Black Desire Novels & Stories

He had known them from childhood that they are greedy and can satisfy their desire anyhow even if it will cost a nation dieing. They are always surrounded with black and evil aura, their aura blazed with hellfire, as if the darkness inside their soul could not be contained any longer and used to leak out without constraint. He stood by the window with their fists clenched into tight balls. He try to hid his devastated expression and He knows He is in his darkest state.

Mane confessed. “Until today,” Hildegarde said, and Mane nodded in agreement, “Until today.” “Nightmares: a level of power long forgotten because of the rarity of people with this level of power. But that was what the Black Dragon was. And like other Mystic Path Users at the Nightmare level, he had his own title: the Black Warrior. Because Mystic Path Users were fundamentally different from New Types, they didn’t earn titles based on ordinary animal forms because their power was beyond that. They could summon flames and ice and could manipulate the elements based on their affinities. And the Black Warrior was no different. Legend says that he had the ability to manipulate darkness, and his p

both tense while the rest of the staff leaves the place. “Dark…” Pit says when we are alone, he smiled at him and pointed to the chair in front of me, he walks slowly and sits down… “I-I'm sorry sir, he called out of nowhere and booked the VIP room, you never said that I couldn't…” I raise my hand to silence her and I look at Nisha, she's really a beautiful girl, her clear eyes fascinate me, her black hair highlights them and the innocence in her gaze catches me, she also has a nice body, no She's like the women I'm used to fucking, she doesn't look like Max's sexy and voluptuous body either, but she definitely has a beautiful body. Completely ignoring the fact that Pit is in front of me and

He seemed completely in control of his emotions. My case was entirely different. I could not control the turmoil of emotions that raged through me. I was extremely afraid of him, and yet my newly wayward body craved his touch. As though this was the last time I would allow myself stare at him so brazenly, I let myself take in his face, and every inch of him I could see from my twisted position. His jet black hair was sleeked back, but from the thick wavy lock that fell over his face, I could tell all he had needed was to run his hand through it. Something about the blackness of his hair made him look so sinister, like some night predator.

I have finally had enough of these assholes in this hell hole labeled as a hospital. 'No! You will go nowhere till you give me the answer to the question I asked you' He tells me and at this moment, he is now sounding so stupid. Okay now, I am beginning to doubt if compared to Jack, Mr. Black is still the World's most famous pervert. Even though I know Jack is a very weird and annoying guy, I never thought him to be this creepy. 'Sweetie, it will do you good to tell me now or I will have to force you to....' like seriously?

His face is a work of art, not just any art, but the masterpiece, with carved high cheekbones, a strong jawline and sensual lips, like a myth Greek god. His cologne crushing the scent of others, and his dark piercing eyes held an intensity that sends a shiver down my spine, and his rich and thick dark hair crowns his divine features with perfection. “He is fucking handsome” I said to Sarah as he came closer, radiating danger and crushing beauty. “You should do anything to get him in your bed, he’s the one I can’t get, and that is the one you should taste, my friend.” Sarah whispered to me. “Hi Jackson, this is Gloria” Sarah said to him as he got to where we stood.

Xareth’s voice cracked through the room like lightning splitting a tree. In one swift motion, he seized her by the throat and lifted her clean off the ground. Her legs flailed mid-air, her fingers clawing desperately at his hand. “I warned you,” he growled, low and lethal. “If you dare meddle in my affairs again, or defy my rule, I’ll send you back to the Black Abyss.” The Black Abyss? Even through the pain clouding my thoughts, that phrase echoed in my mind. People say cruel things when they're angry, but that didn’t sound like a metaphor. That sounded like a place.

I can't still believe I have formed a blood pact with a demon. Suddenly, my heart pumped wildly then I just saw in my mind my red-colored grace of the Cancer and his black curse joining as one. After these two orbs united, creating a black-crimson orb, a new sign was inscribed inside it. It was a sign that symbolizes a fox and a crab. “Now, let's get going. This is the birth of the Black Zodiac,” Mammon said then the Infinite Prison broke apart into pieces.

Her eyes were so deep and blue and even if she's in a distance, looking directly into it was like she was in front of her. "What do we do now" asked Bong who smelled like shit. He just peed on his pants earlier. "Just wait on my signal" she whispered. Her eyes not leaving the Badblood. Below her were the villagers with their spears and swords ready. Fear was clear on their faces but it was overpowered by the determination to fight for their village. The Badblood closed her eyes and when she opened it in a second, they were gray. Her pupils gone and everything around it gone.

He suddenly dropped me to the floor, bent down and whispered. "DARK DESIRES...." "Wh.... what are you...",I stuttered trying to understand what he was saying. But then I felt a heavy metal on my head. I felt everything blacking out.