All The Sins We Commit After Dark Dramione Novels & Stories

He was still anxious when he thought of that ghastly nightmare. Davian and Felicity were both drunk in Club Enigma, and the music in the room was deafening. Felicity collapsed on the couch, eyes closed, but could still sing along with a few lines. Davian collapsed next to her, completely blacked out. A man was sitting in a dark corner. He was dressed in a black shirt and black pants, like Hades, the ruler of darkness. He gently swirled a glass of red wine in his hand, and the dark shade of red that was reflected in his eyes made them blood-red. He stared at the glass for a long time, and suddenly sneered, his expression cold. 'That woman's heart is cold and hard, like a rock. I can never cha

From a tattered catcher, at least a tuft of wool. Before dinner, Aiden came to see me. There was a shadow of sadness on his face. As I expected, after a sharp improvement in his mother's health, a rollback began. I could throw the whole truth at him right now and offer to destroy the rest of the artifact together in order to save the woman dear to his heart. But I had absolutely no confidence that he would choose the right path, and not hand me over to daddy. Caleb Air. I wonder how he sleeps at night? He knows perfectly well what exactly kills the mother of his children. Knows and does nothing. They justify their inaction with duty, and they call the murder of girls justice. The dark ones h

He just stared at the spot where the car had been, his eyes hollow. I looked at Damon. He was standing there, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles were white. He looked at the clinic, then at the empty road. "They won," I whispered, the weight of the day finally crushing me. "They actually won." "No," Damon said, his voice a low, vibrating growl of fury. "They didn't win. They just committed a crime in the name of God. And they think they’ve silenced her."

"You’re still just the girl who cried when I touched her neck. You’re still just the mistake I didn't bother to kill." He straightened up and looked out at the ten thousand, his eyes full of a sickening, dark light. "Welcome back, Kaima," Damon said, his voice rising in a shout that made the survivors flinch. "I was wondering when the trash would finally find its way back to the bin. I hope you're ready to be burned, because I have a very large furnace waiting for all of you." He raised his hand, and the dark energy around him erupted into a pillar of black fire that reached toward the sky, turning the moonlight into a bruised, sickly purple.

Kesha wept in silence, tears streaming down her face as she clung to her mother's embrace, finding solace in the warmth of their shared sorrow. "I misjudged it all, Mom," Kesha's voice trembled with regret, the weight of her confession dragging her down into the depths of despair. "I believed Damon's cruelty was reserved solely for Elena, but I was wrong. He harbors a venomous hatred for everyone... even me." Her admission hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the darkness that had enveloped their lives.

he spat, his words dripping with venom. Rey, her gaze unwavering, spoke with a voice that carried both authority and compassion. "Damon, this darkness has twisted your mind," she stated, her words reaching out to the remnants of his humanity. "We were once allies, and we can be again. Turn away from this path of destruction and embrace the light." But Damon, consumed by his own darkness and consumed by bitterness, refused to listen. With a fierce roar, he launched another attack, his fury driving him forward. The clash between Damon and the Crimson pack intensified, their powers colliding in a battle that echoed through the town.

"We are all flawed, capable of succumbing to our desires. But it's what we do afterward that defines us. If you truly want to make amends, prove your loyalty not just to Ethan, but to our love. Help us navigate the storm that lies ahead." Damon's eyes filled with gratitude and determination, his voice filled with newfound resolve. "I will do whatever it takes, Amelia. I'll prove that my loyalty lies with you and Ethan above all else." And so, we stood there, two souls at the precipice of redemption. The night air carried the weight of our unspoken promises, and as we turned back towards the shimmering lights of the party, a renewed sense of purpose filled the air. Together, we would face the

A spokesperson stood and read the charges. "Dr. Marissa Darkmane, senior medical member of the pack, is accused of violating the werewolf medical code of ethics by giving strong medicine to a Luna of Darkmane to delay pregnancy. Her actions are considered to harm the pack’s lineage and endanger the balance of the Alpha-Luna bond." Whispers instantly filled the room. I froze. Luna of Darkmane—that was me. Slowly, guilt flooded me. My legs trembled, and I wanted to scream that all this was my fault. But my voice was trapped, unable to come out.

Kaeden came out with his sister supporting him and looked at the scene in horror. “Stop,” Corbin ordered, and the two stopped. They licked their claws clean, then moved over to look at Charlese, who was staring at her friend, expressionless and hidden fear within her eyes that the three ‘Sins’ could see and smell. Kane jumped onto Charlese’s body and urinated on her. “You…” Charlese started, but Kane kicked her in the jaw, shutting her up.

Luciano said slightly angry. “Sorry.” He is right I should not exhaust me. From past two to three I have been buying a lot of things for our child. I even ruined his celebration. “Let’s go home. I was waiting for you to wake up. An IV was attached to you, it ended almost one hour ago.” He said picking me up bridal style. ……………………………………………….. The Past (Fourteen Years Back) Third Person POV There was complete darkness everywhere. The two little terrified girls were hugging each other tightly. Their soft cries can be heard in dark silent environment.