Wicked Within Novels & Stories

I could feel my powers coming back, but I knew deep inside me that it was only a tiny fraction of what I could do. Especially with the darkness in me. She gulped hard and settled back on the table. “Are… are you Aguya?” Her voice was tiny. “No, I’m way worse, darling.” I chuckled a bit. “I’m Eve. Wicked Eve.” As pale as a sheet, her skin whitened. “You-you’re Wicked Eve?” “Yes, yes I am. Don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you. But I need your help.” “B-But Wicked Eve is… she’s so powerful! There’s no way you’re her!” She said defiantly.

The confession stung a little but I consoled myself and said it's because of his anger that he said such. "People like you have a special place in hell, I tell you" he said looking at me angrily. "People like me" I scoffed. "People like me own empires in hell" I uttered in confidence. " You are wicked , pure evil" he shouted in frustration. "Thank you" I responded sarcastically.

But only I have the sense to decipher that in this godforsaken family. And did she call me wicked? A wicked seduction? Whom did I ever seduce? “I never seduced anyone in my life—you sick, jealous, bitter bitch? It is not my fault, either, that no man has looked your way. You might be the wicked one, and your open wickedness is pushing the men out of your way, don’t you think so?” I shoot back.

He finally spoke,his voice filled with indifference. His uncaring attitude shattered something in me. A surge of emotion swam through me, betrayal,heartbreak,rage. I heard several gasps as a sudden light erupted within me,surging through my veins like wildfire.. My body trembled as the sudden change took over me,every muscle twisting and reshaping as power and pain collided. I gasped,my scream shifting into a low growl. When the light faded,I stood there on four legs,although I was smaller than most wolves,my red fur shimmered with an ethereal glow,and my eyes burned with defiance. The crowd stared,And for the first time,I felt whole.

On the outside, I was what they expected from a woman at the top—elegant, powerful, intimidating. But inside? Inside, I was something else entirely. I was a storm in hiding. A fire buried beneath five years of ice. Every heartbeat in my chest was fueled by memories I could never erase—of betrayal, of injustice, of nights I cried alone, of dreams I was forced to bury.

Daryl’s blade flashed up, slitting its throat — but instead of blood, black smoke poured from the wound, wrapping around his arms. Varrow ignored the fight, stepping toward the door. “All these years,” he murmured, tracing the blackstone with one hand, “and I finally stand before the source.” The voice from within the vault purred. “Varrow. The leech who drinks my blood yet fears my teeth.” Varrow’s expression flickered — anger, then hunger. “We’ll see who fears who when you’re mine to command.” Killian’s shadows lashed out, trying to drag him back — but Varrow turned with inhuman speed, slamming a talisman into Killian’s chest. It burned, magic locking his limbs as his knees hit the ground.

He was talking about us being in a relationship. Wicked, the biggest man whore in the Black Aces was talking like he wanted to be in a relationship with me. **** We had nasty shower sex the next morning. Or at least I assumed it was nasty. It sure was a workout. If Wicked hadn’t kept his hands firmly on me I was pretty sure I would have fallen and cracked my head open. But he didn’t let go. And I didn’t fall. What I did have were several mind-numbing orgasms. And I wanted more of them. I always had been a bit greedy. Being with Wicked was bringing that side out in me.

Lila’s heart slammed against her ribs like it wanted to burst out. She sat frozen on Ethan’s lap, his thick cock buried all the way inside her dripping pussy. Every tiny movement made her feel him even deeper. Alex stood at the fridge, the soft light spilling across the floor, only a few feet from where his little sister was secretly riding his best friend’s dick.

I felt so fucking horror! I was about to go out the shower room when the door slides close. I yelped in shock. What the hell is happening? This isn't a horror, right? I am in reality and not in a movie! I looked at the vanity mirror when I saw a word written in there. It was written... with an ink of blood... As I read it, it was like my soul left me. "Welcome back to cruelty, brat." — F

“My dear girl, you have to know that you are everything to Dezmon and therefore greatly important to me. Dezmond is my son and now you, my daughter. Your life is worth ours, and we would sacrifice ours without hesitation to save yours.” “Let’s get back on track, what are the prophacies about?” Dez asked, I could hear the emotion in his voice. “Yes, yes, of course. Where to begin?” We all gazed at Viktor with anticipation. “Let us start with the witch...Not much is known of her. She birthed a miracle, a daughter. It is said that this child was a witch but no ordinary witch. She was a hybrid.” Dez interupted, “What kind of hybrid?” “Dezmond, mind your manners, you know not to interupt.” Dez lo