Dark Lady Novel Novels & Stories

Gods. He was too close. Towering over me, silver eyes burning with hunger. A dark, wicked chuckle rumbled from his chest as his strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me flush against his hard body. My breasts pressed against his chest, my nipples hardening instantly beneath the sheer fabric. “What’s wrong, Evelise?” he laughed softly, the sound low and evil. “You look shocked. Did you really think I would let that old man have you after I claimed you? When I said you were mine… did you think I was just talking?”

Kamilla’s POV The sharp creak of the kitchen door hinges sliced through the heavy air like a knife, pulling me back from the haze of ecstasy that still clung to my skin. My heart hammered in my chest as I fumbled with the hem of my skirt, yanking it down over my thighs slick with sweat and the remnants of our forbidden release. Mr. Alfred was quicker, his strong hands already buttoning his shirt, but the room betrayed us, the musky scent of sex hung thick, mingling with the aroma of spilled coffee grounds from the broken cup shattered on the tile floor.

Dear readers, Please note that although this story has a Russian theme, it is written in English. When reading dialogue, please assume that characters are speaking in Russian, even though it appears in English. This is the book 2 in the Dark Desires Series and book one is Dark Obsessions, a MM romance. Maddest Obsseions will be out soon! I did not upload it because I'm still working with a few adjustments on the plot. Xoxo

It put out half of the torches right away. Orin stepped forward. “Light up the space. Now.” Seraphine sent out a burst of white flame. The flame lit up the entire crypt. At the far end, there stood a woman. She was tall and wore dark silver armor that did not reflect any light. Her hair was the same color as Aelin's and was styled in a crown braid. Her skin glowed softly as if reality was having trouble keeping her in place. Aelin stepped back because of the woman's face.

she said to her. Vasilisa frowned. "Not what?" "Gosh, no wonder she has so many naked women in her grimoire," Cassandra muttered to herself as she hurriedly put on her jacket. "She's a fairytale creep." "Don't ever go without it again." The Czarevna handed the Gracelin dagger back to her. Cassandra took it and fastened it into her belt. She was still trembling, but her face blushed hotly under Vasilisa's piercing stare.

Noticing Xyla’s arrival, Sebastian immediately beamed at her and said, “You’re here, beautiful Xyla.” Xyla strode across the room and sat beside him. “Why did you ask me to come here?” Xyla cut to the chase. “I came across an interesting web novel recently. It’s called Immortale. I’m planning to turn it into a TV series, and I would like you to invest in it. What do you think?” Sebastian told her his plan. “Immortale?” Xyla had read this web novel before. It was about the adventure of some martial heroes in an immortal world, Wingardium.

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.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

Another room seemed to be a training ground, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and iron. Every step I took, every corner I turned, was a step further into the unknown. It was terrifying, yet each discovery, each piece of information I gathered, was a piece of the puzzle, a step closer to understanding what I had become a part of. And ultimately what I was up against. One thing was for sure, I was no longer the innocent girl who had been thrust into this world of darkness. I was Elara, a woman who had tasted dark magic, who had used her body as a weapon, and who was ready to face whatever lay ahead.

DARK DESIRES TRAPPED WITH THE MAFIA BOSS Written By Adura EPISODE TWENTY (A SNEAK PEAK OF THE PAST) "I heard she's the only daughter of the Carmen" "So many deficiencies in the world, How could she be choose to be dumb?, Fate was so cruel on her" "Can't believe she can't speak" "She can't voice her own opinion" "She's such a curse" "Her hair is intimidating" "I'm sure she's a witch"