Becoming The Dark Femme 소설 & 이야기

"Is it scaring you?" "I don't want you to loose your innocence." I inhaled her divine scent. "Doesn't mean I can't enjoy the doom of my enemies..." She whispered on my lips. "I am here to take care of your enemies... You don't have to do your hands dirty." She is already in my dark world but I don't want her to get consumed by it. This darkness shouldn't dim her light. She gently placed her lips on mine, making me drink the wine from her mouth. Her lips moved like rhythm.

I had been busy thinking of them, how I felt about them, what my thoughts were of the whole situation and more importantly, I hadn't been able to keep my mind off the sorceress. What had Quinn called her? I sighed. I didn't even know what to call the sorceress. He had said that she was a genderless dark wizard who could switch forms. It sent a shudder to me to know that someone could be a male or a female anytime they wished without going through an operation.

They are not the same even though they share the same race. A dark elf woman stands at the apex of the ground floor. Height nearly seven-foot and green eyes that matched the same color as Ellensandria. She has an old fashion breastplate that covers her chest and rustic leg plates that cover her lower appendages and middle area. Within her shaking right hand is a short staff with some runes carved inside the head. Though she is nervous, her features suggest that she is calm and collected. The torso armor has blood splatter running along the hem to the collar. Across her delicate-looking face is another scarlet splash. A long and wet tongue slithers out of her mouth. The tip of her wet induced

"Poor creature, unable to protect herself. That's why I don't want to live as a lowly human like you; you can't survive alone. You are all stupid and weak." Before I could finally let out my last breath and pass out. I heard a voice. A very deep and blood-curdling voice that seemed to come from the depths of the earth. At the same time, I felt as if two sharp and scalding objects had sunk into my neck taking my life away. This night. . . I made you mine. I bestowed you power and immortality. I am now your god, and you'll serve me forever, Avery Raven.

Then she saw the marks left on my calf from last night, where the thing grabbed my leg from under the bed. "Oh poor Lilian, I understand it's your first night?" She started talking to me, sitting next to me on the sofa, by the window. "...some beings are intrigued by our ability. They can sense that we can see them, and they want us to acknowledge that. Although we sometimes don't want to, because of their hideous features." She hugged me, then saw my drawings on my lap. "These are really good for your age Lilian. It is good that you have an outlet for your dark experience." She told me in confidence.

"- What the fuck are you doing here? I ask him with a tough voice. -Same as you, my queen, looking for pleasure. Dark replies very cocky. -Alone?Seriously? -Well, I was planning to drag you inside while you were walking through the lobby by yourself, but it seems my dad went ahead of me." Dark says. Naked, wet, and hard, I think the best solution for this situation is for me to shift into the most gorgeous incubus female with two pussies. Dracono and Dark take a step back seeing me shape-shifting like that, and get amazed at how perfectly it fits me to be an incubus. I get between them and kiss them both, turning from one to another, touching their bodies, scratching their skin with my sharp

I look at her like I wanted to rip her apart. “What? You can’t?” “I can,” I answered quickly. She smiled like she won a lottery. “Then, can you lend me your soul?” “What the fuck are you saying, Cresia?” West butted in and hid me behind him. “Simple, I wanted her soul to become powerful West. I am planning to be a queen of darkness. Isn’t it interesting? I can make you my king if you wanted.” “Never, never in your wildest dream.” West gritted his teeth.

“You aren’t like the others. You saw his darkness—and understood it for what it was.” It wasn’t a question, but I nodded. “You’re different, Jesse. Different than any other female they’ve ever brought to him. And even though I would have removed you from this place if I could have, the truth is… you are equipped to deal with the darkness here in a way none of the earlier women have been.” “What darkness? I mean… I can feel it. But… where does it come from?” “We all have darkness, Jesse. You know that. You can see it. The wolves are dark already, but Cazz…”

“What is coming is going to lead this world into darkness." The creature was well under her wolf stature now, Serena stepped closer. Her body the embodiment of strength and fury, the black power of the Onyx wolf coursing through her as blood. Not just a survivor, she had become a force of nature. “I’ve been struggling since the day I was born,” she snapped, her eyes shining fiercely. “You’re right about one thing — you’re the darkness. But I’m the one who’s going to see it burns.”

I am the shadows. Humans like to fear what they do not understand. They do not want to face their shadows, because that means staring straight into the unknown. But there is nothing wrong with darkness. It is not evil or cold. It is not the end of all things, it is the beginning. It is rebirth. I am no longer afraid to embrace my true nature. I am ready to become the darkness incarnate. The Queen of Night. With nothing left to lose, there is nothing to keep the darkness contained. Fueled by my need to react, to find and protect those I love, I pull myself up, the shadows in my room flexing and contracting with the movement of my hands and legs, moving with my breath.