Novel & Cerita Dark Books For Adults

The simple black-skinned book was a scholar's chronicle of his search for lost knowledge at the time of the coming of the Dark Gods, and while it was an interesting read, it didn't really teach Viktor anything very useful. The book titled only Anatomy, on the other hand, fascinated him and he had to acknowledge that the concepts and detailed information it contained were easy for him to assimilate and integrate into his own knowledge. In fact, he seemed to have a strange affinity for the ideas presented in the book. He attributed this to the long relationship he had had with death by growing up as the son of a priest of the death god.

It feels like I live in a prison where I can never be happy or see the light beyond the darkness around me. I never had friends or a girlfriend because my father doesn't let anyone get close to me. Sometimes I feel a lot of pain in my body and this always happens during the full moon, so I take some horrible medicine that my father gives me. He says it's for my good, because if I don't take it I'll get sick, I know it's not that, but I don't have my grandfather to tell me what's wrong with me! These nightmares that don't leave me alone and are always the same turn me into a horrible wolf where I'm in a war of leadership, that's it and the same dreams or nightmares every day.

Something within her leapt to meet it. The darkness was grainy, empty — gilded in small pools by candlelight and the thin shafts of moonlight that penetrated the stained-glass windows. Rose smiled, feeling disappointed. Wishful thinking. Too many vampire novels. Anne Rice and Freda Warrington had a lot to answer for. Then the shadows moved. The breath caught in Rose’s throat. Her mouth went dry with anticipation even while a heady pulse ticked between her legs. ‘Come then,’ she said softly.

"If you're well equipped with the elements, your subconscious will guide you to what you desire and hope to solve. In your case, I highly think you will get a small idea about your wolf. Whether it's just a feeling you'll feel, or a small vision. It depends." The darkness that surrounded my vision didn't leave me feeling uneasy as it always did it was somehow oddly soothing. I guess it's because of the items that Dimitri bought with him. The soft music that was playing low is all but purely relaxing. It gave me an aura of relaxation and concentration. Or perhaps the bowls that were close by, did a trick as well. Either way, it was working surprisingly well for me since I thought it would be

"Is it scaring you?" "I don't want you to loose your innocence." I inhaled her divine scent. "Doesn't mean I can't enjoy the doom of my enemies..." She whispered on my lips. "I am here to take care of your enemies... You don't have to do your hands dirty." She is already in my dark world but I don't want her to get consumed by it. This darkness shouldn't dim her light. She gently placed her lips on mine, making me drink the wine from her mouth. Her lips moved like rhythm.

“The Black Book holds the oldest secrets of the royal bloodline. Spells that can bind an Alpha’s wolf forever. Records of every forbidden ritual. Names of those who broke the laws of the Goddess. It can end the Alphas… or remake them. As for where it is hidden… the royal vault is only the beginning. The true location shifts with the moon cycles. It calls to those marked by darkness. You will know when it wants to be found. But beware … the Book does not give power. It takes. It always takes.” I opened my mouth to ask more, desperate for anything that could help me, but Elowen leaned back into the shadows, silent once again. The itch in my hand returned with a vengeance. I scratched harder, b

Below it, two opposing forces met in a cataclysmic confrontation. I recognized the faces of the Lycan brothers, their ferocity unleashed, fighting with a primal hunger I hadn't witnessed before. And then, a moment that stole my breath—a massive, shadowy creature, its eyes burning with an infernal light, rising from the depths, casting a pall over everything. It was a being of pure malevolence, and my blood ran cold as I felt its gaze, even through the vision, pierce directly into my soul. The final image was of a colossal, ancient tree, its roots reaching deep into the earth, its branches stretching towards the heavens, yet its leaves were withered and black, as if cursed.

So he took advantage of being home on sick leave and spent whole days on his laptop, searching the Internet across the globe for the most reliable sources possible. Maria, after long conversations with her husband and Miguel, let herself be persuaded and promised that she would find some way to contact Nadir, but the search was more difficult than she thought. Firstly, Maria didn't know exactly what to look for, and secondly, where, after all, she didn't know anyone interested in something like black magic and summoning demons. But one night the answer came to her by itself, in a dream in which Maria saw quite clearly the book she was looking for and a spell that would help her contact the c

But the drive up had taken longer than G****e Maps promised, and now my beat-up Honda was dead on the side of the narrow dirt road with a flat tire and no spare that actually worked. It was full dark. The forest was alive with sounds I didn’t recognize—rustling leaves, distant howls that made the hair on my arms stand up. I grabbed my flashlight and started walking, praying the cabin was only a couple miles ahead like the rental agent had said. I didn’t make it far. The first wolf appeared out of nowhere. Huge. Black fur. Eyes that glowed yellow in the beam of my flashlight. It snarled, low and vicious, circling me. I backed up, heart hammering so hard I thought it would burst. Another one a

he suddenly slows down his pace and pulls out his cock before teasing the tip along my entrance, my pussy clenching around nothing. “What are you doing?!” I whine desperately. “Beg me for the rest, little whore,” His dark whisper commands near my ear. “Beg me to fuck you through the night and into the dawn, or I will keep edging you until you are sobbing and offering me even more than your blood and body.” “Please Draven,” I beg shamelessly. “Please fuck me through the night and into the dawn however you wish. Please.” “That’s my good girl,” he growls and next, he thrusts into me again and resumes wrecking me nonstop with his cock.