Angel Darkness Nightcore Novels & Stories

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

- Agnes asks, amused. - Love, I had to make several plans with you. Ulric Chuckles. - Do it. I don't know what Klaus will become like if Angel leaves. The couple get up and leave. They go to the room that had been assigned to them. - I'm going to hunt. I need fresh blood to think. - Dark says, kissing Agnes on the lips, and in seconds, he is in the forest, looking for something big to drink. Agnes opens a small suitcase and takes out a vial of white powder. She pours some on a small table and puts away the rest. Then, standing with her hands over the ashes, she starts her chant.

Her lips moved like rhythm. I grabbed the glass from her hand and placed it down. She grabbed my neck and deepened the kiss. I pulled her closer and she hissed making me break the kiss. "You are hurt." "I don't care" She locked her lips with mine. She is drunk! I gathered her in my arms and walked out of the basement. It's already dark and everyone is sleeping. I don't know why Dominick is putting his trust in me and letting me roam in his house at night.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

There are some creaking sounds inside the room that two are using right now. The sounds of skins slapping each other, and the moaning keeps echoing around the four corners of the room. "... slower please.." Owen started to beg to the person behind him. His back is now full of bite marks that was left by his boyfriend who are now not listening to him. What Leon does, is penetrating Owen's hole by thrusting deeper into him. "Ugh! Hmm.. Leon.. slow down a bit." Owen tried to beg again but Leon didn't listen. He instead grabbed Owen's neck and guided it to look up, he then bite his neck as he wrapped his other arm to Owen's body while thrusting more deeply.

Didi finally arrives in front of the bar, leaning forward, handing tickets and bills to the bartender. I wobble. All the guys have an unobstructed view of her perfect ass, and I'm two seconds away from pulling out my gun and shooting anyone who dares lay eyes on her. Who's the asshole who validated this shitty uniform? Ah. Cazzo. I'm the one. Nota bene: change the uniforms of the nightclub servers tomorrow. With only five meters to go, the lighting and music in the nightclub suddenly change. A waitress rushes up to Didi and pulls her toward the dance floor.

The mysterious black business cars are slowly being transformed into battle vehicles, underneath powerful armored engines appear, and the car like a scarab rushes into battle. Jennifer froze, unable to believe this was the convoy just now. It's amazing how Ivan made them after all. The cars are changed in appearance and structure, slowly running straight into the forest. The space outside was extremely dark, each sound of insects calling was extremely eerie. Jennifer involuntarily shrank back, leaning against Ivan. "Afraid of what?" Ivan looked at her leaning against him, his eyes ferocious. “Who said I was afraid? It's just that I've never experienced this before."

I had unknowingly closed my eyes. But when I opened them, the two alphas were face to face. He was foaming at the mouth as he banged against the glass, ramming it with his whole body as it shook. Dr. Dawson smirked. He taped the glass with a mocking expression. As the specimen had nothing he could think of doing for more intimidation. He started to pace back and forth, staring Dr. Dawson down, growling at him and baring his teeth.

I started and it sounded harsh with a deep baritone voice. Lucas's eyes lock onto mine, burning with an otherworldly intensity. His face contorts, revealing razor-sharp fangs that gleam in the dim light. I try to pull back, but he's too fast, his movements blur. Lucas pinned me on the wall, sinking his fangs into my neck with deadly precision. Pain explodes, followed by a rush of euphoria that clouds my mind. As his hot breath caresses my skin, reality shatters. This isn't love; this isn't passion.

Elena's breath caught, the attack was impossibly fast and in mere seconds, the darkness multiplied transforming into enormous black spikes — Hundreds of them, sharp enough to pierce mountains and each one aimed directly at her ready to tear her apart. For a brief moment, Elena saw death, but... "...Huh?" Far above, Gargan Noctyrr Noar frowned because for the first time since arriving, confusion appeared on his face because right before his eyes, the darkness stopped, the monstrous manifestation of Underworld mana... None of it could touch Elena.