Novels by Dark Fire

DamonIt had been two days since Luca had visited and seen my apartment. Two days of going to work and coming back to an empty house. I remembered a lot from that day and I couldn't help but miss it. I was missing Luca which was something I wasn't going to tell him, it would make him too pompous. He had seen my house and was very impressed with it. Talking about wanting something like mine when he finally got the job. We had an interesting night playing games, eating and drinking. We had to get drunk as usual since we were free from our parents watching over our shoulders. It had been a night, I had used it to relax and try and enjoy myself because I knew work would soon get busy and I wouldn't have that luxury. He had gone for the interview a day ago but hadn't gotten any feedback so we were patiently waiting. I wondered if it would be my branch or another. Once again today I had worked without seeing a boss I didn't have. I was only grateful that it wasn't a lot of work becaus

DamonI was in my office when about an hour passed by, an hour I spent doing next to nothing because I wasn't given any task yet. I had been waiting for Dave to come get me since he had said he would be the one to give me my tasks for the day. I wondered how strange it would be working for a boss I couldn't see. I stood up from my chair because I had been seated for a while so I could get up and walk around. There was a limit to texting Luca as well. He had told me he would come see my apartment later in the evening and maybe sleep over before going back home to prepare for his interview. I couldn't deny my excitement for him to see my apartment. It was like a pride I now had and showing it off felt like something good. Another hour had gone by when there came a knock on my door before Dave walked in. He had his laptop in his hand and a smile on his face. “Well, hello there. I'm here for the briefing, the supervisor made sure to keep me busy. I'm sorry for keeping you here” he a

DamonI woke up with a jolt, sitting up straight and looking around, wondering where I was. It took a while for me to remember that I was in my new apartment. I groaned, sitting up. I had slept off while watching an episode of the originals. Which was ironic if you asked me. “Fuck" i muttered as I stood up and stretched. I hadn't slept well, so there was an ache but nothing a little stretching didn't fix. I picked my phone up to see what the time was. It was just a few minutes to twelve. I moved to the bedroom after turning the TV off and fell onto it. I hadn't taken a shower before sleeping but I could miss for a day. I slept off almost immediately but woke up to my alarm blaring in my ears after a few hours. I wanted to wake up early enough so I could prepare and still be early. I had sorted out my work clothes so I simply put them on the ironing board so I would iron them out. Then I went to brush my teeth. When I was done with that, I took a shower and ironed my clothes befo

DamonMom dropped me back at home and went home. She would be sending my car to me in a few hours and so I used the time to arrange everything. I hung my clothes up how I wanted them to be. Then I arranged my room in a way I liked before going to the sitting room and kitchen. I arranged everything over there as well. I noticed some things I would need to buy to make this place look more like home and noted them down in my head. There was even a TV, I turned it on to see what it did and if I could connect my Netflix to it. I turned it on and surprisingly it had already subscribed to Netflix. It was the name that caught my eye and was all the reason to know why it was subscribed to already. It read as, ‘I hope you're thinking of me’I didn't need an expert to tell me that this was Luciano. He would be the only one to make that a username. His way of reminding me he was here. He hadn't replied to my texts in all that time and hadn't reached out. I knew I couldn't exactly text and te

Chapter 76Damon We went up to my flat. It was to the right so I made sure we went that way and didn't make a mistake. Surprisingly cards instead of keys were used to get in. In a way I was grateful for that, I wouldn't have to worry about someone breaking in by tampering with the key but I had forgotten to ask what happened if I lost my card. How would I get another one? Anyway, I pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind. I would call the caretaker later and ask about that. This would be my first time in the flat so when I pushed the door open and walked in I was just as shocked as mom to see how big the room was. The spaciousness from just the living room was a lot. It looked like a whole bungalow and not just an apartment. We went further in. “This is a great space darling. It's a good deal and for how long?" She was asking about how long the renting would be for. I shrugged, this was where the surprising facts really came in. “It's for two years mom" I announced. I hadn't

Chapter 75DamonA week had passed since taking my vows and in that time, so much and so little had changed it was almost making me mad. After we said our vows, Mariam and I stood by the side while an elder came to us. Mr Zeke handed both our certificates to him and one by one we took it. He shook each of our hands as he handed it, whispering congratulations to us. When we were done with that, Mr Zeke read the next thing. After our vows there was something else left to do before everything would be sealed and the ceremonies would be done. We still had to drop our blood in the ever burning fire and make a promise again that we would never turn our backs on hunting. An elder would be the one to supervise this time. They would hold our hands and hand us the sacred razor for us to cut our palms. An elder, a different one from the one who handed us our certificates came to us and we followed him to the fire. It was called ever burning because no one had ever seen it go off. Someone

“You didn't stop me. I didn't stop you. So who the fuck are we lying to?” His lips didn't lie. Mine did. And now I can't stop tasting the truth. — ELI CORTEZELIThe coffee burned my tongue, but I didn’t stop drinking it.I needed something, anything, to distract me from the fact that I was standing outside his office, wearing a damn tie.My hands tightly gripped my laptop and some documents I had to submit to him with my jaw clenched. This was all mom's fault. I would accept being disowned and thrown out of the country over this any day.Welcome to day one of hell.“Eli, right?” A tall woman with sharp eyes and stilettos that could kill paused beside me. “You’re the new assistant. Mr Cruz should be waiting in his office and he hates waiting. He hates tardiness and might I add, you're late for your first day.” I gulped.Right.Mr. Cruz.Not Dante.Not the guy whose voice still echoed in my head when I tried to sleep last night.Or jerked off.Twice, while cursing myself out in disg

“How the hell do I pretend I didn't have you in my mouth last night?” “It was a mistake, Cruz. I'm straight, remember that. ” That's absolute bullshit. Last night told a different story. — DANTE CRUZ DANTE What the actual fuck. That was all I could think as I shook Eli’s hand, pretending I hadn’t had his cock down my throat barely six hours ago. He looked different in the daylight, put together, polite, perfect. Not the bartender that looked insanely hot when he mixed drinks. Definitely ot the guy who moaned my name like a prayer. And also not the guy who gripped my hair and whispered “Don’t stop” like he was falling apart. But those eyes? Those damn eyes still held the memory of last night. The regret. The confusion. “Nice to meet you, Eli.” I responded, my eyes locking with his lips for longer than usual. My fiancée’s brother of all people. My stomach flipped and it wasn't from guilt. A little tension but not guilt. Of course this would happen to me. My life was jus

Chapter 1 “Smile. It's your engagement party, not a funeral.” Mom whispered and I tightened my fist. I'm pretty sure my eyes are glued on a ghost though. — DANTE CRUZ. DANTE I shouldn’t have come here. I should be home, pretending to be the perfect son, counting down the hours until my engagement to a woman I barely know. I didn't have interest in women as a whole but still, it might have felt a little bit bearable if I had met the so-called lady before the engagement. Countless times, I had thought of coming out. Let my father and family know I was gay but only the thought of the aftermath sent shivers down my spine. That was what I got for being the only son of the Cruz family. Opinions didn't matter, love was just an illusion and marriage, it was a thing of power. So instead, I was here in a bar that smelled of tequila, all manners of hard drugs and the loud music making it impossible to hear oneself. I sipped on a shot of hard scotch, letting it burn down my throat pret