Dark Fantasy Books Adults Novels & Stories

I increase my stroking, loving the feel of my milky juice slide around on my fingers, even in the middle of my hot waterfall. “Are you going to be a good boy from now on?” Iimagine asking him, as I get him away from the wall, and away from his punishment corner. His butt is warm from my loving, committed attention. My submissive nods. “Your best boy,” he murmurs. As he speaks, his dick bobs. Inside and outside of my fantasy, the sight drives me wild. Makes me want to release him, but I can’t. Not until he’s finished with me.

Immortal Desire - vampire, werewolf, witch - a fantasy-based story with dark romance and erotica (you can take a peek at this if it suits your genre taste) - completed 2. Midnight Feast -werewolf - this is a little dark. I don't know how to say it. See for yourself (I like this so much) -new book/on-going 3. The Deserted Wife -TDB book 2 -Romance/drama -new book/on-going

Until the only prayer she knows is my cock sliding in and out of her. I stood up and adjusted my robes. My balls ached. My mind would not rest. I walked to the small room where I keep my secrets. A locked drawer. Inside were small reminders of the others who came before her. A pair of panties. A little cross necklace. Notes they wrote me when they were too far gone to leave. But Diana is different. She is the one I want to keep. Not for a few weeks but forever. I want to hear her raw screams when I stretch her open. I want her moaning and crying while I pound into her.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library. Libraries were meant for smart people, brilliant people who were trying to embrace their full academic potential and become the next big person in history. Not for people who wanted the thrill of testing their ability to make out in silence and distracting the rest of the clearly sensible people. “Do you two mind? Some of us actually come here for important busin—” I stop halfway in my whispered complaint when my eyes landed on the boys huge veiny dick grabbed tightly in the brunettes fist. His hand was underneath h

The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding. Everything written in the book didn't make any sense to either Stella or Morgan. They found everything in the book quite absurd. The book spoke of witches, dragons, angels, vampires, and the devil. They didn't believe in such a thing at all, weren't they just fantasy? If they were to interpret it, it only meant that Grandma Elizabeth was a witch while the stranger guy whom Stella had picked from the streets the previous night was the devil.

When he finally pulled away, strings of spit connecting them, she lay there panting, lips bruised and swollen. "I can't believe we're doing this," she whispered breathlessly, a flush of awe and lingering shock coloring her cheeks. Adam's expression remained unmoved, no trace of guilt in his predatory gaze. He stroked her cheek possessively. "It's fine. You're an adult now. You feel good, right? Tell Uncle Adam, does it make you happy to be fucked like this?" "Yeah," she admitted softly, her voice trembling with sincerity, eyes locked on his. "How does your pussy feel?" he pressed, trailing a finger down to tease her clit.

I slipped inside and closed the door with a soft click. The study was dimly lit by a single desk lamp. Dark wood shelves lined the walls, filled with books and expensive whiskey bottles. It smelled like leather and power. Immediately, recognition resided in me. This was the study Elena told me never to enter. It was her father’s sanctuary and his personal space. Nobody was allowed in. A deep, irritated voice sliced through the silence. “I said no one comes up here. This place is off-limits and forbidden.” Ethan Blackwood sat behind the massive oak desk, his white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled up his forearms. Elena’s father, the man from every dark and embarrassing fantasy I

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

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