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**This page is free, and you should not be paying any coins for this** Lovelies, THESE THREE CHAPTERS ARE AVAILABLE ON THE BOOK BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon. As much as I wanted to put them here, I knew most of you had read the first book, and it would be unfair to let you pay for it again. But I will not put it here for free, as there were violent and steamy scenes there. To relive that moment, please open the book BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon and check out the following chapters:

It wasn't any ordinary book—it was an old folklore tome filled with rituals, spells, and hidden amidst cryptic language, and dark magic. Just as I prepared to delve into its pages, my phone dinged. A F******k notification. Curious, I opened the app and hesitated for a moment. Then, with a swift decision, I typed Lexi's name into the search bar. There she was, her face filling my screen. I sat back, a malevolent grin spreading on my face. I didn't even need dark magic; everything I wanted to know was right here in the palm of my hand.

He had a lot of work to do, and he needed to consult the dark books that had been hidden since the time of the first vampire king. "The black stone may keep me out for now, but no stone can stop the rot of doubt and the poison of a broken heart when I am finished with them. I will wait for the crack in the wall, and when it appears, I will pour my darkness into Westoria until there is nothing left but the sound of my laughter and the taste of their tears," Lucas said. He sat down in the dark and closed his eyes, his mind already weaving a web of lies and traps that would eventually catch the wolves and bring Jillian back to his feet where she belonged.

The only light illuminating the large space was the lamp on the bedside table. The walls were painted a deep, matte black. Every element in the room screamed darkness. The curtains and bedsheets were a deep shade of velvety black. There were also paintings. Not normal paintings. They were moody pieces that were gothic and mysterious. I wouldn't dare stay in this room for a whole day unless I was willing to loose my sanity. "What do you want?" his voice came out low and rough behind me. I turned to the direction of his voice and saw his bare back facing me. Running my eyes along the black tattoos on his body, I tried to make out the figures and shapes he drew on his skin. The dim light made i

Before I could stop myself, I turned it and pushed the door open. The room was dimly lit, the air carrying a faint, woodsy scent mixed with paint. My breath hitched as I stepped inside. The walls were covered in canvases, all of them depicting the same image: a melting face, caught in a horrific scream. One canvas stood out, larger and more vibrant than the others. The paint was still wet, glistening under the soft light. Beneath the image, a word was scrawled in bold lettering: darkknight.

she cried to us as she handed us the painting that was meant for us. I just smiled at her as she hugged us. I looked down at the painting I was holding. "Life in the Darkness" — The Woman Who Lived in the Dark." ** Life in Darkness has signed off.

In the dream mansion, When he reached there we went inside and give the card to his madam which his master sent for her. "Madam, master send this card for you and told me to tell you to shop more as what you like? And the password is your birth date" Alex said and placed the card on Emily's hand. Emily looked at the black card in shock, Lisa was also the same. They never saw this card in front of them now that the card is in Emily's hand. "Emily you are really great. Look you have a black card in your hand. You can buy the whole shopping mall by this and even still its limit won't be ended."

Pushing furniture out of her way, she placed the large white candle on the floor in the center of the room and then the black ones in the four corners of the room before lighting a long twig and handing it to Tara. “Say these words as you light each candle,” she instructed as she took a loose piece of brittle, yellowed paper from the back of the book and handed it gently to Tara. Tara immediately went to the black candles and lit them one by one. She repeated the words the paper each time she lit a candle. “I bring forth the power of light, the power of the heavens,” she read aloud, “Enclosed are we within these boundaries. No evil can penetrate. It is said and it is so!”

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

He removed her black hair from her neck and she shivered when his lips touched her skin. "Why?" She breathed out when his hand traveled to her neck. "Because I like Darkness..." He turned her around and slammed against the wall. His hand caressed her neck and slowly stopped on her breasts. Veronica moaned and bit her lips when he squeezed it over her top. His eyes traveled on her erotic face. Red flushed cheeks, desperate lips and unstable breathing. Her boobs fit in his hand perfectly. His thumb set her lower lip free from tortures of her teeth and caressed it with his tongue. Her nails dug in his back when he massaged her breasts and dominated her mouth with his tongue. It drew muffled moa