Ya Books With Villain Love Interest Novels & Stories

“I will only move on when you return back to my arms, when I'm no longer the enemy you think I am.” “Oh shut it.” “Do it yourself.” His voice became low, flirtatious and suggestive. “Shut me up.” I could feel Vixen's breath hitch. I was the one holding her hand, but it looked like it was Vaelor holding her heart. The energy between them was static, already attracting viewers. I drew Vixen closer to my side. “Desperation is a bad quality of an Alpha.” He smirked. “Not when it comes to my wife.”

“Don’t say my name like that unless you’re gonna do something about it.” Yvana pulled back from him. Turned fully to me again. “Bossy. I like it.” She tugged the shirt up. Slowly. Over my head. Tossed it. I was bare underneath except the borrowed boxers. Her eyes dropped. Lingered. “Yeah. Okay. I get it now.” She leaned down. Kissed my collarbone. Then lower. Lips brushing the top of my breast. Teasing. Not sucking. Just tasting. I arched without meaning to.

"No. They had human servants in their mansion. One of them stood as her parent while the husband transformed his body into a kid to match his wife's age." "And what's the ending? Did the female vampire get what she wanted?" "Nobody knows what happened to them after that." I pouted. "That's it?" I was silent for several seconds and thought deeply. "Why do you look sad?" Dyrroth asked. I sighed. "I just thought... If the husband loved his wife, he should have accompanied her to become a human to travel the world. Wouldn't that be better? No one would be hurt, and they would both be enjoying themselves. "

"Dear Ryan, I hope this letter reaches you because I have something important to say. Right now, I cannot say much in it as I am afraid that I will be tracked. For now, what I can say is that do not trust anyone. Including those who are close to you as you might not know who is the betrayer amongst them. You might think that I am a strange person but beware of my words, sire. The worst is to come and no one will be spared including those whom you love. In this box, is a red book. Keep it safe as It will help you in the future. Make sure you do not give it to anyone. And I mean on one. When the right comes, I will visit you. Until then, be safe. Sincerely, Your, well-wisher. What the fuck was

Alpha Evan's voice from behind startled me, and I jumped in my seat a little, the book dropping to my lap. "I do," I answered, nodding as I stood up and placed the book back on the table with the bookmark in place. "I love reading classics. Oh, and this is a first edition! How did you get your hands on..." Words died down in my throat as I turned around to look at him, freshly showered and in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. He looked hot with beads of water still sticking to his skin, making it glisten.

She would never have brought her to the pack because the entry of Lily into the pack had brought trouble to Ava's perfect peaceful life. Immediately Jax saw Lily, he became enchanted with her. Everyone in the pack had been charmed by the innocent looking devilish temptress. Jax started to treat Ava coldly and he didn't even show interest in their mating ceremony plan. Much later, Ava was to find out that Lily was Jax's mate. Back then, Ava had listened to a lot of evil advice from her so-called friends and constantly bullied and made trouble for Lily. She had hoped that Lily wouldn't be able to take it and would give up and leave Creekwood pack.

Yeah, that was the right word. For all appearances, Amy was a tough, no-nonsense, responsible young woman. But Jared saw so much more. He saw the vulnerable girl inside, the one that longed to be a normal 20-year-old; longed to go out partying with friends, to stay over at a boyfriend's house, to break rules, go to school, not worry about money and children. He wanted to give her some of the things that she was missing. Finally, Amy's expression melted into one of happiness. She threw her arms around him and dropped her lips to his, kissing him soundly. "Thank you."

My point exactly she doesn’t think boys just do things for the hell of it. “He probably did it out of curiosity.” I say and she shakes her head at me. “Oliver is not that type of guy.” She says refusing to see things my way. “He doesn’t give off F boy energy.” She says and I frown. I don’t agree with that. I feel like he’s the worst type, he smiles at you and he’s nice to you. Only to break your heart in the worst way, today was a prime example of how good how is at this game. “Ryo you have to admit that this is confusing.” She says sitting down on the bed.

Not even the tears in my eyes from being forced down by the old man were anywhere near subsiding fully that Asher's mouth cracked into an ominous smirk. He crawled into bed, his eyes ravenously sliding up and down my body tied to the bed, "You never let me take you willingly. I'll enjoy penetrating your tight p*ssy while you're all tied up and gagged." He rasped, his hands going to disrobe himself waist down to release his fully awakened shaft. I forgot he's no hero in my story. Asher is a bigger villain than my father. Hell, no! He pressed the head of his hot manhood to my entrance and let out a sinister chuckle.

Aidan was the complete definition of a bad boy, with striking green eyes, tattoos littered all over his body, and a reputation that preceded his name. He was everything my mom detested and more. And I loved every second I spent with him. Aidan and I were just coming back from a party a buddy of his had thrown, and he was parked right in front of my mom's driveway, and it was all out of our rebelliousness. I leaned further into his hand on my jaw and whimpered a little when his eyes drifted from my parted lips to my eyes and back to my lips again. "I love you," He whispered huskily into the quiet car, and everything in me clenched tightly. He trailed a finger down my right arm. "Your eyes are