Christine Feehan Dark Series Novels & Stories

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.

She needed to finish her studies and then she would open her own fashion line in Canada and right after that, she would take her father with her also. These were her plans, Plans for the future but her fate had different plans for her future which would take 360° in her life, leaving her nowhere to stand, in Complete darkness. In Her DARK World, she would be all alone. Without her husband, without her studies, without her father, without any hope, without any feelings, without any light. Only Pain, tears, Betrayal, and vengeance. End Of Flashback:- The prison's van stopped outside of the court with a screech and her body stumbled.

“Someone didn’t stop it. They shortened it. Cut the tether mid‑cast.” My jaw tightened. “Cassian?” She shook her head slowly. “No. This came from the origin point. From our side.” A slow, angry heat spread through my chest. “Someone in my castle.” Someone who walked my halls. Someone who bowed. Someone who smiled. And sharpened knives behind their back. The image of Braden’s eyes flickered like a cruel joke. Not yet, I told myself. But the suspicion dug its claws in anyway. “Why the Dark Forest?” Aven asked quietly.

, she said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".

Whoever it was, they were badly hurt. The forest was darker than usual, the moonlight barely breaking through the thick canopy. Every step forward was cautious. My instincts screamed at me to turn back, to leave it alone. After all, I had no obligation to help. But I didn’t listen. Something about the pull of that blood, it was familiar yet dark. Not humanly. And then I saw him. Lucian. I know him from a thousand years ago, the legendary prince of the dark who went against his father for love and saved the world against his father's annihilation plan.

He said. So I walked over to my desk on the other side of the room and I turned the computer on. I logging in and I started hacking into the dark web immediately and immediately I started looking at all different chatter that was happening. But none of it was vampires. It was all about the town that was taken out, but it was mostly werewolves talking about it. Communicating with other packs to try and find out more information. I’m searching on the web for hours without even realizing it when someone knocks on the door.

Gerald pinned me to the couch and had his way with me over and over again. … I mopped the floor, my waist still sore from yesterday's activities. Then, Rachel tottered to me in her heels with another young woman who was dressed expensively. They shoved me into the bathroom and refused to let me leave. I stared at the other woman for a while before laughing softly. Rachel scowled and snapped, "What are you laughing at?" I was laughing at how these rich kids conspired to commit crimes. The arrogant woman with Rachel was Isla Sadler—she was one of the people who'd caused Lila's death.

I turn to look to my right and a girl stood there looking at me. “Excuse me?” The girl asks politely. “Yeah?” I quickly reply. “Do you have a brother called Killian?” She asks. A strange feeling happens, I instantly feel sick and become lightheaded. I can’t explain it it’s just a weird feeling I have. “No. I have a sister.” I splutter. The girl nods and walks back to her desk. Why did I feel the way I did when she asks that? Killian... Who is he?

At that time, Morana felt Daniel's hand stroking her forehead and pulled the blanket to cover her body. If nothing had happened before, maybe Morana would have liked Daniel a bit… But not now, she hated him so much for making her suffered. # # # When Morana woke up again, the sky was almost dark with a red tint indicating that the sun was almost setting and letting the moon take its place, the moonlight fell on her bed. Morana felt that her head was very heavy, even though she had slept all day and night, but that was unable to shake off the tired feeling that still clung to her heart. As if the sleep does not mean anything.

Even if it was, I desperately wanted it to be a nightmare that could never be the truth. However, look at my luck, it was true, the dark truth about me that I killed my one and only friend, my best friend, Jiahn Kang. She was in a lot of pain, pleading, begging me to spare her life. Was this really me? A person who could never see her loved ones in pain and here I was, the one who killed her own best friend, a best friend who was more than an elder sister to her.