Novel & Cerita A Touch Of Darkness Reading Order

he says closing the door and giving the key to me. "Alright, can we go now?" "Yeah.." he nods and takes my free hands. Then we walk out of the locker room. Everyone still keeps staring at us. I guess it will continue for a few more days. "What were you reading earlier?" I ask him after I finish drinking the last dregs of the chocolate milk. "Darkest Night, it's the second book in a thriller series. I just started reading it today morning after I reached back home. And I already finished 90 pages."

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

But something strange happened. The moment my fingers touched it, the darkness within me contaminated it and the light began to darken. I gasped. "No!" The darkness continued to spread throughout the light and I helplessly watched as the light died. "What have I done?" I muttered in shock. "Please stop!" I ordered but it kept darkening. So I touched the other side of the light that was still burning, hoping that I could stop the darkness from spreading but I only made it worse.

And the darkness erupted again— a second wave, stronger, sharper, slicing through the air. The brute disintegrated. Not into dust. Into gory shadows. Body parts splattered everywhere across the ground with darkened blood and screams erupted across the field now. “She’s not wolf!” “That’s darkness!” A third brute lunged toward the guards. I lifted my hand. And for a split second, the world dimmed. Darkness spiraled from my fingers, wrapping the brute in a living shadow that burned and twisted before bursting outward into nothingness. The brute fell dead.

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

Her Pov: I don't know how long I was going around in circles in the peach black darkness, losing myself in it. Entirely. Until I felt someone touching me. The same touch with the same possessiveness, the same dominance, but something about this is different. It's a feather like touch moving down my body. And his touch alone pulled me out of the darkness like a magnet pulling metal towards it. I try to open my eyes slowly as my lids feel as heavy as stones. I open my eyes, and for a second, everything is in a blur before a face slowly gets visible to me in the dim lights of the room.

“Pl-please, don't kill me!” Darkness crouched down to his eye level. “You should never have touched what is mine.” He pressed on his wound, increasing Crane's pain. "This is just a warning, Never touch what is mine, or I will make you beg for your own death." A pause. "Understood?" Crane nodded vigorously. “Yes Alpha Darkness, i-i.” He shivered in pain. “I won't do it.” Darkness looked down, noticing his wound was healing. He stood up.

“What do you want?” For a moment, there was no response. The figure remained still, its dark form blending almost seamlessly with the shadows around it. Then, just as Clara was about to speak again, the figure raised a hand, pointing directly at her. A wave of darkness rippled through the air, and Clara felt a cold, searing pain shoot through her chest. She staggered, clutching at her heart, as the darkness seemed to take root within her, spreading like a poison. Ethan was at her side in an instant, his light flared endeavoring to counter the darkness. But no matter how much energy he poured into her, the torment didn't die down. The obscurity spread, choking around her heart like a tight cl

Jonas, his grip tightening on his fragment, focused his energy, forming a shield of light that protected them from the insidious whispers. The chamber door, adorned with grotesque symbols depicting scenes of violence and corruption, creaked open with a sickening groan. Inside, bathed in an eerie green glow emanating from a pedestal at the center, lay a single book – a tome bound in black leather, its surface etched with symbols that pulsed with malevolent energy. This was it. This was the source of the darkness. The corrupted celestial fragment, the very foundation of the Obsidian Watch's dark magic, rested within the book. Its tendrils of darkness stretched outwards, corrupting the surround