Wicked Villains Series Order Novels & Stories

I get that you want to take your anger and frustration out on someone, but you are playing with fire girl, and you need to tread lightly, or you will get burned. “Respect your old man and learn to deal with Amelia Taurine no longer belonging to you.” Ele hisses, raising her hand once again, and she slaps Wicked across the face for a second time. “You fucking psychotic bitch!” Wicked sneers in a murderous tone, touching his cheek. Ele brazenly raises her hand for a third time and as she drives it forward, Wicked catches it, wrapping his fingers around her wrist like a band of fire. “I dare you to fucking slap me again, Eleni Drakos.”

I haven’t forgotten he tried to kidnap me and neither has Zale or Anders, but I feel for him and whatever trauma he has had that influenced him to make the bad decisions that led him here. “The Alpha heir of the Waterson Clan. She was his secretary and he used her as a test subject, he tested on her and my pups, and they all covered it all up.” He starts to explain slowly; every word dragged from him. “She wasn’t feeling well for days, neither were the girls. They went missing for three days, I could feel them for that whole time, but I couldn’t find them and no one believed me. Then the bonds snapped and they said it was a car accident. But I know that’s not what happened.” A feeling of déj

“With Elira’s name cleared, all the blood-guilt lands straight on Zafira,” Sorelle declared, her scent prickly with triumph. Sorelle Mistfang’s mother turned those cold, unblinking eyes on me, her voice sharp as winter air. “So, your wolf is the newcomer Vickon dragged into our den? Don’t blink, just answer did your claws destroy the bone-talisman?” Not once in all my calculations had I thought my first meeting with the High Line Matriarch, in this fresh spin of the timeline, would happen under a siege like this.

"For today's lesson we will talk about the four kingdoms of the underworld. The first one is Witherian Valley, The kingdom of witches and warlocks. They rule for 400 years in that valley. They make potions, spell and battle weapons. The ruler of that kingdom is King Edison and Queen Venice princess anica and prince harley's parents. The second one is Prawlian Valley the kingdom of the wolf pack. They rule that valley for 500 years until now. They have the most powerful warriors in the realm. The kingdom was ruled by their Alpha Jake Nickolaidas. Prince Pierce's Father. The third one is Crimson Valley. The kingdom of the Vampires. They rule that valley for 1000 years together with the Hera Ki

Not one. I glare at the wrinkled map spread out on my desk. The four cardinal parklands surrounding the King's capital, are most prominent. My eyes drift a little to the right and right there, behind a section of mountains, are the infamous Witches Kingdoms. My pack stands right on the outskirts of their kingdom, so we get our occasional influx of sirens and witches into my pack all looking for their mates... if they happen to have one. Before the new Aradia (Witche Queen), a witche mating with a werewolf would've been illegal and a cause of banishment. But Lois, my best friend, became the new Aradia and the practices of the old laws were no more.

The moment he came inside and saw what was happening, he snapped, "Abduction? Seriously? No wonder I couldn't find you two anywhere!" Jeremy then walked up to Mom and Thomas. He glanced at me before turning to the other two, hatred burning in his eyes. "Both of you played me for a fool and led me to have cancer. You still think you'll be leaving this place alive? No way in hell!" The sudden turn of events left Mom and Thomas in shock. Mom quickly pointed the knife she held against my neck at Jeremy. Amidst the chaos, Mom and Thomas were instantly distracted by Jeremy. I seized the chance and mustered all my strength to twist my wrists against the rough rope.

"A dead were-creature was willing to help him in exchange for great power. The plan is he helps Mr. Wilkinson find the were-creatures and in return, Mr. Wilkinson with his invention would put the control of all the were-creatures in the hands of his generation." "Stupid plan. Mr. Wilkinson is a lunatic. If he finds the wereworld, all were-creatures would suffer." "That dead were-creature is ambitious, that was what Nyx told me. Mr. Wilkinson is only a pawn. The real villain is the dead were-creature and his descendants. Nyx knew these, so with the help of my mother and me, she made sure Mr. Wilkinson patronized a spirit medium that would block every communication with the spirit of this were

He had never met a witch even once in his life… until now. “Sriwijaya Witch.” Rob spat forward in disgust. Within a few meters, the male witch stopped and cocked his head quietly. He exclaimed in a clear and emotionless voice, “You are allowed to turn around and discourage yourself from going wherever you are going now.” Rob took a step forward. “Since when did this street belong to you, traitor?” The witch smiled crookedly. “Since The Cursed and Wolvire gave me orders to stop you.” Saga and Justin gasped when they heard the word wolvire mentioned.

Second Witch Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble, ALL Double, double toil and trouble Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches' mummy, maw and gulf, Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark. Root of hemlock digg 'd i' the dark, Liver of blaspheming Jew, Gall of goat, and slips of yew, Silver'd in the moon's eclipse, Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips, Finger of birth-strangled babe, Ditch-deliver'd by a drab, Make the gruel thick and slab:

His moan… it scares me… I remember… how my dignity was stolen… I see the shadow of my dark past… Suddenly, I feel scared. Everything gets back to me. I feel my body shaking in fear… And tears started falling on the side of my eyes while feeling my body slowly getting weaker and weaker unable to defend myself. This is not happening again… I am not losing it again. I’m not… Please don’t… … EVANDER’S POV