Dark Corners Book Novels & Stories

I search his eyes with mine, feeling like I'm drowning in the intense grey pools, and then I smile, slow and dangerous. "As you say." ~~~~~ One of Dominic's staff shows me to my insanely spacious room and I spend the rest of the day unpacking and gossiping with the girls. Amidst all I was doing to keep myself busy, my mind continued to flash those grey orbs in my head, and kept pointing out the effect his voice had. And by dinner time, my body is electrified and I can't find a suitable outfit to hide my aroused nipples poking through my dress. I join Dominic who's already seated at the dinning in silence and no words are exchanged as we eat.

a cool, unimpressed voice cut in. I turned my gaze to the shirtless man seated on the couch, his eyes fixed on me as he sipped from a glass of wine. As I stared at him, a thought flashed in my mind, if Claude looked like a prince then Silas looked like a dark knight. My face flushed a deep shade of crimson as he tilted his head slightly and hummed. “But you’re right about this one… she smells delicious.” At that last word, his eyes flashed a bright, eerie white.

My own children, and my fiance. I kept pacing between the shelves, my eyes scanned every title and books. There had to be another way. There had to be something, anything that didn’t involve… him. And then, tucked away in a dark corner behind a pile of tattered scrolls, I found it. A small, black leather-bound book with crimson stitching, worn with age. “The Lost Remedies of Asterfell.” My pulse jumped. This was different. I opened it carefully, the pages brittle beneath my fingers. Dust filled the air, making me cough, but I barely noticed. My eyes darted over the faded, nearly illegible ink until I found a heading that made my heart skip:

An oversized cardigan, a pleated skirt that rested just above my knees, and rimmed glasses; my hair was in a messy bun with a pencil stuck into it. No one ever looked twice at the quiet Elena Voss. Perfect. I headed straight to the Rare Books section, the one Dr. Marcus Hale guarded like a treasure. I chose my usual spot; a wooden table tucked between towering shelves and I spread out my notes. But my real prize was waiting for me right on the shelf, a leather-bound book I’d discovered two weeks ago. Shadows of Desire by Marcus Hale. My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures.

I replied back as I stretched my hands to remove the painting but it didn’t move, instead it slid and revealed a medium sized box. I took the box out and placed it on the desk. It was an old mahogany box with gold engravings on it. “Sinclair” I opened it carefully and revealed a very thick brown greenish book with about 200 pages made of parchment or something like and had the title written on it with big bold handwriting: “BOOK OF SHADOWS” I smiled happily, I couldn’t believe that I had it in my hands and looked at Kevin who was still anxious saying: “We found it” he nodded his head and was about to speak when we suddenly heard an applause behind us.

"Hi, it seems you haven't noticed me yet, there is no other way I can explain your rude behavior. I am Grace Shanks, Venator Grace Shanks. " The look I got from Diccon Faust could only be seen as condescending. "Yes, very pleased," was all he said to me before turning back to Reese. "Is there any reason to believe that an incident might occur?" Why did he ask him the question now? "Not that we know of." Reese put his left hand back into his jacket pocket. I knew exactly that he was now holding his pack of cigarettes in his hand. But I also noticed how he gave me a look out of the corner of my eye. "But you can never have enough people who make sure that the proles do not pose a threat to any

- Samael thought as he prepared himself for a meeting with Nadir. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ At the same time, Maria found the book she was looking for from the owner of an antiques shop, but it was her property and it was impossible to buy or borrow the book, so Maria sat down at a table in the back of the shop, took out her notebook and copied the ritual she was interested in with all the drawings, which needed to be outlined. The owner of the book additionally instructed them on how to prepare for such a serious ritual, how to cleanse the room after it has been performed, so that nothing uninvited would remain in it. The woman also warned them to be careful, because by wanting to contact a particu

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

♠️ ETHAN♠️ The warehouse district was a ghost town at night, rusted metal and broken windows, the perfect place for secrets. We moved in silence: Caspian’s team in black tactical gear, Dre and I flanking them. Thermal drones had pinpointed heat signatures inside the old cannery building. We breached hard, flashbangs popping, doors kicked in. Shouts echoed as Caspian’s men flooded the space. Brandon had Georgia pinned against a wall, knife to her throat, eyes manic. Jamila and Francesca stood nearby, guns drawn, duffels at their feet, ready to bolt.

I saw a glimpse of light at one end of the corridor. I am supposed to be scared however I am not. Actually, I am hell excited to know what is here? Which fears me is Girik. If he is here then I should be afraid of him another wise everything is okay and exciting. After searching on the spot of brightening place I found no one around. There are several shelves for books or files. Every chamber has at least one file or books in it. My eyes caught a beautiful book which has a dark blue cover with a silver coating over it.