Angels Of Darkness Nightcore Novels & Stories

Damien would definitely leave the house but might end up getting stuck in traffic for the rest of the night, so he decided against it. At about two am, Jacob began feeling a pleasant pressure on his groin. He had sleepily opened his to see Bianca grinding her bare core on his clothed hardness. He had jerked his head up while his eyes widened like saucers as realization dawned on him. She was just putting on the t-shirt he had given her to change into. He had also given her some shorts but she wasn’t wearing them as she straddled him, her hands grasping her breasts as she moaned loudly.

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

Angel One thing that I hate more than pink is Monday. I'm not a morning person, and the beeping of my alarm is annoying me as hell. Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Shut! Beep! The! Beep! Fuck! Beep! Up!

Miguel loved this girl too much to do something like that, so he finished his drink and left the party at around 8pm. Nadir had managed to feed off the energy of two men within two hours - an athletic bully who had so much of it that if she took all of his energy and life with it, would have enough for a week. However, Nadir could not do this if she did not want to attract the attention of not only humans, leaving a corpse trail behind her, but also "messengers of Heaven", otherwise known as angels, who easily detected the activity of demons on Earth, if they were not careful enough. The other man was a nearly forty-year-old military man, but still full of vigor. Nadir was haunting them whil

There’s no way they could no that? I text back a thank you and step into the shower to prepare for tonight. I’m going clubbing for my birthday. Something feels different tonight. I look online at the available nightlife. I feel drawn to one called “Apex” it looked like and electric vibe and a fun place to dance. I called an Uber to take me there after I had dressed in glittery red mini dress. It felt odd on me. I had not worn something so short in several years but, I wanted to be different and have fun. I paired them with some black stilettos and some gold jewelry. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a slut but, I know this is what the “It” girls would wear to something like thi

Ace’s POV I got back home in the middle of the dark, and headed straight to bed. Angel was still sleeping peacefully, and I snuggled beside her, then held her into my arms as I listened to her rhythmed breathing. On the other hand, my racing thoughts didn't give me the privilege of getting to slumber, so I watched into the phantasmic sunrise amidst the dark, raging clouds. Around 7am, Angel regained consciousness. She didn't say a word, she just stood from my numb arm's rest, and disappeared into the bathroom.

I laid quietly hidden in the spot, praying my little sister would be found alive by my Dark Angel but twilight was fast approaching and with it my hope was growing dim. I knew so well from the stories I have heard and the books I have read, that nightfall was the time for the dangers that roamed in the night, for the beast that called beyond the mountains and the great forest of Gaiasania their home. I could hear the pitch of its growl increase, as I could feel it searching frantically for me and my sister. I held my breath, its frustration was growing and so was its anger. How could my Dark Angel be out there in the open and not be seen by it?

Draven sang excitedly. “She is dreaming of Silas; I heard her thoughts, calling his name,” Angela tattled in Draven’s mind, somewhat emotionless. Draven closed his eyes to find Angela, only to see her eyes contain utter sorrow. It quickly disappeared when Draven’s amethyst eyes turned a pure violet. Angela started to show discomfort; she lowered her head and whimpered in pain. Draven then snarled, causing her to immediately lose consciousness.

’ she wanted to scream to her goddess for putting her in this misery. She started trembling all over in trepidation and sobbed. “Please, please leave me.” A deep chuckle resounded the dark space of the forest all around. It seemed malicious, too malicious. “You dared to escape my dark coop, Angel. For a fragile human being like you had the guts to escape me. Didn't I tell you… You can never evade me. Not in this life, You are mine…MINE.” His dark intimidating aura absorbed the lively atmosphere around them as He said those menacing words.

ANGEL Everyone has a dark secret. The filthiest, dirtiest, corrupted fantasies that we imagine just before sleep take us to oblivion. That innate desire our judgmental world silences, it lingers in the pit of your stomach, spreading like a virus, an incurable, rotten disease to your throat, an abomination never to be whispered. Do you have a secret like that? Think hard. . . You can tell me. Don't you have one like that? Think again. . . Harder. Go deeper. Take me in—all of me. I want to be inside. . . of your mind.