Dark Fanfic Novels & Stories

Its far from what you are thinking. ''And how do you know what I'm thinking, the all knowing Sky?'' I sat straighter now. ''Damian and I were talking and....'' ''Just talking-?'' He asked looking at me with googly eyes. ''Yeah, just talking-....He mentioned something though about someone's death, a female I presume......and inside, he died with her. I think her death is the cause of all his hate and sorrow. I just want to earn his trust but gosh!.....he is just so stubborn...''

I always liked happy endings I am not a fan of sad or tragic endings so yeah. I already mentioned the book will be a little realistic mixed with fantasy so it was always on you to read it despite the warnings. Dark romance having a tag of forced love mostly has this type of story trope so, of course, you started this story with an open mind. You should know what you’re reading through tags and warnings which I gave many times. It was always your choice.

But I guess I failed, and this is my second chance. I watched him starve and get cold, I watched him cry and grow. A day in heaven is far more different than a day on earth. My armor was gone and same with my other powers, I will be like this for one month. A month equivalent to decade on earth. Day by day I started to understand why they want him dead. Sometimes I wish he will not wake up from his sleep and will be gone so that his sufferings will end. I saw him grow strong, there are days that I try to manifest as an old man giving him food or penny. There are days I pretend to be one of his classmate and hand him help. As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them,

When was the last time you ate? Me: Uh… Dane: Seriously? Me: I have a bad memory. Dane: My palm is twitching. Me: Sir! Dane: Yes? Me: Are you saying you want to… Dane: Spank you? Yes. One hundred percent. I squealed quietly, as if he could hear me if I were too loud. Everything about Dane was intense. Even when he was joking, he was intense. I’m literally an abuse victim. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I like this? Why do I want this? This should scare me, but it doesn’t. I’ve read enough dark romance books with werewolf daddies, mafia men, and Doms to know it isn’t scary. That it can be good if done with the right person. The image of Dane Wetness pooled between my legs.

To All of My Lovely Readers, First of all, I want to give you my deepest gratitude for your continued support with the Fated series and the Dark Moon series. There is still plenty of story to be told between the two. Dante and Ziyah were two of my favorite characters to write about because their lives were filled with so much pain, but it only made them stronger. The Goddess paired them together because they could truly understand and support what their mate had gone through.

I open my mouth to correct my stupidity, but she beats me to it, her lungs filling before she explodes. “Am I sure that I’m blind? Yes, I am!” she growls, her voice rumbling hard enough to be mistaken for a wolf’s. “Everything I see is a blur or a blend of what it should be. I can’t see your face properly, which is why I didn’t know it was you when I first saw you. It’s the reason I didn’t know that Blaze was a bunny, I just saw a black blur!” “I didn’t mean it like that,” I say quickly, holding her angry gaze. My skin tightens at her scrutinizing look, Theo whining in pain to know that our mate is angry with us. “I just couldn’t imagine it at all. You never seemed to be.”

"'YOUR' only lead, not ours. You should stop reading those Twilight novels. Next thing, you'll say Taylor Lautner entered your room in the night and whisked you away in his big strong arms." "Stay out of my fanfiction, Dorian! Knock it off!" Maddie growled and punched him on the arm. Scarlett blinked at the thought, Maddie reads Twilight Saga novels? And mostly, she favored werewolves over Vampires. Typical fangirl. But then she wondered if she could ask her if she had the Midnight Sun edition. "Well, I hypothesize that they're an extraterrestrial race posing as humans and they're looking for more hosts," Zack exclaimed.

Therefore I have chosen a 19 years old, male incubus demon, as I do not want her to fall in love. Love would make her weak, or she would suffer and turn evil and of course, we do not want that. His name is Dark. He is very strong, handsome, a little dominant, with black eyes, blonde hair, oh and his body is delicious. I might give him a try myself soon, as I don't give a crap about age gaps. You know me, I always have what I want to have. I will taste him a little bit, maybe I will even do it right before Anna. But I won't, not this time as I want Dark to have all his strength and energy saved for Anna.

In his mind, there was no longer a skinny girl but a chubby girl with a big ass on her knees in front of him. “Fuck.” he wanted that so bad. He wanted Anais so bad. He wanted to fuck her hard and fast. The more Damian imagined it, the harder his breathing became. He suddenly imagined Anais sitting on the bed, holding both her legs up with an aggrieved frown on her face and tears in her eyes. “Fuck!” he yelled out. He quickly slipped out of Fiona and stroked his cock as strings of warm cum flew into her back. This wasn't enough.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad