Dark Love Books Novels & Stories

That’s why his darkness lured me in, because my darkness wanted to be freed. There was no denying anymore that I love him, I love him beyond anything you can possibly imagine. I wish I could run back, and tell him that but it would be of no use. As he said, he could never love me. And now, he hated me. How funny that my darkness is what makes him hate me, while it’s his darkness that makes me love him. Yes, how funny. To be Continued......

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.

It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body. No mere witch was capable of such a feat. One would have to trade his soul to the darkness to be able to perform such an act. And whosoever was at the dark side, was an enemy to the light, and the living. But this monster stood tall before me, eyes black like the abyss it had been awakened from. “All these for a maid?” I knew a fight stood before me, unbound by the shackles of death. I, on the other hand, had no time to waste. Strigurd was prepared for a bloodbath.

Their blood filled each side of the bed. I walk out of the bedroom without touching anything. I open the door to Lockie’s room. He sits up and looks directly at me. “Who are you?” he cries. “It’s ok Lockie! It’s me… Killian.” I whisper. “Why are you in the dark?” he sniffles. “Because I can’t let you see my face.” I explain. “Mum told me your very poorly. I won’t be scared of your face. You’re my big brother and I love you.” He chirps.

I could always manage her emotions, appease her desire to be a princess when needed, and provide her with the confidence to indulge in life without limits. Emotional and material values, I satisfied them both for her. She might not like it, but she had to admit that she would never find another Lewis Leedon who could fulfill her desires. In this lifetime, I would be the one she would never forget. She just forgot that there's no such thing as a perfect partner. We were all just playing roles, constructing illusions. She wanted a perfect lover, and I would act the part for her.

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

She caressed my cheek, This time something inside hit me to shut up, I gave up and shut my eyes before she insisted on me again. Slowly and steadily, I fell into the numbness of the dark fantasy. *** “Slow down, Liam.” I whimpered but he was uncontrollable. His body weighted on top of me and he was thrusting himself in me vigorously, it was harsh hits that scratched my cores, causing me to endure utter pain. “You love to fuck around, isn’t it? Have it then,” his hand squeezed my neck, strangling me to suffocate. This was his punishment, I knew it was coming, I saw that coming.

But when Morana nodded and allowed Daniel to do what he should have done, it was at that moment that Daniel didn't hold back at all anymore. Beat after beat that made the bed under them creak, mixed with the sighs of the two of them. It is this sound that dominates the hotel room they occupy. Echoing between the bedroom walls and bouncing off the ceiling… The moonlight that penetrates in, becomes a silent witness for the two people who are pushing themselves to achieve worldly pleasures that cannot be described in words. Again and again… They did it all night… # # # The room was dark and gloomy because none of the lights were on, while the owner was holding his cellphone tightly and standing

“Keep it.” “If you read the contract properly, you’d know this conversation was inevitable,” he said flatly. “Have a good life, Ruby.” She turned to leave—but stopped. “I was stupid to think Caspian Blackwood would ever love me,” she said, her voice trembling. “To think you’d see me differently from the rest. But all you’ve ever cared about is power, luxury, and the Blackwood name.” She inhaled shakily. “Congratulations on being the perfect Blackwood man. And I’m sorry for loving someone who clearly doesn’t want to be loved.”