Dark Graphic Novels Novels & Stories

I grew weak, drawing close to the darkness. I heard cries of my name and the wailing of sirens in a distance. Darkness finally consumed me, I had blacked out.

~Derek's Point of View~ My best friend was the only one outside of Eve and Haven that knew about my night in the dark. I walked out of the hotel a little after 5 am and drove home, ready to bang on the apartment door below mine and wake his ass up. Heath of course thought I was nuts, that I could have easily just met a girl on a dating site for this fantasy and not had to pay $10k for it. We had both been single a very long time, both played the field, but both always came up with superficial women.

Within these pages, you will encounter: • Dark romance • Explicit sexual content • Possessive and obsessive love interests • Morally gray and dangerous characters • Emotional manipulation and psychological intensity • Violence and supernatural brutality • Power imbalance dynamics • Toxic attachment and emotional Dependency • Jealousy, domination, and control • Blood, death, curses, and immortality • Themes of fear, temptation, corruption, and Forbidden desire • Emotionally consuming relationships • Graphic sensual scenes and mature themes This is not a soft romance. It is dark. It is seductive. It is emotionally chaotic. And at times… deeply disturbing.

Christophe whispered in a black velvet undertone, his breath fanning her cheek, burnished golden eyes scanning glazed amethyst. “Chris...” She trembled against him. “Tell me…” His dark head lowered and his carnal mouth found an incredibly sensitive spot below one small ear, sending shivers of hot, burning need running through her. “Don’t stop!” Lara didn’t recognize the desperate edge in her own voice. And suddenly, she was free. Christophe lounged back against the pillows and watched her with hooded, calculating, dark-as-night eyes. Wildly disorientated, Lara stared back, not understanding anything but the painful ache of her own hotly aroused body.

she cried to us as she handed us the painting that was meant for us. I just smiled at her as she hugged us. I looked down at the painting I was holding. "Life in the Darkness" — The Woman Who Lived in the Dark." ** Life in Darkness has signed off.

"It's not that easy! I can't just go blam and take out Grocer Outlet. What would that even do? Kill some people? That won't kill their boss. That won't take out the darkness!" "So, you're just going to sit in here and read books?" "Yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do until I figure something else or you come up with a better plan." Liam growled and disappeared up the stairs. I slammed a book down on the table. I was feeling just as helpless as he was. I wanted to go in and fight, just like him. But the darkness was smart. It always had a plan, and if I didn't understand what it was up to, it would be a slaughter.

My eyes widened the moment I saw him. He had the most beautiful pair of warm brown eyes I had ever seen. His dark hair fell slightly across his forehead, giving him a relaxed, effortless look. His jaw was sharp, and a small dimple appeared on his cheek when he smiled. He was wearing a neatly pressed shirt with the sleeves folded just below his elbows, revealing strong forearms. Lydia might be right, I thought to myself. He does look like a mafia. And if he isn’t one… then I’m sure he must be associated with them.

I take my food to the lounge to eat while watching TV. When I'm not dancing, I'm cooking and watching series. Mostly thriller and suspense. Believe me, I get scared, but thriller is better than horror. It's mostly blood and guns but with horror? You'll come across creatures that don't even exist yet feel real because of how scary they are. You'll believe there's a Darkasher somewhere out there.