All Chapters of Fated In Darkness: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

NatalieAdrian eased me back onto the bed, his movements fluid, almost reverent. With a flick of his fingers, he parted the fabric of my shirt, and the cool air brushed over my bare skin.His eyes drank me in—slowly, intently—as if I were something rare and exquisite. He didn’t rush. He just watched, and in that gaze, I felt stripped bare in more ways than one.My own eyes wandered, drawn to the curve of his mouth, then lower.He was carved from something wild and ancient, all hard lines and quiet power. Everything about him whispered danger in the most intoxicating way.My heart stammered in my chest as he leaned in, and when his lips finally met mine, the world fell away.His kiss was unhurried, deliberate, like he was memorising the taste of me.Then he drifted—his mouth trailing to the line of my jaw, the curve of my neck, the slope of my shoulder. Each touch sent sparks beneath my skin.His mouth was cool—unnaturally so—and the contrast to the fire building inside me was maddenin

Natalie Adrian lay beside me, his body warm against mine, and without a word, pulled me into his arms. It wasn’t a casual embrace—it was grounding, possessive, like he had no intention of letting me go. I melted into him, my muscles still trembling, my skin still humming from everything we’d shared. I didn’t want to move either. I was about to shift, to face him, maybe trace the line of his jaw with my fingertips, when the sharp trill of my phone shattered the moment. I groaned. Everything inside me ached—in that sweet, satisfied way—and answering a call felt like the last thing I wanted to do. It rang once, stopped, then started again. Persistent. Desperate. Reluctantly, I slipped from Adrian’s arms, feeling his hold linger even as I pulled away. The truth was, I didn’t mind the interruption. Not entirely. I wasn’t ready to explain why I hadn’t told him I was a virgin. It wasn’t shame—it just felt... unnecessary now. That part of me was gone. Given. Taken. Shared. Whatever it ha

AdrianI exhaled slowly, staring into her eyes, hoping she could see it—me. My heart, my soul. Everything I was, laid bare in a single look.“Once we cross into Blackgate,” I said, voice low, “I won’t be able to move freely anymore. It’s wolf territory.”She frowned, not quite understanding. Her confusion etched across her face like a question she hadn’t yet found the words for.“There’s something about me… something about this world your parents tried to shield you from,” I continued, and her eyes searched mine, trying to find something solid to hold onto. But I wasn’t done.“I was hoping Professor Alester might’ve given you a crash course,” I added, half-laughing at the thought. “But I guess he failed you there.”She gave a nervous chuckle. “Alester? The guy who specializes in terrifying first-years with campfire stories and urban legends? What exactly was he supposed to teach me?”I gave her a nod, acknowledging the absurdity—at least from her side of the veil.My fingers brushed t

Adrian “I’m not a full-blooded Strigoi,” I said softly, desperate for her to see me—not the creature she feared, but the man still standing before her. “The reason I’m different is because I have a soul. And you, Natalie… you share that soul with me.” She froze, her breath catching, her eyes red and wet. “I’ve never connected with anyone—not like this. Not ever. Before you, I thought I’d wander through eternity alone. But then you happened to me. That afternoon in the woods… when I saw you—it was like something ancient snapped into place. It was written in the stars. You are mine… and I am yours.” I stepped closer, my voice breaking. “Please… don’t be afraid of me.” There was a long pause. Her shoulders trembled, but then she wiped her tears roughly with the back of her hand. She turned, walked past me, back toward the car. “Take me to Lisa,” she said. Just like that. It should’ve felt like a win. Like a crack in the wall she’d just built between us. But it didn’t. It felt col

Natalie“Will it always be like this?” I asked, my voice low. Vulnerable.Adrian let out a breath and glanced at me. “I’ll control it,” he said softly. “I swear, Natalie. I’d never do anything to you that you didn’t want.”That promise settled into me like warmth, but I had more questions. “Does it hurt?”His gaze flicked to the road again. “No,” he said. “Not if it’s done right. It’s... the opposite, actually. Intense. Intimate. My saliva dulls the pain and heightens—well, everything else.”I frowned. “Wait... doesn’t that mean it could turn me?”He laughed gently, shaking his head. “No. That’s a whole different process.”I shifted in the seat, adjusting the oversized shirt and shorts that clung to me like memories of the cabin. I hadn’t planned to leave like this—but how could I blame him? He didn’t expect Blackgate to crash into our night like a storm.“I’ve got time,” I said, looking at him. “Tell me.”He smiled, his hand sliding onto my thigh with a tenderness that made my pulse