Dark Fantasy Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

He said, and this only added to Alice's confusion of why he could say those words so easily to a stranger. Devon reached for her fingers, which she was fiddling and intertwined hers with his. Alice couldn’t help but bite her lips as her heart hammered in her chest. The tingling feeling she always felt when they touched was increasing. “We Lycan have only one person they love throughout their life. That person is called their mate”

“But I came in a strange way.” “Water under the bridge Nara, kiss me.” he said and leaned towards her to take her mouth in a deep kiss. As she responded, he pulled his lips away and gazed into her dazed eyes. He liked the way they always got heavy lidded after kissing. “We can actually make love in this jungle.” he said suggestively, nibbling her lips. “Please, no way.” Inara whined in protest. “Then start riding back home. If I get to you, we’ll make love out here.”

I roll over on top of her, pulling her leg over my shoulder and sliding inside her. Fire begins flickering around her mouth as I take control of her mouth, her body, and her mind, flooding her with my love, pushing it into her as hard and fast as I thrust into her. I swallow her moans, and whimpers and cries, and when she comes, exploding around me, the bed lights on fire. “That’s right, my dragon, burn in the fire of our love,” I growl, not stopping until much, much later, long after we left the bed in ashes.

She looked at him the most. "What could I possibly do now?" He asked. "The shades will try to find your weaknesses. Something tells me you will try to help the female lady and her brother and if the shades are hiding behind the shadows, watching you they will believe you are interested in making her your mate." Rayven stiffened. Mate? He did not want to think of Skender sinking his teeth into Angelica's neck and bonding with her forever. He did also not want to think of Angelica being chased by the shades because they wanted to kill a demon's mate. A human mate was a demon's weakness.

I would live to make her every fantasy come true, no matter how dark and unbidden… I moved away from her lips, kissing the column of her neck instead. She sucked in a breath when my teeth graced her marking spot and this time, she couldn’t hold in her moans. “Dargan,” she whimpered, pushing on my chest. Despite it being the last thing that I wanted, I pushed up, looking into her eyes again. There were so many things there. So many beautiful things that I loved. But seeing the flicker of fear there just about broke me…

They settle in my chest like stones, heavy and impossible to ignore. Darko loves me. A wolf— not just any wolf, but the dying wolf that was supposed to fade into nothing— loves me with an intensity I felt in every syllable. How is that possible? How can his wolf be so certain about something that makes no sense? I'm human. Human. Not his mate, not his destiny, just a girl pretending to be something she's not. Yet Darko looked at me with eyes that saw past every lie, every mask, and declared his love anyway.

He staggered back, intaking Selena’s hoarse shriek. A metallic warmth filled his mouth and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The red splotches melt into damp soil, sending the others to warzone with Sitka and Xavier stepping forward. Orion leaped forward and grabbed Zaden’s collar “I love her, Zaden” his words echoed across the vicinity, effectively shutting down everyone who was trying to stop them. It's purely personal and they refuse to choose a side. A low growl rumbled from between the alpha’s chest. Call it possessiveness or anger or territorial, but something new sprouted in him, drawing a distinctive line between friendship and love. That was till Zaden peered into Orion's tearing eye

“This face, I have never seen such dangerous yet adventurous expressions on your face before. Like a… psychopath…” “Do you like what you see? Or do you wanna run away?” She chuckled. “I love to know that I have already scored a point ahead of you in this game of obsession. Finding the rest of your hidden parts won’t be difficult, Zephyr” “Right now… you don’t know what you have done…” my voice came out rather hoarse. “Let’s catch each other from our brightest to our darkest side. Let’s not leave any stone of our lives left unturned. And by the end of this game, let’s see how deeper the roots of our love grow and how wilder our obsessions become. Because our love, Diana…” I shook my head slow

“Hopefully Fenrik was there to settle your desires.” I gasped, stretching my mind to all the conversations they must have had. But something else crossed my thoughts. The expression of his eyes when he complimented Fenrik. They dulled, like a knife that had been smashed against stone. He was glad, but not all too happy. There was sadness in his face. He got up to leave, his eyes fixated on me, breathing in-between each strike. He swallowed a lump of saliva, before blinking for a second. “The vervain is still in your system,” he said, caressing my cheeks with the back of his hand. “If you ever need to fulfil your desires,” he paused and stared at me passionately. “You come to me.”

She could feel the heavy beat of his heart through the duvet and her limbs were melting. The thickness of his arousal was a blatant pleasure force he used to encourage her thighs even wider apart. When he raised his head, Electa found she was panting like a sprinter. His ridiculously dark eyes leaped with burning flames, his deep chest heaving, his teeth gleaming white in the darkness between his hot pulsing lips. “Tell me… Were there any other lovers, zoi mou?” Adrastos repeated the question. Electa looked at his face… into his eyes… Then her eyes fixed his mouth, wanting those lips back on her lips, needing them there…