Christine Feehan Dark Series Novels & Stories

Xikoth wanted her to be safe from Vargauz, but the bastard had used his charm to be with her. He had told her that he would come to claim her, had tried to use his imposing personality to infuse fear in her in the hope that she would surrender. But it didn’t work. She was scared of him from the core. And now she loathed him. He hadn’t even shown her his reality. He was the Dark Fae. If she would see him in his real form, she would hate him even more. “Get them out of here, Anshie!” his voice boomed. Ever since he had seen her so up close, all he wanted was his mate. He wanted Illaria and he wanted Vargauz dead.

I had been thinking differents of Liam torturing me once he got me, he would torture me to death this time, I acted out of his bearings. Somebody knocked on the door while my face was swollen from the crying session, I wiped my tears and permitted them to come in, the lights of the room was still off and I was sitting at the bed in the dark. The door opened and a shadow of a mid-height lady formed, I focused my eyes to recognise who it was but my eyes chose not to cooperate with me, “Jenna, my dear,” I heard a soothing motherly voice calling me out, the voice which belonged to Miss. Beckett, “Why are you sitting in the dark?” she was about to hit the lights when I interrupted her in my grogg

"Why didn't you save me?" "I..." Panic seized Francis. She said softly, "You promised to protect me, but you were the one who killed me." "I didn't!" Francis bolted upright and flicked on the light. The room was empty. Except for me, a ghost, unseen by him. The visions kept coming, more and more often. Sometimes it was the fifteen-year-old me, huddled in a sea of red, whispering to him, "Do you want to live?" Sometimes the twenty-year-old me, reeling from my first kill, so sick I could barely stand, wishing he would just hold me.

Falcon laughed as he held on to the knife in her stomach. “ I told you that you weren't supposed to cross my lane. I'm the king….” He was interrupted as all of a sudden, Annabelle suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled it away from her stomach and without hesitation… she broke his wrist. Falcon screamed as he bent side ways, but she wasn’t done yet. She stood back up with her eyes closed and held him by the shirt before tearing the top of the shirt away to reveal his neck. She straightened her self and opened her eyes. Daniel gasped in terror as he saw her eyes. It was glowing red and veins began to pulse around it. It was the same appearance he had seen on Luke.

Kathleen looked out the window as if searching for something. "I haven't told you yet. Jenna was a witch hunter, she fell down a steep slope when I found her." "Hunters? Witch Hunters? Wow, that's cool!" Kathleen was very interested in my profession. "Welcome to Cornwall Village." "Thank you. You guys are very nice, but I can't stay here for long. I have an errand to run." I declined her offer. "I know. But look, the weather outside is terrible. It's snowing non-stop, not to mention you have to cross difficult terrain. Stay for a while, at least until the weather gets a little better." Elgar pleaded.

“You are not the one who placed me in this body but you knew I existed in here.” “I don’t know what you are talking about.” “You trained her defenses until it was nonexistent so I could gain control easily and you saw me when I was leaving during her black outs but you did nothing.” I watched in horror as Finn gave a stiff nod. “Observant. I am not the person who you are indebted to but she is also my mistress.” “Who is she?” Gader’el ordered. “The queen of the light fae. Iris mother.” Finn sighed as my world stopped. I immediately stopped clawing to get control back, the will driven out of me.

My heart in my throat, I slammed the door behind me, settling down on the dressing chair, my mind replaying the events in the red room. I let out a breath. Brush it off, Eve... get ready for Monday, do whatever it takes to get your father back on his feet. I picked up the wipe, rubbing my face off the make-up, and going out of being Eve to Meave. You can also take me for example... Mr. Geffrey wasn't the only one with secrets. I too, lived two lives, one in the light, and the other in the dark. Meave Delaney was a completely different person in the light, but come dark, she becomes Eve.

- Selene lunged toward her and held back the hand, which was already forming a ball of light. Damon stared at the woman in horror. He knew right away that she recognized him. - What are you talking about, you stupid girl? This murderer? Let me go! I've been looking for him for seventeen years... He killed your mother, Namida.- replied Meredith, breaking out of her embrace. - What?? What are you talking about?- Selene stiffened and looked immediately at Damon. - I know the structure of his aura. He left so many particles of it on your mother's dead bosy that the blind would have find him. My gift has never let me down, its him, can't be otherwise.- said Meredith, close to fury.

she said touching my cheeks. I almost scratched her face, all those smiles were fake. She was always hiding behind a facade, being cheerful and nice to me in front of everyone, but whenever she is alone with Debbie, she releases the tigress in her. Debbie coughed and patted Sharon, that was a sign to let her know I'm still acting dumb. "Ohh...this is Trina my close friend." Sharon introduced the dark girl with Debbie. "Hey girls..." She said with a warming smile

Utmost lividity was evident in his dark sea-green eyes at the mention of the man's name. Ren Lancaster is now the one who holds Frostville, a kingdom at the south near the werewolves' kingdom. After raising rebellion and killing the king, he proclaimed himself as the new king. At that time, David was there and he protected the princess he was fond of. But with Ren's dark magic, the people in Frostville were no match to him.