Dark Fantasy Romance Audiobooks Novels & Stories

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"There are different types of magic,but one of the most dangerous and rare being the Shadow." "Sorry to interrupt, but what are shadows?" "This." Then he stood up and blew my mind to smithereens. James stood up...and stayed standing. I was confused at first because I didn't know what I was supposed to be looking at. James was standing in front of me one second and then the next I was looking at inky blackness in the shape of a human form. Someone squeaked. It wasn't me. I would never make such an umanly sound. I hoped. ........

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He tried to stay quiet, but another moan slipped out before he could stop it. “Ahh… fuck… Damien—?” Damien didn’t answer with words. He just groaned against Elias’s hole and pushed his tongue deeper, licking inside him with wet, obscene sounds. One of his big hands was gripping Elias’s ass cheek, spreading him open while he feasted. Elias’s face burned. His hips twitched helplessly. *He’s insane. He has to be a psychopath. Who the fuck wakes someone up by doing this?* But fuck, it felt good. Too good. The wet heat of Damien’s tongue, the way he was licking him like he was starving, had Elias’s cock leaking steadily onto the sheets.

It was erotically beautiful yet sinful. Draco brought her down and bent her with her hands on the wall. He gripped her hips and repeatedly slammed inside until the room was filled with the sound of wet skin slapping. They both froze when there's a knock on the door followed by the sound of a female's voice. "Excuse me, ma'am? Are you alright? I heard something and thought I'd check on you." Farrah opened her mouth to answer when the mischievous man behind her started grinding his cock inside her and she slapped her hand to her mouth to prevent herself from moaning.

I hit send, my heart thudding against my ribs. Almost instantly, the screen lit up. Damon: Do you? I blinked. Aria: Do I what? Damon: Wish I was holding you tonight? My thumbs hovered over the screen. And then I typed, without hesitation— Aria: Yes!!! Sleep refused to come. I tossed and turned under the blanket, my skin too warm, my thoughts too loud. The pendant lay on my nightstand, still glowing faintly like a soft heartbeat in the dark. Every time I closed my eyes, the dreams came rushing back—forests burning, silver eyes watching me from the shadows, flames licking at my fingertips like they knew me.

I step out of my heels, standing completely naked on the cold marble floor. The three of them circle me like predators. Their eyes are ravenous, tracking every inch of my body. I can feel their gazes heavy on my breasts, moving down to the soft curve of my stomach, and finally landing on the wet, dark hair between my thighs. They can see the glistening shine of my excitement. I am dripping, completely undone just from being stripped and claimed. Damian walks up behind me. I feel the intense heat of his body before his hands slide onto my hips. His palms are warm and rough, gripping my flesh tightly. He leans down, his breath hot against my ear.

She argued that with vampirism, witchcraft, and senses of werewolves combined, we will be indestructible. “Niklaus was made with witch powers! Powerful with powers at that! And you think a bite from him would produce the same results?” Lucianna screamed once again, seeking for the attention to be diverted to her. I hid my claws when I saw my aunt averted her gaze to my cousin, Lucianna. I immediately sat beside Natyaramona and assisted her into standing up. Her breaths were heavy and sharp, panting and almost begging for the last of it.

I lay my head on Darian's chest while Dragus shifts closer behind me and wraps an arm around my waist, it doesn't take long before my eyes flutter closed and I give into the darkness. Authors note Hey guys thanks for reading let me know what you think of this chapter and don't forget to follow my i*******m account for updates on the chapters and stuff!! Username x.DanahLouise.x

“Poor Kenton.” “Wait right here,” he said as he rushed from the room. I waited in silence while my mind tormented over what had happened to my lover. He seemed so strong that it was difficult to imagine him being forced into a subservient role. I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn’t even notice that Godwin was back until he placed a tintype of a very fat, very ugly woman on the table in front of me. “This is Serena,” he said. “She was a werewolf-vampire hybrid. Between what happened to his mother and sister and his fifty years as her sex slave, you can imagine the hatred he’d built up.”