Novel & Cerita A Touch Of Darkness Series Book 2

The voice that came from my mouth was mine, yet it carried a coldness that did not belong to me, and the moment those words echoed through the chamber, everyone stepped away from me except Damian. I could feel the darkness moving beneath my skin like a second heartbeat, pushing against the First Flame as though it had spent centuries trapped in a place that was never meant to contain it. Damian reached for my hand despite the flames surrounding my body, and the instant his fingers touched mine, the darkness reacted with a violent pulse that sent him stumbling backward.

It only blooms once a century"^ she read out the old book lying open on her desk. Packing the parcel, she kept it back. Walking to the door, she yawned sleepily. Sensing something was not right she turned her eyes and caught sight of a shadow at the corner of her eyes. Barely able to react fast enough, she could only gasp as cold hands grabbed her face as she turned to the door. " Pathetic!!" Dark Matter said, dropping her and walking into the office. " How will you control me now, Jason! When you have to sleep every night!" The scars formed back on his face as he looked out the window.

Book 2: Random Wetness: Blurb: What would you do if, in the middle of a wild party, just trying to dance your heartbreak away over a colleague you secretly crave, then a stranger grabbed you from behind, bent you over so fast and started fucking. Just when you wanted to raise your voice, you started enjoying the pleasure….you leaving you too weak to stand? Yeah. That happened to me. Crushing on the dangerously handsome Kaelon Draven, who doesn’t even know I exist, has driven me to some very reckless choices: Like hiring a smug love doctor to cure my obsession. Like disguising myself as a man just to land a job in his company.

Outside, the ward breathed, humming steady and hard and alive. At the edge of Silverveil’s woods, Ironclaw retreated with wounded pride and borrowed monsters. In the deeper dark, something old and hungry howled once, furious, and went quiet—blinded, blocked, shut out. Inside the salt circle, in a living room that smelled like blood and sage and love, Charlotte Hale blinked her star-spark eyes, sighed, and finally decided sleep was acceptable. Silverveil entered its after.

: Raina's POV Despite myself, my body responded to his touch, every movement from him. As his fingers twirled down my skin, he seemed much more confident this time around, now that he had a reason for doing this. A proper reason for slowly stripping me of my clothes, intending to ravish me like he had aimed ever since he saw me. I was powerless to resist, to do anything, but just at the crucial moment when he was almost done with slowly taking off my clothes, the door banged open and someone barged in.

"It's not that easy! I can't just go blam and take out Grocer Outlet. What would that even do? Kill some people? That won't kill their boss. That won't take out the darkness!" "So, you're just going to sit in here and read books?" "Yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do until I figure something else or you come up with a better plan." Liam growled and disappeared up the stairs. I slammed a book down on the table. I was feeling just as helpless as he was. I wanted to go in and fight, just like him. But the darkness was smart. It always had a plan, and if I didn't understand what it was up to, it would be a slaughter.

He asked, his voice deeper than natural. His right hand unfisted, gracing her bare skin as it reached her neck, and with his thumb, he rubbed the mark on her neck. Electricity erupted through her body; that's all it took to make her forget what she had intended to confront him about. His touch was cold and refreshing on her hot skin, like a cold glass of water after being in the Sahara desert for a year. 'Was it hot in here?' Her breath came out raspy, it was beginning to become hard to breathe, and she wasn't sure why. Well, she knew why? His being this near her affected her in ways she couldn't explain, worst this time around than ever before.

’’, I mumbled to myself. Finally finding the perfect book, it is an age-gap mafia and enemies to lovers romance book. There was a couch in the library, I made my way to it and started reading. I lost count of the time. Reaching my room with the book in my hand, I see Rowan standing in front of my room. I braced myself to face him. ‘’Where were you?’’, he spewed the bitter words in my face. He was fuming, for what reason?Did he look for me?

The line blurred, and I shook my head, heart pounding. Tessa crossed the room, her bare feet soft on the floor, and took my hand. Her touch was warm, grounding, cutting through the fog. 'Then let me anchor you. Like before, but deeper this time.' She led me to the beams, her fingers brushing my arm, sending sparks through me. Emotions churned—gratitude for her strength, shame at my weakness, and that growing ache in my chest that felt too big for words. The cottage's hearth crackled low, casting flickering light on her face, making her look like some forest spirit come to life.

He says as I began to shift to get out of his hold. As I shift he moves me across the room quickly slamming me hard up against the wall. The back of my head bounces off the wall, filling my vision with black spots. More and more black spots fill my vision feeling myself drift toward the darkness. Unable to hold my eyes open I'm consumed by the darkness. ***** ***