Captive In The Dark Book Novels & Stories

He had been attacked by werewolves and there had been enough of them present to take down a dragon shifter. As if on cue, there is a scratching noise from in front of me. The sound of a key turning in a lock sends a chill down my spine. I hear a door knob turning, the door creaks at is pushed wide open. The room is still pitch black, except for a pair of golden orbs that are staring straight at me. I take a deep swallow, as I try to slow my racing heart. My captor was standing in front of me. Would they turn on the light and let me see their face. “Who are you?” I ask, my voice raspy.

What was he about to do to me? Before I could think of running away again, he grabbed me and held me down. He gave me the shots, making me scream and I was covered in sweat. It drizzled on my body that I became so still. A few seconds later, my eyes were shutting off on their own. A few seconds more, darkness loomed around me. ***

I can't live my school because it's the only school that get dark-side books in it's library in my town New Orleans. I frequently used to go to library to read about story life of past oracles so I went against Mr John's advice by sneaking into the library to read my favourites untill I was banned not to enter the library anymore. Even though I was banned but he had forgotten that I borrowed a book from the library weeks ago which happened to be the darkest one called The Black Cults because I was eager to know how the black cults kill the Viper in that book.

he patted her back as she muffled her cry on his chest. ****** Inside a quaint cottage nestled within the depths of darkness, a heavy silence suffocated the air. Feeble rays of light struggled to penetrate the dimness, as a solitary candle flickered, casting elongated shadows upon the worn wooden floor. At the center of this disconcerting tableau sat Luca, his unconscious form tightly bound to a sturdy chair, ensnared in the clutches of captivity.

) #WrongReasonRightOne #Mafia #Dark #Twisted #Steamy #ReadtheWarnings #SensitiveThemes #Dominant #Caged #Kidnapped #Revenge Synopsis From First Book in Duo Series: CAGED-A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance Erica Kidnapped. Sold. Caged. I should’ve known. But with the monster I was familiar with locked in a mental asylum I stopped looking over my shoulder. And that’s when the real monster in a Armani suit, with beautiful face and a dark accent decided to haunt my dreams and every waking moment. Antonio Rossi. He bought me for the reasons unknown and now I’m a captive in his billion dollar cage. It has cliffs and forests and river. It has everything but the peace and freedom— two things I have

His tanned skin contrasted with his orange shirt. "Good morning, Ma'am. You look so beautiful in the morning." His eyes almost disappeared because of his wide smile. "Morning." I smiled a bit. I went to the bench and sat there. I opened the book that I found at the library. The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. I glanced at Sandro when he sat beside me. I just smiled at him before dropping my gaze on the book. "I did not know that you love reading," he commented. "Yup," I responded, eyes remained on the book.

"I did nothing. And if you're not going to get your shits together, I'm going to lock you up in a room, until you get your senses back." I stared at him in total shock. This was the same man who was gentle with me this morning. Whom I thought had a soft spot in his eyes. To whom my heart had begun having a soft spot. The same man that took me captive but I gave him myself. Knowing how dangerous his world is. Without thinking straight, I reached for anything my hand could land on from his desk. A bird-like décor that is sharp enough to slit me. I pressed it to my neck. "If that's the case then, I would kill myself and be freed from the pain." I declared.

Dante laughed and laughed like a maniac and only the darkness surrounded him. *** Deep within the hideout, the air hung heavy with malevolence. Claire, trapped in her restraints and confined within a dark cage, could sense the presence of evil all around her. She strained her senses, trying to make sense of her surroundings and find a way to escape. The sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the chamber. Cassandra, her dark eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and malice, emerged from the shadows. Her form seemed to meld with the darkness itself, making her an ominous figure in the dimly lit room.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

“Oh, you guys are not going to believe this. Our little spy is a massive freak.” I adjusted my posture, holding the diary up to the ambient light of the limo. “‘If he pushed me against the bookshelves, I wouldn’t even fight back,’” I read, my voice dripping with dark amusement. “‘I want him to take control. I want him to rip this stupid sweater off me. I can practically feel his hands gripping my thighs, bruising my skin, pushing his huge dick inside my tight and wet aching pussy while he whispers my name…’”