Wicked Musical Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She watched him vanish into the trees, praying no one else saw the High Alpha fleeing his own mate's bed. Back in the shadows of the nursery, the truth lay hidden. Sadie wasn't Hudson's daughter, and she wasn't Victoria's. She was the stolen Monroe heir, a child Victoria had poisoned with growth-stunting drugs for years to hide her true identity. Every agonizing injection Victoria had forced upon the girl was a brick in a wall of lies that was finally starting to crumble. If Hudson reached the Isle, he wouldn't be finding a marriage—he would be finding a war.

She likes pearls they're visible in her decorations. His mother, does she like me or hate me? I achieved what I planned anyway. I open my eyes, and Lucian is not in the room anymore. His taste tells his behavior. This room is too organized, he barely lets people in. He comes back with a violin, takes out the bow among his collections, and sits to play along with a record. Back turned against me, he tries the first time and fails. “Make use of the other room.” What is in there exactly that he wants me to leave here? “I will for sure.” I roll my eyes. If authority wasn't his shield, I'd have mentioned that he treats people like footnotes. I make myself even more comfortable.

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.

Katara is looking at the Duke with a serious face, he really blames her for her daughter's disappearance. She doesn't know his intention for kidnapping her, but she knows it's not good. She's starting to regret saying to the mistress to follow her heart because she really did, really sometimes we don't really need to follow our hearts but because the mistress's heart is with her lover she flees with him. Grrr!

I have so little time with Sierra and she comes with none of the virgin baggage I'm accustomed to so why waste a single minute? I release her breast and take the other into my mouth, sucking until her sighs turn to heavy moans. She's more than beautiful. When I release her this time, I give a gentle tug to her hair and watch as her eyes slowly open. My voice is throaty and filled with emotion. "Are you sure, Sierra? I want you badly, but I'm not a good man." Her lips form the naughtiest of smiles. "The last thing I want is good. Be very, very wicked with me, Sarn, because that's what I will be with you."

I have so little time with Sierra and she comes with none of the virgin baggage I'm accustomed to so why waste a single minute? I release her breast and take the other into my mouth, sucking until her sighs turn to heavy moans. She's more than beautiful. When I release her this time, I give a gentle tug to her hair and watch as her eyes slowly open. My voice is throaty and filled with emotion. "Are you sure, Sierra? I want you badly, but I'm not a good man." Her lips form the naughtiest of smiles. "The last thing I want is good. Be very, very wicked with me, Sarn, because that's what I will be with you."

Her eyes dilated as I stepped closer with a dark smile. “Do you know that Wilder is cursed? You might not want to believe me but if you ask the maids, you’ll get an answer. Wilder is cursed and his previous girlfriends all died when they were taken in. Wilder and I have decided to use you now to see whether the curse is broken or not. If it isn’t then you’ll die, Wilder and I would eventually get married and adopt kids but if you live, we would take away the kid from you and train it. It’ll be ours, we are only waiting for Gloria to die so we can execute our plans because she’s against our union” I replied and her eyes widened with amazement. I could see that she was struggling to believe my

Darrick's cries mix with mine, a symphony of sorrow, But I turn and walk away, leaving him kneeling, alone tomorrow. I turn back to face Darrick, resolute and firm, "I omega Vixen Blackhart, daughter of omega Phillip reject you, Darrick was my given mate " I declare, as my mate, forever to confirm. Darrick's face crumbles, hope extinguished in his eyes, "I wish you well," I say sincere, for his future, a peaceful surprise. May you find peace and love, but not with me,

Someday, I will be your undoing, you will beg for my touch, and every kiss will be as empty as your heart, leaving you desperate and unfulfilled, until every thought leads back to one person. Me. Yours Wickedly, Sierra. Unable to contain myself, I screamed into my pillow until my cheeks flushed bright pink. I can't believe I wrote that. It's a good thing, because he'll never read it. I picked up my cell phone and dialed a number. “You've reached the FBI's private hotline,” the automated voice spoke. “Who do you wish to speak with?” No matter what happens, I was going to be the reason Don Dante Spinelli's empire burned.

I let out a choked laugh as another bout of desire burst in my veins, rushing straight to my hardening dick. “Do not try me, Mr. Wick,” she whispered menacingly. “I had defied you and your father once in your crusade against innocent humans. I have fought in the war against your Culling Army. I have eluded you for six long years. You cannot touch me and my family.” “And if I do?” I said tauntingly with a smirk on my lips, as if I wasn’t being asphyxiated at the moment. “What if I dare to touch you and your family?”