Dark Deception Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Dark sighed, though irritation seeped through. He needed to act. To pretend. To be obedient. Even though he wanted to laugh, he forced a smile and answered with complete pretense— "SURE," Dark replied, short but dripping with double meaning. Before she noticed his cold tone, he quickly excused himself and left. Clear in his mind was only one thing: "I'm not going to fix this, Mama... I'm going to make it even bigger." "And in the end of this scandal—Miss Hermenez will still win my heart," he whispered lovingly.

“I don’t care anymore. I just want you.” The deception had worked perfectly. Their obsession grew darker, deeper, and far more dangerous.

He would probably lose his sanity if he woke up with seeing nothing but darkness. We stand up with my hand, holding on his wrist, stepping my foot carefully. I can now feel my feet touching the soft mat on the floor. I wonder if Lenan did this on purpose. He knows that I like soft things like soft rugs and soft carpets. Well, I'm wearing a soft tee right now. I hissed and gently rubbed my belly, did I just hit on the table. I think we're now walking near to the kitchen. Right, we're now in the kitchen. I can smell it. My favorite part of this unit. Did I mention that I love cooking, yes I did, I think? That's my dream. To be a great cook. But, I can't see it anymore. I can't be what I want t

I knew that spark was still smoldering, buried beneath the surface. I needed to fan it into a blaze, to harness the anger and resentment that had been simmering within me. By focusing on those emotions, I could channel them into a counterforce against the Darkness's manipulations. Its influence was potent, but I knew it was a facade, a cruel deception designed to ensnare me. As much as the pull of The Darkness was trying to force us together, I knew deep down that wasn’t real. It was just The Darkness, toying with me.

It was a truth whispered in hushed tones, for it carried both privilege and sacrifice. In the realm of the supernatural, the concept of a destined mate was deeply ingrained, an age-old belief that transcended time and species. Each supernatural being, whether it was a demon, vampire, werewolf, or other mystical creature, was believed to possess a singular, fated counterpart – the other half of their soul. This union was considered the most profound and sacred connection in their existence.

seduce her. Dark. I enter the room after the conversation with Claus, it is dark and I see Cristal lying on the bed half dressed, she seems to be sleeping, but as soon as I fully enter she turns to see me, she smiles shyly but I ignore her, she stirs uncomfortable and whispers “Are you angry with me?...” I don't answer, it's not about being just angry or not, one of my men just lost his life and it pisses me off.

It’s a shadow I can’t escape, no matter how fast I walk, no matter how far I go. And as I walk down the sidewalk, I feel the undeniable weight of something dark pressing against me. The kind of dark that doesn’t just disappear. It lingers. Watches. Waits. And I know, with a certainty I can't shake, that whatever this is—whatever has started—it’s only just begun. Alessandro's POV

"Yes, I have several cousins, some aunts and uncles, too. They are all spread out. I haven't seen them in a long time. I have no idea where they are." "Okay. Hmm... Okay." I stood. "Alright, Kezia. Just relax. Think of this as a vacation. Don't worry. I'll figure out what's going on. You can return to your life soon." She frowned. "Okay." "Good. I'll see you later. Just take it easy." I turned and left the apartment. Liam followed me down the stairs. He stopped me before I reached the garage. "What is going on?" "I think the darkness is planning something. They couldn't get me, so they got her. It has something to do with the Grey line..."

The sound raised goosebumps along her exposed legs and a shiver to run down her spine. He sat up. His fingers shifted into claws and tore her shirt open. Ten years ago, this would have surprised her, even made her call out in shock, but her fingers caressed his cheeks and brought him back down in a welcoming kiss. She felt him sigh against her lips as he melted against her. His claws woven into her hair as he wedged himself between her thighs. "Lily..." His voice a deep rumble in his chest. "I have a darkness within me." He murmured against her lips. One of his hands left her silky strands to grab hers and placed it against his chest. "A darkness that Karmina so desperately wants."

“You don’t have to think about Black and his cheating ways.” Georgia’s head felt heavy. They were in his penthouse, and she wasn’t suspicious—she had trusted him before. But now, she realized she had walked into a trap. “All my life, I loved Black,” she said. “We were happy once. It wasn’t about fame or younger girls. But now… I’m just a shadow of myself.” She started crying again. “I gave him everything,” she whispered. “My body, my heart… my life.” “And what did he give you?” Brandon asked coldly.