Books Dark Web Novels & Stories

Just before we walked into the communal lounge I shrugged Chad’s Arm off me “I don’t want the others overthinking things. I just want to keep things between us until I am ready for more. “No problem” He grinned at me “Plain old buddies it is” As soon as I walked in I saw everyone hovering around Steve’s laptop and on the screen was girls who looked like they had been drugged, dressed in just their underwear. “What the hell is that?” I growled “This is the site that they are using to sell the girls. This is the link I found for the dark web” Steve looked up at me and I could see the pain in his eyes. “Have I received my invite to this party yet?”

Unleashing a cold snort, Paige Collins spun on her heel and abandoned his den. She retreated immediately to her private quarters, illuminating her personal terminal to access the exact dark network domain Jason had provided. Her fingers were forced to input multiple complex security keys and answer endless verification prompts, but ultimately, her system successfully breached the untraceable black market of the underworld. Back when Paige Collins was still completing her academy cycles, her curiosity had prompted her to log into this exact dark network once before. There were indeed all manners of unhinged, feral entities lurking within the domain—psychopaths, rogue assassins, escaped pack c

It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body. No mere witch was capable of such a feat. One would have to trade his soul to the darkness to be able to perform such an act. And whosoever was at the dark side, was an enemy to the light, and the living. But this monster stood tall before me, eyes black like the abyss it had been awakened from. “All these for a maid?” I knew a fight stood before me, unbound by the shackles of death. I, on the other hand, had no time to waste. Strigurd was prepared for a bloodbath.

I could not tell how long he had been observing us. Out of the blue, Francis said, "Bernard, let's make a thrilling bet." Bernard arched an eyebrow. "On what?" "The drug supply chain in Westborough," Francis said. "Ha! You know that's not what I'm after." Bernard turned to look at me, and all eyes followed. "If I win, Natalie's mine for the night."

Never could he imagine his life would turn upside down in the city of light and he would become someone wanted and loved by his fans. His dark past has always been a secret he buried deep in himself. Something between that period happened to Brandon which made him a man who he never wanted to become, And that mystery is yet to be revealed...

When she saw my Gamma waiting at the alley’s entrance, she lit up, running over to greet him. “Wow, this leather jacket and chains are badass—I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear something like this.” Dorian gave her a polite nod. “I was trying to blend in.” “Well, it suits you.” I cleared my throat loudly, cutting off their conversation. I never liked it when Evelyn focused too much on another man, even if it was Dorian. “Get back to the mission,” I said coldly. “Yes, Alpha,” Dorian responded immediately. “I found information on the Deep Web. This nightclub sells what we are looking for, but they’re not like the pot or LSD that you can easily get from a bartender. You have to prove you hav

The edges ragged and jagged tears bit into the words. Lloyd peered close, the rips making it a bit harder to read, as well as the uneven script, written by a hand that had been shaking. The sun is bright. But all around us is darkness. I could have all the gold in the world. The hidden locations are wide open. But the cost is crippling. I had much of it tossed over the side. The weeds can conceal it and the drowned men can have use of it. The beast knows I came close to finding some way out. And the consequence was worse. Their souls, my own and the blood of children. It won't be sated until a hundred or maybe more have been slaughtered.

“And I will find Daya myself since no one else seems to know where the hell she is.” I began to do just that, my fingers flying over the keyboard. Mikael stayed silent beside me that I forgot he existed for a while, as I perused the chat rooms of the dark web where I knew any and every information could be traded like one bought groceries at the store. Only, it wasn’t money alone that one could trade information for. I continued to peruse the dark web with my expertise and before long I saw a name that made my brows furrowed.

Now, thanks to my skills, I was rolling in money. I scrolled through the website, casually exploring my options. Erotic Nexus was the dark web’s playground for fantasies—absolutely limitless. With a single click, I could arrange for someone to hunt me down in the streets, drag me into his car, and use me like a plaything, treating me like nothing more than an object. It was all disturbingly simple. The site had built-in safety measures: safe words and a detailed contract that both parties had to sign before settling on the specifics. You could remain anonymous or choose to reveal your identity. There were profiles for every type of person you might want—each with detailed descriptions and ra

The country's most dangerous killers, assassins, shooters, fighters and all kind of criminals usually comes to my underground club for business. Some bet money for fighting, shooting while some came here to hire a criminal to kill someone. It was the worst place ever. Every man and woman was dangerous in that room. But amidst all the criminals, my eyes landed on an innocent and pure soul, sitting on a couch alone while hundreds of eyes were shamelessly staring at her body. Even the lesbians were eye-fucking her. Natalia. "What the fuck is she doing here?" I heard Stephen growl. "Same question playing in my head." I hissed in anger.