Dark Deception Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Darcy looked at the weak bitch lying in front of her eyes and left from there. Xavier looked at Darcy with the Pain in his Heart and before anyone could notice them, he closed the doors of the room. He slowly licked the bleeding part controlling his urge to Consume her. He licked her over there making her Heal faster than she always does. He doesn't want her pain to last even for Eight Hours like it always does. He is the only one who knows her Secret and he wants to keep it a Secret.

Turning around, he then said, “Oh, and if you talk about last night to anyone, I’ll be sure to end the arrangement with your dad and expose your whoring ass to the world,” Sierra was too stunned to speak. She could only watch him in terror, recoiling in fear. Raphael was nothing like she thought he was. Just when Sierra thought things couldn’t get any worse, she’d fallen into the devil’s trap. “Have a great day, sweetheart,” Raphael said with that menacing grin, taunting her before exiting the room. * * * - - - To Be Continued. - - -

I ignored him for the rest of the ride. I changed my outfit and went to bed. The morning, Rowan was nowhere and I had to taste the cake for the wedding today. I went to search for Rowan only to find him outside, he wasn't alone. There was his girlfriend with him. I tried to hear them talking discreetly, ‘’How long Rowan, I miss you baby, I can't live like this nor without you’’,the lady said, whom I believed was aliyah. ‘’Dont worry love, it will be over soon, just a few months and you will be mine. I will make a fake situation like me and her weren't working. Then we can be together.’’

“If you keep up with that, you're gonna leave me with a bruised arm,“ She eyed his grip, with clenched teeth. “Fucking let go already.“ “Just one night,“ Arthur rasped, tightening his grip around her waist. Standing on the dancefloor, with the multi-coloured chandelier directly over their head, Arthur knew he was prone to getting attention. It was a bold move standing at that spot longer than a minute. A very bold move, for someone who dreaded scandals. “Let me go! I've seen your likes, dealt with them…“ “I doubt anyone could be as agonized as I am. So no, you haven't seen my likes as I'm the only one of my kind,“ “If you're willing to wager your life just for a night with some random

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: Friday night was consumed with nightmares and at 4am I decided to give up trying to sleep. I leaned over to my nightstand and pulled out a book and a reading light. Might as well take this time to get something useful done rather than scroll away on I*******m again. It had been a bit but I was finally reading to finish the last book in this fantasy romance series I loved. I hadn’t wanted the story to end so I had put off reading the last book. I loved the romance between the two main characters, a bad-guy fae who turned out to be the good guy all along, and a human girl who finds herself thrown into a world of magic. I just loved their relationship, and the whole concept

Yada closed her eyes and tried to sleep. "Yes, this is a nightmare, but I fear you are already awake." He moved, appearing beside her a second later. "How. Did you do that?" She was breathless from the scare he had imposed on her. "You will learn in time. I simply moved from one place to the other, just faster than you could perceive." Gabe's answer was simple and mocking. Yada rubbed her temples crawling back to the wall. "You're not real." "I am very much real, and you soon will see, you too shall enjoy the darkness as I do." He moved quickly, taking her wrist and bringing it to his lips.

Please do not let it be him. But deep down, in the trembling, traitorous center of me, I already knew the truth. ShadowKing was Jax. And tomorrow, when the guilt had settled into my bones and the daylight tried to shame me back into purity, I would likely open the app again. Because some hungers do not care how many times they have already cost you everything. They only demand to be fed. I curled tighter into myself, the golden scar glowing steadily against my palm, my body still slick and aching with the memory of his words. Sleep felt impossible because the echo of his promises and the terrifying knowledge of who waited on the other side of the screen filled my head...

Are you Damien? The three dots appeared. Disappeared. Appeared again. DarkVeil: What if I am? Would that change how you feel? LyraNight: YES! Of course it would! That would mean you've been lying to me for YEARS. That you've been listening to my most private thoughts, my darkest fantasies, and using them against me. That would be manipulation. Betrayal. DarkVeil: Or it would mean I've been giving you exactly what you needed. A place to be honest. A person who accepts you completely. Someone who knows every part of you....the light and the dark....and wants you anyway.

I made sure to emphasize the words shady business, and Rachel’s face turned red, then white, as she stood there trembling with rage. “Dear, I was just joking with Clara. Who knew she’d take it seriously? I’m not pregnant. Just go home already.” With that, Rachel pushed her boyfriend, Lucas Young, aside and tried to walk away. But Lucas wasn’t about to let her go. He grabbed Rachel’s wrist, his tone suddenly icy. “What’s that supposed to mean? You are pregnant. Why would you lie to me?” Rachel, desperate to leave and get on with her “lucky charm” deal, tried to pull away. All she wanted was to get out of there as fast as possible.

it was all pointing to someone powerful, someone who controlled the very strings of this island’s dark underbelly. “Be careful, Andrea,” Sophia whispered as I headed off. “And keep your phone close. We might need to call for backup again.” I managed a tight smile. “Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere without you two.” The corridors beckoned me onward, and with every step, I felt the weight of deception press down harder. I couldn’t shake the feeling that tonight was just the beginning. Whatever this hidden enemy planned, it was clear that the game of shadows had only just begun—and we were already deep in its clutches.