Wicked Ways Book Novels & Stories

And her buttocks looked rounder and larger than before, he can almost touch her figure in the palm of his hands causing his whole body go into a cold sweat, especially after seeing the woman’s sleeve slide down her shoulders, revealing the upper side of her bosom, teasing him to grab hold of them. And her scent was enough to send him into euphoria, making his heart race, his breathing ragged, and his lower parts twitching and throbbing in frenzy. ‘She’s using magic to seduce me.’ He repeatedly told himself, grinding his teeth in desperation to keep his consciousness at bay, fighting off that sudden gush of sensation that clouded his judgement. After a few minutes of convincing, the idea fina

To my filthy girlies… this isn’t a love story. It’s a confession. Every story in this book is about women who were ‘good girls’ until they met a man who didn’t want good. He wanted wrecked. If you like it slow, go read a romance book. If you like it raw, if you like the sound of a spank echoing off a bathroom tile, if you like a man who looks at you like he wants to eat you alive… Then stay. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.

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 glanced back down at the leather-bound book resting on the floorboards beside her. The empty pages seemed to stare up at her, daring her to turn them. With a trembling hand, she picked it up again, the leather warm against her palm. She knew she should get up, should finish unpacking, should do something practical, anything to distract herself from the throbbing between her legs. But she couldn't. She was hooked. The anonymous writer had become a guide, a seductress whispering secrets into her ear, and Pinky was a willing student, desperate to learn every lesson.

Untouchable reputation. Except this wasn’t clean. This was leverage disguised as finance. This was control. Her fingers tapped lightly against the table, once, twice, three times. Then she smiled. Not because she was pleased. Because she understood. “They’re leading me,” she said quietly. And that—That made things fun. Cruz stood, grabbing her jacket, already moving. If Ivy and Sebastian thought they were setting the pace, they were about to find out just how wrong they were. Because Cruz didn’t follow trails. She rewrote them.

There were many forms of warfare, she thought grimly, and this was proving to be a particularly humiliating one. He read a few lines, then looked back at her. “You truly enjoy this.” “I enjoy knowledge. It is one of the few things that improves with handling.” He handed the book back, and their fingers brushed briefly against the leather spine before Halrem took it immediately. It was a stupidly small contact, meaningless by every reasonable standard, yet annoyingly noticeable all the same. She hated that too. Draevor stepped slightly closer afterward, not enough to invade her space, but enough for his presence to occupy the narrow garden path completely.

, She sighed before falling at loss of words. She couldn't say anything more and yet his evil eyes were now narrowed trailing her from head to toe. Right she knew it herself that she was stubborn and disobedient but at this time she couldn't make it, just his glare was making her tremble in response. It was unnerving it was like he was undressing her with his eyes.

- There would be detailed graphic scenes of abuse, sexual assault and other highly disturbing scenes. Do NOT read if you are triggered by- -Violence -Sexual abuse -Dark Manipulation -Mental Abuse -Physical Abuse -Blood -Gore -Mistreatment -Degradation I’m giving all the warnings beforehand, this book is not for faint hearts. It is extremely dark and disturbing! Meant for those who want to push their limits on the dark side. Hope you have a good read.

“It is wicked.” He kissed the throbbing spot on her neck and felt her shiver. “Why would something so natural be wicked? You think it is wicked because the church wants women to only know their husbands. That doesn’t mean what we are doing is wrong. This is what we were made for. As long as we are both enjoying it, why is it wrong? Let’s enjoy creating some wicked memories to keep secret together.”

“You are mine now… Aiden Lazarus” “I am… and will forever be… yours. My Lea…” -Sold To The Wicked Him