Wicked Ways Book Novels & Stories

“I’ll never use a spell without knowing what it does—I swear—I swear—please—fuck—please!” Lust’s fingers dragged over my lips, his expression twisted with dark joy. “Lesson learned?” he asked, smiling cruelly. “Hmm?” “Yes!” I wailed. “Yes, I swear! I’ll never touch a spellbook again—I’ll do anything—just—please—” Wrath didn’t stop. He grabbed my legs and pushed them back even further, folding me completely, drilling into my cum-dripping hole with brutal force. My whole body was shaking—slick, raw, wrecked. And they loved it.

I tilted my head slightly, allowing the corners of my lips to twitch, not quite into a smirk but close enough to provoke her. Should I? The unspoken question danced between us, daring her to reach for answers she didn’t want. She stumbled through her pain with surprising strength, announcing that she was the woman Lucian had slept with the night before. The honesty in her voice, the rawness of that confession, almost pulled a laugh from me. Because the irony was richer than the scotch in my hand. My flawless, careful, golden brother—the perfect heir to the Voss empire—had unknowingly tossed his little scandal into my lap. She had come here, broken and desperate, pouring her soul into the wro

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

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.

She quickly pointed on whatever she could make a conversation out from. Looking at it, he smiled. Walking toward the chair, he took a comfortable seat before calling her in with his hand. “Come.” Belle followed him blindly only for her to feel him pulling her in to sit on his laps. He wrapped his hand around her waist, slowly opening the book before her. Belle who was first flustered was surprised when she saw a beautiful illustration on the first page of the book. “This is…?” “It’s a famous story. About a witch and a demon,” Leon’s long finger slowly caressed the drawing. “It’s a very famous story in Hell and a comfort story for me”

She stops from roaming the shelves when she reads something interesting, she immediately takes that book. It's about human anatomy, she opened it. As expected, humans from here and from her previous life are not that different. There are some changes, but most of all are identical. She even sees some parts that seem still a mystery to them, she smirks and then pulls her pen out and starts to write something on the book. With explanations, she saw two types of body anatomy in the book. One is for normal and the other one if the one who could use elemental powers.

She slowly got up with trembling legs as I had stopped when she was just a few seconds away from having an orgasm. “Sit down” I said to Vivian and she quickly got on my lap. Her white shirt was already off and her big fair boobs and her hardened pink nipples were exposed. These two beautiful mountains have filled my imaginations and dreams for the past few months. I slowly buried my head in the valley between the two mountains and ran my tongue along it. “Ahhhmmm” she moaned as I pinched one of her nipples while my face was still buried in between her boobs. “Eat her pussy” I commanded Camila and she quickly got in between her legs and buried her mouth in her wet pussy.

MIA'S POV As I delicately turned the worn pages of the Book of Enchantments, my eyes widened in disbelief. Each incantation revealed a darker secret, a more malevolent power than the last. The ancient script described spells that could rend the very fabric of reality, summon creatures from the shadows, and manipulate minds with a mere whisper. My heart quickened as I stumbled upon a page filled with vicious curses, each word practically dripping with malice. The realization struck me like a physical blow – this book, revered for its enchantments, was a weapon of unimaginable destruction.

In a world full of craving wolves, she couldn't roam around like an innocent rabbit in the den's of her predator because she knows it too well, that a certain big bad wolf is preying on her. Waiting to devour every inch of her body. But instead of devouring her in a torturous way, her predator devours her in a more pleasurable and sensual manner. And she's the prey that is a willing victim. She's a prey bewitching her predator with her innocence, making her predator, the big bad wolf, breaking the rules.