Dark Fantasy Uncensored Novels & Stories

I’m tired of safe. I’m tired of controlled. I’m tired of pretending. I open my eyes. He freezes. His cock is half inside me, twitching, desperate to finish. His face hovers above mine, finally visible after four years of darkness. He’s beautiful. Silver-streaked hair mussed from exertion. Dark eyes wide with horror. The face of a man who’s just been caught doing something unforgivable. “I know,” I whisper. He doesn’t move. Doesn’t breathe.

Her mind finally understood what he was talking about as she stared at him in shock. How could he do these nasty things without even feeling them made her face show how much she felt disgust towards him as she watched his face, and rage poured through her veins. She felt like ,He had turned his emotions off just like vampires do. "Enough, please stop this nonsense already Damien, I am weary of your sick games, you should take help from a psychologist, you are insane",Damien's eyes grew gloomy as he heard her venomous words.

But now that, was going to change. As blood trickled from my lip, I felt the familiar cold embrace of my darkness. But this time, instead of rejecting it, I welcomed it. As I embraced it, my senses heightened, my eyesight sharpening unnaturally. And as the coldness travelled down my arms, black veins started to appear, the consequenting mark of my dark magic. The girls froze as they saw the transformation, their eyes widening in terror. Good, they should be afraid.

Daniel carefully picked up the necklace and examined it. "What just happened?" He voiced out his thoughts before inadvertently pressing the W symbol on the ball of the necklace. A rattling sound was heard within the ball and it split into two,revealing a small piece of folded paper within. "Wow." Annabelle's eyes was wide at this point. "This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder." Daniel muttered and unfolded the piece of paper. It was quite old and contained words written with skyblue-colored ink. The words were thus: 'Luke the immortal.But not the invincible. Above all but vulnerable to one. One poison deadlier than the other. Werewolf venom triumphs over vampire virus.The might of

His vision alternated with the one from his imagination and damn it, this is so much better than reality. Dominic removed his own shirt without taking his eyes off the woman writhing on top of his bed. Ana was panting hard, she was shaking in excitement and you will hear no complaints from her. Dominic knelt in front of the bed, pulling Ana's soaked thong, watching how it passes her smooth skin. When it was successfully removed, the door to Dom's fantasy was revealed in front of him. Ana's pussy was pink and smooth as her skin with little to no hair which he preferred. She looked so beautiful down there that it made his head spin.

"You heard me. Take off your clothes. Now." Ella hesitated, her hands trembling as they went to the buttons of her blouse. She fumbled with them, her fingers clumsy with nerves and arousal. "Faster," he growled. She managed to get three buttons undone before he lost patience. Damien reached out and gripped the fabric of her blouse, yanking it open. Buttons scattered across the floor, bouncing on the marble with soft pings. "Mr. Blackwood!" "You are too slow." He pulled the ruined blouse off her shoulders and tossed it aside, then reached for her skirt. The zipper gave way under his hands, and he shoved it down her hips along with her underwear.

I admitted. His breath was deeper now. And I found myself speaking up. I told him about the dream where my step uncle pinned me against the wall of my childhood home, my lips parted, wrists tied. I told him how he whispered filthy things in my ear while his fingers slid between my thighs. I told him how I begged. How I cried out. How I woke trembling and wet. With every word, my body remembered. The heat. The ache. He didn't speak. But I felt him listening. When I stopped, I was breathless.

Which builds sexual tensions between us, he asks me to send him sexy videos of myself, and I spam him with my regular videos. He tries hard to explain that it wasn’t the kind of sexy he meant, trying to tell me to make my videos more revealing without actually mentioning he wants me naked or he wants a nude video of myself. I act dumb whenever he mentions that, saying “I want to see more, beneath that” I just change the topic of our discussion, asking him about his day and what he was doing at the moment. It pisses him when I do that, I kept up with that, since I never felt safe doing that with someone I barely know.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

Darkness fell over her vision, heightening every sound—the whisper of his breath, the click of his belt, the low groan as he looked at her bare skin. “You feel more when you can’t see,” he said, “Every touch, every order, every punishment.” She didn’t answer. Her lips parted, but the words dissolved into breath. Dante pushed her forward until her knees hit the lush edge of his massive bed. He bent her gently, and tugged her panties to the floor. The cool air kissed her exposed skin. His mouth on her thighs, he licked up her pussy and Elena gasped. He licked her pussy slowly, tongue flicking her clit In teasing circles.