Wicked Novels & Stories

There were different cliques all paired up in school. Among the boys,we had the most popular Frank Kingston of course,the popular, wealthy, spoilt kid that everyone wanted to be friends with. I still remembered how he humiliated me in fifth grade and said I would end up being poor just like my mother, pompous, spoilt bastard.I became angry anytime I remembered what he did to me in fifth grade. I was angry for many reasons. I was angry because he insulted me and I was angry at myself because I had a huge crush on him. Well, who wouldn't. I was fat and ugly but I had feelings too and I wasn't blind not to notice that Frank Kingston was a tall handsome human with blonde, short hair and brown ey

" You are a bit late for that, we already had our wedding night. " " Ok, I will not let you go inside till you gift me something. " " Oh, God !! Take my credit card. Get whatever you want. Now let me go. " " This card can not get what I want. " " Maya, you know my card has no limit. Why are you wasting time?? " " Take this back, I have my own. " " Ok, sorry what do you want?" " A cute little baby... " Awwww...so cute.

“You’re going to love this. I swear, Wick is the best person in the world to go spook housing with. He lets you cling all over him when you get freaked out. He doesn’t get annoyed when you scream in his ear. And just when you think you’re going to pee your pants from being so scared, he’ll laugh at one of the ghouls and make it feel not so scary at all.” “Yeah, no. Wick pisses you off when you go spook housing with him,” Darcy contradicted. “Nothing ever scares him. It’s no fun at all. I mean, you can’t spook the guy one bit.” “We have competitions of jumping out at places and trying to catch him off guard,” Izzy explained to me, before rolling her eyes Darcy’s way. “Darcy’s just sour that s

I look at the neat black hair between her legs , she gives me a seductive smile hooking her leg around my waist. " I need you so badly Azriel." she moans seductively in my ear. A growl erupts from my chest as I push her on the floor. " Don’t you dare ever touch me you filth." I growl glaring at her. Marica is a nymph who has power of beauty to wrap any men around her finger , she is the exact definition of beauty but from inside it's all dark and filthy. " Azriel." she yells standing up. " Cover yourself up Marica because your seducing spells dont work on me." I roll my eyes.

she asked him, licking her lips as she met his determined, unwavering gaze. Dakota glared back at the mysterious woman in front of him. He had never seen her before, but he could feel her powerful aura oozing out of her like lava. He had never felt anyone quite as strong as her. The woman oozed with dark magic, seemingly sucking the air out of the room like a black hole. Dakota raised his chin in the air defiantly, trying to keep the blush from appearing on his face. “That’s none of your fucking buisness, witch!” he snapped at the woman.

In the five years since she had been brought into the Silver Ridge Territory, Victoria had resorted to the silver cane only once. It was a thrashing so brutal that Avery’s wolf had whimpered in the dark, and her body had taken a full moon’s cycle to knit back together. Now, the cycle of cruelty was turning once more.

That couldn't go unpunished—he refused to accept that the witch would get away with it. Then there was the issue with Libia. Every time she spoke, it was like a child’s cartoon merging with a trashy reality show. Her brain didn’t seem to work right, which gave him headaches. So, his seduction-manipulation plan had to move forward quickly, or he might end up throwing himself from the top floor of his company.

But I remember your words so clearly now. Crysler, this time, everyone will know who is more powerful? And who deserves the position of the leader of the pack. It was never about power, Crysler, I loved you so much! And I thought you loved me, you cared for me. When I saw you with that girl, I didn't believe it. But you made it about power. Crysler, you chose power over your love. Lucy was right!!! She said you were The Wicked Alpha. And you proved it very well!!!

she asked in surprise. “Girl, this is the 21st century. I just go on social media and find whoever. Expect me to go in search of the guy that’s got my friend all worked up in her office. So, I stalked his i*******m,” Anaya babbled. “He’s got about three pictures there and a lot of grilled cheese pics,” she chortled. Theresa laughed. “I doubt he could even make tea.” “Which is why Theresa Marissa Gray, Mr. William Baskley is the perfect fit for you my friend amigo. I mean you can’t even make scrambled eggs to save your life.”

Kesakten Vampir Segawon. The words seemed to fill the gaze of Hugo who was opening the old book, reading it with growing impatience. These three words, if interpreted literally, mean the magic power of the wolf vampire, or wolvire's magic power. It contained everything a wolvire could do, in this case, of course, an ordinary wolvire.