Wicked Within Novels & Stories

I heard him say wickedly and those words sent heat blossoming deep in my pussy. It’s going to be pretty steamy tonight.

His lips… argghhh I don’t want to lust over those glossy and crimson pouty lips! I badly need to confess and beg for the lord's guidance. I think I am enchanted by evil spirits. A spirit that could make me tremble, pissed off, and thrilled.

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.”

Wicked: Kristen couldnt breath as she reached her bedroom door. Her body was shaking from the rage building inside of her. Her hand shaking as she reached for the door knob. She grasped in her hand the door vibrating from the sheer force of her holding it. He had marked her. He had claimed her! She pulled open the door and it came flying open. The door knob breaking off in her hand. She leer down at the gold door knob in her hand. She looked into her dark bedroom and hurled the door knob across the room. A loud smash was heard as the golden door knob smashed into her lamp sitting on her night stand. Pieces of glass shattering to the floor and all over her bed. Kristen stormed into her room s

The wolve in me was hungry sexualy. She split my legs apart and positioned herself right in the middle of my core. She started grinding and I let out a tiny moan, "mhmm" She sighed on my mouth and pulled away. I opened my eyes to see why she stopped but found her looking behind us at the door. "It's closed..." I whispered in a husky voice. God I was so horny. "Yeah... But, I don't think it's locked. I didn't plan on getting carried away." I smiled and grinded up against her body, "and we really are getting carried away."

Let's run. And we do. END OF BOOK FOUR: HER WICKED HEART

She smiled wickedly at me. That what I love about her, her wickedness and cruel nature. But that sh*t scares me. I swear this woman is gonna be the death of me. "Cruel as ever love," I chuckled. "Just the way you like it," She said and winks at me. "Now tell me what's going on inside of that head of yours?"

Cover courtesy of eroticdarkfantasy.art on I*******m. ********** This is a particularly dark erotica with horror elements. Please read with caution. ********** A wave of power coursed over me and I suddenly wanted to curl into a ball. His fury was like being caught in a whirlwind. I felt like I couldn't breathe. He shoved me back against a tree and caught my chin. "You think you're a clever girl but let me be very clear. You open this pretty mouth of yours..." He trailed a thumb roughly over my lips. Dragging over the bottom one. "Not only will I have you thrown in WitchFall, but everyone you care about."

They’d been enemies for as long as I’d known them. When he nodded, I had to know, “What did he do to you?” Wick looked away again and shrugged as if it were no big deal, but I could tell by the sudden tension in him that it was a huge deal. “Doesn’t matter now,” he said dismissively. “The point is, my situation made me question the same things you’re questioning right now. How could I be so stupid? Why didn’t I see it before? What was wrong with me? But that’s the thing; the problem wasn’t us at all. It was him. He’s just that deceptive and manipulative and good. He can make you feel like you’re special, like you’re in his stupid inner circle, like you’re on top of the world when he shines h

Meanwhile, Wycliff, who heard that his daughter got the terror of the package, was furious, and sworn in would not let the perpetrator get away with it. ***** In an elite bar located in the center of the city is so crowded with werewolves of various castes. The deafening music made the Alphas, Betas, and Omegas gathered on the dance floor even more crazy. Not infrequently, they attach each other to the sensitive parts of their bodies to stimulate their opposite sex.