A Dark Night Story Novels & Stories

I want to bury my face in that heavy flesh and suck her peaks until she cries my name. "Anyway," Chloe said, quickly changing the subject as she looked out the window. "Are you ready for this party? I heard the hosts are setting up that wild theme tonight. The one from the dark web." "The glory holes?" I asked, my blood suddenly running hot. "Yeah," Chloe whispered, her voice dropping to a breathless murmur. "A thick velvet wall. The girls stand behind it completely anonymous. The guys pay an entry f*e at the door, walk into a private booth, and get to do whatever they want to them. No eyes. No names. Just pure, blind tasting."

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

Let them believe the night belonged to them. The Dark was coming. And it had already RSVP'd.

Still, the way he said it, like the words made me feel small. “Tell me, Snow,” he pressed, voice dipping lower. “What kind of books do you read?” My stomach dropped and panic fluttered in my chest. If he knew, if he even suspected. The facade I’d built so carefully for my parents would crumble to dust. He couldn’t know that behind closed doors, I consumed more dark romance and filth than any good girl should. The sound of the front door swinging open snapped the moment in half. I blinked, tearing my gaze away just in time to see my dad stride in. Relief flooded me so fast my knees almost buckled.

****** At night, we left for Dark's territory. We slept on our way as the journey was far. Finally, at dawn. We reached Dark's territory. The place flooded with rough-looking rogue. Their sights were scary. I swallowed hard. “Are we going now?” Dara asked. I brought out the clothes in the bag handing it over to Dara. ”What for?“ she whispered. Dark doesn't take women. The best was to go in disguise. “And you are suggesting that?” Dara stared at me in disbelief.

I was surrounded by darkness. ** You're not a good person, there's no way you want to be a better person, the darkness of your past surrounds you, you can't escape yourself, the voice echoes louder and I was screaming. I woke up so fast and it was all a dream, all my body was covered with sweat. "It's just a dream you don't have to force yourself to sleep, it's been over seven hours since you slept,'' he mumbled as he put his hand on my forehead.

Black medium sized bed with black satin sheets and a purple comforter. A flat screen TV....A black coffin walk-in closet, black makeup table that I replaced with books and reading lamp Black coffee table, black suede couch, a mini fridge, a coffin shaped bookshelf, red candles on the coffee table held up by a black candelabra, and a black crystal chandelier. Woahhhh..... I just acknowledged it looked so creepy, but I liked it that way. "Sorry to say, but this looks so fetish to me. How can a room be this dark and..... and...."

This shadow, this darkness with fangs, it had the power to stipulate how they dreamed and that made him crazy with need to blow the creature’s head off. “This is a local legend about nightmares, a satanic sorcerer, and black magic. It is titled as Shadows and Blood, and is 50 years old. Folklore, through songs and words and this guy had recorded it down, a little and a lot of his own story.” She looked at the book, biting her lips, forehead crinkling in concentration. “Sound gory and ancient and I have never heard of this.” Art said as he struggled to open his tired eyes. It burned from the lack of sleep. Aurora looked tired as well, but she was dogged to finish the book, to find anything mo

“In their castle beyond night Gather the Gods in Darkness, With darkness to pattern man’s fate. The colors of darkness are no monotonous hue- For the blackness of Evil knows various shades, Full many as Evil has names.” Karl Edward Wagner

but she just loves to defy me. She finished. Sipped some more water... "Food was really good... I didn’t knew... You can cook this good” she said “Thank you" I said with a smile and asked her “Now tell me first ...why you are here...? “Actually I was working till late and I didn't realize that it's already so late...and then I guess doors were locked...and there were no lights...so I got scared..." “Are you scared of darkness?” I asked.