Dark Fanfic Novels & Stories

His body recoiled instinctively, his confidence flickering for just a second before he forced it back into place. I stopped a few steps in front of him and lifted my gaze, meeting his with a cold, unyielding stare. “You wanted to see me.” “You think you’ve won?” Cassian snapped, hatred burning in his eyes. I said nothing. His lips curled into a dangerous smirk as he stepped forward, testing the limits of his chains. “I would come for you… And your happy days would end.” He leaned in slightly, emboldened by his own venom. “When you’re gone,” he continued, lowering his voice, “your mate will warm my bed. I’ll take her every night in your”

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I closed my eyes and mind linked my father. “Dad tell Freya that I tried my best. Tell her that, I love you always, forever be mine. Dad, please protect her, I'm so sorry ahhh...” I felt a sharp pain in my side when he stabbed his hand deep into my ribs. They cracked and broke as he thrust his hand deeper into my body. My eyes closed and tears ran down my face as darkness devoured me and silence was all that greeted me. Tyler Cole

Xiao Yao: If young master Wu wasn't brazen, the accident inside the private room would never have happened. Yu Liang: If he was brazen enough he would have done things the same way, only with an audience. You know this is a Dark BL Romance, if the character isn't a lamb with a Yandere family to protect, he can just be played by the various slag gongs. Or the character is the slag gong itself. There aren't many options in this type of plot. Xiao Yao: (...) The system that a pure and warm-hearted young Fujoshi, she couldn't talk to a person as pragmatic and cruel as Yu Liang. She felt depressed in her heart that the Lord God had sent her as the system of the Dark BLs worlds.

Of course he didn’t stop when a normal person would have stopped five insults ago. Because he leaned in even closer, his eyes dark, his mouth tilted in that infuriating half-smirk, and with that exact same voice Damon used when he had me shaking last night, he said it. “I wanna fuck you,” Daren murmured, slow and deliberate, like he was dropping a match into a field of gasoline on purpose. “Oh, fuck, I wanna fuck you. I want to put my fingers in your pussy and pinch that fucking pink clit of yours… and watch you squirt all over my fucking face.”

“You can’t just...” “I can.” I cut her off, my tone leaving no room for argument. “And I will.” Her jaw set, but before she could retort, her body betrayed her, a soft, involuntary roll of her hips, seeking friction. A flush crept up her neck. She hated that, hated how transparent she was when the heat was riding her. I didn’t mind. I liked seeing the cracks in her armor. Liked knowing I was the one who put them there. “This isn’t...” She swallowed, her voice thicker now. “This isn’t right.”

Ermanno,My father whom you killed had a lover and she is their Daughter", he said and Damien's eyes grew the darkest shade hearing him and with a smirk he continued. "Why do you always have to take the girl who is related to me? First you stole the girl I loved, and now you've taken my Poor Sister," he gritted his teeth and pulled a blade from his pocket. He slashed his own skin, and blood flowed from it. Damein felt disgusted by his actions as he looked into his eyes, grinned and drank his own blood. "You're probably wondering how I'm not dead. And what happened to your ex?"He asked again, like a psychopath, and replied without even asking.

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That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

Zayn quickly advanced, intending to help her, and before Darkel intervened, gloating, intending to cut off his son's path, but saw his Mate thrown away and groaned in pain, so that Darkel fell with her automatically. " You weak one, you're taking advantage of me being unable to transform," she screamed, forced to run, and this time she was the one who got on top of her, putting both hands on her neck, suffocating her as hard as she could. Darkel wanted to intervene if he hadn't stopped breathing as well!! Zayn widened his pupils watching his very angry girlfriend " Shit she looks hot and she's angry" Mars flirts, and Zayn secretly agrees