LOGIN💌✨ AUTHOR’S NOTE TO MY LOVELY READERS ✨💌Hello, my lovely readers! 🥹❤️🌙First of all, I just want to say a HUGE thank you to every single person who has opened Dark Tales of Midnight: A Collection of Taboo Stories and decided to take this journey with me. 🖤🌹✨Honestly, seeing people read my stories, leave comments, react to chapters, and come back for more means SO much to me. 🥺💕 Every single view, comment, vote, and bit of support reminds me that all the time I spend creating these stories is worth it. ✍️📖💗If you’re already reading, I hope you’re enjoying the book so far! 👀🌚 And if you’re new here… welcome to the dark side. 🖤🌙😂 Trust me, you’re going to want to keep your eyes open because I have a lot planned for you.But before we continue, I have a little confession to make. 😭😂 I am currently juggling Public Health school, assignments, studying, real-life responsibilities AND writing all at the same time. 📚🩺✍️💀 Sometimes I’m writing with one eye on my book and
VANESSA’S POVThe room was thick with heat, heavy with the scent of sex and sweat, as the relentless rhythm inside me didn’t slow for a second. Every drop of control had completely evaporated. I was pinned on the edge of the couch, suspended between three people who were taking every inch of my body, and all I could do was yield to the sensory overload consuming me.James’s hands tightened around my hips. The pace he set was punishing, deep and unyielding, lifting my lower back slightly off the cushion with every heavy strike. Every time his body slammed against mine, a wet, slick impact echoed off the walls. I tried to gasp, to draw air into my burning lungs, but Daniel’s fingers were still shoved deep past my lips, pinning my tongue down and blocking my breath."Look at her," Daniel growled above me, his voice dark and dripping with satisfaction. His free hand reached down, catching my hair near the roots and anchoring my head against the armrest so I couldn't pull back. "She can ba
VANNESA’S POV"What’s going on here?" A sharp voice broke through the heavy, breathless sounds filling the room. A man stepped into the space with an air of absolute authority. He wore black trousers that clung tailored to his long legs and a white, baggy shirt left casually unbuttoned at the top. His pitch-black hair was slicked back, framing an impossibly stern face, sharp jawline, and full, pink lips. He looked like something straight out of heaven, but the dark, possessive look in his eyes made my pulse spike instantly. His gaze dropped down, pinning me right where I sat exposed, my core completely soaked."James, who is she?" he demanded, shifting his cool, sharp stare toward the man standing right beside me.James let out a low cough, a faint, knowing smile appearing on his lips. "She’s one of the candidates who’s here for the job, and she’s showing us her skills." James's expression shifted into a crooked, mischievous grin. "Won’t it be nice if you join in, Daniel?"The words e
VANESSA’S POVHis lips crashed against hers, swallowing her breath as they locked into a deep, bruising kiss. The sight sent a strange, conflicting shockwave through my chest, but I couldn't stop. Even as their mouths fused and their bodies shifted against the plush cushions of the couch, I dropped heavily to my knees on the cold floor, lowering my head toward him. My hands cupped the thick, throbbing base of his erection, and I took him directly into my mouth. The slick, pulsing heat of his dick hit the back of my throat, making my eyes water as I forced myself to establish a steady, relentless rhythm. My wrist ached and my jaw throbbed, but I kept my pace, my entire body burning with a volatile mix of deep humiliation and an undeniable, rising heat that I couldn't seem to suppress.I expected a little conversation before we got into action but didn’t know this was how it was going to start, I didn’t even know who the man is but this is so fucking good, why do I feel so fucking good?
VANESSA’S POVI stepped down from the cab and froze, staring up at the towering glass and concrete structure in front of me. I inhaled slowly, the air thick in my lungs as a knot of nervous energy tightened in my chest. Was I really about to walk through those doors? Was desperation, and perhaps a reckless craving for excitement, truly driving me to go this far? A long, shaky breath escaped my lips. You only live once, I reminded myself, and survival means doing whatever it takes.Smoothing my dress, I walked inside and made a straight path toward the second floor. My fingers clutched the strap of my black leather purse so tightly. The sharp, metallic clicking of my pencil heels echoed loudly against the marble floor, counting down the chaotic beats of my racing heart. I pressed the elevator call button, stepped into the empty cab, and watched the polished doors slide shut, locking me in with my spiraling thoughts.When the elevator chimed softly, the doors opened onto a quiet, dimly
ELIANA POVHis chest heaved against my back, the heavy, rhythmic rise and fall of his ribs pressing me flush against the wall. For a long, silent moment, neither of us moved. He stayed buried deep inside me, his pulse thumping against my sensitive inner walls while his fingers slowly uncurled from my hair, leaving my scalp tingling. His breath was hot and ragged against the sensitive curve of my shoulder, sending goosebumps cascading down my arms."Look at you," he murmured, his voice low, gravelly, and entirely satisfied. His hand slid down from my hair, trailing along the sensitive skin of my throat, over my chest, and down to wrap firmly around my hip once more. "Completely breathless."I couldn't even offer a witty response. My knees felt like water, my legs trembling so violently that if his grip on my waist loosened for even a second, I would have collapsed onto the floor. The sensation of him filling me so completely, even while still, kept a steady, aching throbbing deep in my
“Forgive me, Daddy, for I have sinned,” I whispered, brushing my hair behind my ears.“Again, dear? It's forgive me father, for I have sinned,” the priest corrected, his voice steady.“Yes that,” I murmured.“What burdens you, my child?” he asked.A small smile curved my lips as I lifted my head, m
“Fuck…” I cried, my hips lifting helplessly as heat tore through me. “Are you sure you don’t miss him, Kitty? You look drunk.” Landon brushed his hands through my hair. “I’m not drunk,” I breathed, but even I could hear the weakness in my voice. Landon crushed his mouth against mine, kissing me
KATE’S POV “No, that’s not happening. You can’t leave me alone with Jeremy, you know we do not get along,” I said, trying to make my mom understand. “It’s okay, honey, this will help you guys get closer. Your dad and I planned this vacation to bring you and Jeremy together,” Mom forced a smil
LUCY'S POVI rolled onto the bed and let out a deep sigh. My life has always been like this, quiet, dull, painfully predictable. I would come home from my boring nine-to-five job, sink into my bed, scroll for a while, sleep, and wake up the next day to repeat the same routine.I unlocked my phone a




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