions Novels & Stories

Lucifer seemed to loom over him, his eyes blazing with an otherworldly intensity. "What do you want?" Mr. Wilson asked, struggling to keep his voice calm. Lucifer's lips twisted into a sneer. "I want you to make Welbeck look less like a secret Quadrillionaire," he said, his voice dripping with venom. Mr. Wilson swallowed hard. "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about. What does Welbeck have to do with anything?" Lucifer let out a low, menacing chuckle. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Welbeck has been using his wealth and power to manipulate the world for his benefit. And you, Mr. Wilson, have been helping him do it."

Whitemere continued, pointing his finger at her, “you will do as I say.” His meaning was clear and Elowen understood it perfectly. “So this is it?” she said with a small, bitter smile. “You want to use her to force me to withdraw from the movie?” She ran her hand through her hair in disbelief. When he could no longer control her with money, he chose her mother. Mr. Whitemere stayed silent for a few seconds. It was clearly his plan. He knew her weakness. And he used it without mercy. “If you don’t want your mentally unstable mother to be removed from that hospital,” he said without emotion, “you better do as I say.”

Wicked. Like a wolf with blood on its tongue. “Yes, Father.”

“Do you know Fann is called the wicked warrior because he likes wicked coupling?” “Wicked how? According to whom?” She turned towards him again as she shrugged and creased her brow. “I do nay know. Ellie said they call him the Wicked Warrior in the King’s court because of the things he likes to do when he couples. I do nay even know what wicked coupling might be. I had never heard of such a thing. She did nay say exactly what he did and she did nay say who decided it was wicked, but she did say that he has done some of those wicked things with her and that she is usually a bit worried at first but then decides she likes it, even if she still thinks it is too wicked and she should not like it

He had promptly answered his own questions, saying; that perhaps I meant the power of playing God, over the life of whoever was in the car with me. " Oh no." I had said with an exaggerated shudder. " The old man upstairs can keep his job. Why would I want to play at being some one with a bunch of self contradictory annoying rules." " If my parents could hear you." He had said with a chuckle. " They would condemn you to a life of eternal damnation." " Just like they condemned me." His voice was a low murmur at the last sentence. I knew it had not been meant for my ears.

She glared at Howie and resumed what she was doing. "Is that how you talk to the person who asks a good question? Did you enter school? Where are your manners?" Not trying to be rude, but Howard did not intend to insult Zannie. It's just the kind of joke for him, it's like there's just a sarcastic remark that he doesn't want to reveal. He got Zannie's habit—she's stubborn but that's one of the habits he likes about her. Though Zannie may not be a typical girl like the 'It Girl' or girly type that he met before, he admits that Zannie has her own charm and she can get anyone's attention.

Damn, what a temptation she is. Not edited

William said. "Kind Hearted! Yeah. Right. Then why did this kind hearted so-called innocent girl marry me when I sent her the letter clearly telling this I don't want to marry her? She is a gold digger bitch. Nothing more" Sebastian said in a disgusting tone. William kept quiet hearing this. Just then they heard a knock at door. "Come in" Sebastian said and Adrianna entered. "Hi babe" Adrianna said looking at Sebastian. William rolled off his eyes seeing this.

Carter’s POV Isabella was icing me out, well can’t say I don’t deserve it because I do. I knew if people saw us getting intimate at the glass room they would probably be repercussions and I didn’t do anything to stop it. I didn’t even do anything to stop it when George told someone had recorded us and if I wanted to do something to stop the video of us getting out. Hell I even knew someone was recording us but I did nothing because I’m selfish and a huge asshole who wants the world to know Isabella is mine.

And again. He flips forward. DORIAN. Then: I HATE YOU. A few pages later: LOVE, YOUR ORPHAN SISTER. His eyebrows climb. "What the…?" More pages scream: BREAK HIM. BREAK HIS FUCKING COLD HEART. Then another: I MISS YOU. With crying faces. Dorian lowers the diary slowly, staring at the wall. A disbelieving laugh escapes him. She is completely and utterly insane. Or obsessed. Actually, both. This was her grand plan? She wanted to seduce him, then break him? The absurdity of it almost makes him laugh again. Almost. Instead, a strange tightness settles inside his chest.