All Chapters of Dark Desires : A Collection of Filthy Forbidden MM Sins: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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The Vampire’s Chosen(1)

Chapter 1: The First Bite I should have known better than to keep working at Crimson. The club wasn’t just a nightclub. It was a feeding ground for vampires who had more money and power than they knew what to do with. Humans like me came here to sell blood — and sometimes more — for ridiculous amounts of money. Most of us didn’t last long. Either we got addicted to the bite, or one of the older vampires decided they wanted to keep us. I had been careful. I only did private sessions when I needed the money badly, and I never let them take too much. I thought I was safe. Until he walked in. Lord Thorne. I had heard the name whispered among the other donors. Ancient. Powerful. Dangerous. He rarely came to Crimson, and when he did, he never chose anyone. He just watched from the VIP balcony like a king surveying his court. That night, his eyes found me. I felt it before I saw him. A cold, heavy pressure on the back of my neck. When I looked up, he was already descending the stair

The Vampire’s Chosen(2)

The Vampire’s Chosen Chapter 2: The Ride Home Thorne didn’t speak much on the drive. He sat beside me in the back of a sleek black car, one arm draped possessively around my shoulders while the driver took us out of the city. His fingers traced slow circles on my neck, right over the fresh bite mark. Every touch sent sparks straight down to my cock. I was still leaking his cum. I could feel it with every shift of my hips. The thin robe he had given me did nothing to hide how hard I was again. “You’re thinking too much,” Thorne murmured against my ear. His voice was calm, but there was a dark edge underneath. “Stop.” “I can’t help it,” I whispered. “This is… a lot.” He turned my face toward him with two fingers under my chin. His red eyes glowed faintly in the dark car. “You agreed the moment you let me bite you. There is no going back, Elias. You are mine now. Body. Blood. Soul.” His hand slid down and slipped under the robe. He wrapped his fingers around my cock and stroked

Whispers in the Neon Rain(1)

:Chapter 1The city’s night wrapped around everything like a hesitant embrace, warm rain falling in steady silver threads that blurred the sharp edges of towering glass buildings and glowing streetlights. Neon signs flickered in hues of deep electric blue and soft golden amber, casting long reflections across wet sidewalks where puddles mirrored the restless sky. Elias stood beneath the narrow awning of a quiet corner café, his cream hoodie soaked through at the shoulders, dark braided hair curling damply against his temples. At twenty-four, he carried the quiet weight of someone who had learned early how to watch the world without fully stepping into it—reflective, a touch sad under the soft rain lighting that made everything feel like the edge of a dream.He had come here to outrun the noise in his chest, the late-night coding shifts that barely covered rent in this bustling coastal metropolis, the endless scroll of empty connections that left him hollow. Tonight the rain felt pers

Whispers in the Neon Rain(2)

Chapter 2The elevator ride upward felt suspended in time, the soft hum of machinery blending with the distant roar of rain against the building’s glass walls. Elias’s heart raced in a rhythm that matched the storm outside, his damp cream hoodie still clinging to his skin like a second layer of vulnerability. Kael stood close—close enough that the older man’s body heat cut through the cool air, a steady golden presence that eased the blue-tinged uncertainty swirling in Elias’s chest. Their fingers remained intertwined, Kael’s thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles over Elias’s knuckles, each pass sending sparks of anticipation dancing along his nerves.The suite door clicked open to reveal a world apart from the rainy streets below. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the glittering cityscape, neon lights smearing into watercolor streaks through the downpour. Low golden lamps cast a warm, intimate glow over plush furnishings and a king-sized bed dressed in crisp white linens that begged t

Whispers in the Neon Rain(3)

Chapter 3Morning light filtered through the rain-streaked windows in soft, diffused rays, turning the suite into a watercolor painting of golds and gentle blues. Elias stirred first, nestled against Kael’s solid chest, the older man’s arm draped possessively around his waist even in sleep. The warmth there felt like an anchor, a glowing promise that the night’s passion had not been a fleeting dream born of rain and loneliness. Elias traced a finger lightly over Kael’s jaw, memorizing the faint stubble and the peaceful lines that softened the surgeon’s usually commanding features. In this quiet moment, with his own braided hair tousled across the pillow and the cream hoodie discarded somewhere on the floor, Elias felt a rare sense of belonging—his reflective sadness yielding to the steady hope Kael embodied.Kael’s eyes fluttered open, dark and warm with immediate affection. “Good morning,” he murmured, voice gravelly from sleep and lingering desire. He pulled Elias closer, their bare

Whispers in the Neon Rain(4)

Chapter 4The returning rain tapped insistently against the suite windows as evening deepened, turning the city lights into a shimmering backdrop of blues and golds. Elias paced the spacious room, the message from Kael’s ex burning in his mind like a cold shadow across his warm afterglow. Yet beneath the unease lay a quiet determination—the same reflective strength that had carried him through lonely nights now fueled by the golden promise of what he had found with Kael. He refused to let fear steal this connection. Dressed once more in his cream hoodie, braids neatly retwined, he made his way to the hospital, heart steady despite the storm.Kael was in the quiet glow of his private office when Elias arrived, the older man’s broad frame illuminated by the desk lamp as he reviewed charts. Surprise melted into deep relief and hunger the moment their eyes met. Kael crossed the room in strides, pulling Elias into a fierce embrace, lips claiming his in a kiss that spoke of worry and want.

Moonbound Vows(1)

Moonbound Vows Chapter 1 The ancient forest bordering the misty mountain town breathed with a life of its own, tall pines whispering secrets under a silver crescent moon that hung low and luminous in the velvet sky. Soft rain misted through the canopy, not the heavy downpour of city storms but a gentle veil that made everything shimmer—cool blues weaving through the warm golden glow of distant pack lanterns. Rowan paused at the edge of the clearing, his lean frame wrapped in a simple cream hoodie that felt too modern against the timeless woods, dark braids damp and curling softly around his face. At twenty-three, he carried the quiet reflection of someone caught between worlds: a young wolf shifter trying to find his place in a pack that valued strength above all, his omega nature a hidden ache he navigated with careful solitude. Tonight the full moon’s pull tugged deeper than usual, stirring heat low in his belly and a longing he couldn’t name. He had come to the sacred grove to c

Moonbound Vows(2)

Moonbound Vows Chapter 2 The old wooden lodge nestled deep within the ancient pines glowed with the soft flicker of hearth fire and lantern light, its thick beams and woven tapestries carrying the scent of aged cedar, herbs, and the faint trace of previous moon rituals. Rain continued its gentle song against the sloped roof, a soothing backdrop that wrapped the space in intimacy as Thorne guided Rowan inside. The door clicked shut behind them, sealing out the misty world and leaving only the warm golden glow that seemed to emanate from the alpha himself—steady, protective, like the future self Rowan had glimpsed in quiet dreams during lonely full moons. Rowan’s heart thundered as he stood in the center of the main room, cream hoodie damp and clinging to his lean frame, braids glistening with mist. The alpha’s presence filled the lodge, calm and commanding yet infused with a tenderness that eased the blue shadows of uncertainty swirling in the younger omega’s chest. Thorne turned to

The Executive’s Secret Flame(1)

Veiled Passions: The Executive’s Secret FlameChapter 1: Whispers in the RainThe city lights blurred past the rain-streaked windows of the penthouse as I stood there, heart hammering against my ribs like it wanted to break free. My name is Elias Kane, and at twenty-eight, I’d clawed my way to the top of the tech world only to realize the summit felt colder than the storm raging outside. Tonight was supposed to be another victory, another deal sealed, another rival crushed, but all I could taste was the bitter edge of loneliness that no boardroom conquest could fill.I loosened my tie, the silk whispering against my collar as I poured a glass of whiskey, the amber liquid catching the low glow of the fireplace. The apartment was all sharp lines and minimalist luxury, a fortress I’d built to keep the world at bay. But tonight, the walls felt thinner, like they might crack under the weight of secrets I’d buried too deep. That’s when the knock came, sharp, insistent, cutting through the

The Executive’s Secret Flame(2)

Veiled Passions: The Executive’s Secret Flame Chapter 2: Echoes of the Storm Morning light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, soft and hesitant like the first uncertain steps after a night that changed everything. I lay there in the tangled sheets of my king-sized bed, Marcus’s arm draped heavily across my waist, his steady breathing warm against the back of my neck. My body still hummed with the memory of his touch, every ache a delicious reminder of how completely he’d unraveled me. Elias Kane, the untouchable CEO, reduced to this: flushed skin, bruised lips, and a heart that refused to slow down. I shifted carefully, not wanting to wake him, but his grip tightened instinctively. “Don’t,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep and something deeper. Those green eyes opened, locking onto mine with an intensity that made the room feel smaller. “Regretting it already?” The question hung between us, heavy as the rain that had finally eased into a gentle drizzle outside. I wa

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