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Knowing she didn't have any time to waste, Sara started her search, reading the random titles one by one, not noticing the shadow that was watching her from the back with a sinister smile. Moving from one rack to the other, Sara stopped at a certain shelf that contained a single book, She wondered if the word book could be used to describe the huge tome, unlike the rest of the section's content, this book barely had any dust on it, the wrapping was also eye catching as it was made of dark leather, the darkest she ever saw, and so were the pages, Sara thought to herself as she extended her hand, curious about the odd book, but was stopped midway by the unexpected whispers.

I had called him mad in the past, and perhaps I knew some part of him was unhinged, but not like this. He had let the white bull in, had let true Darkness in. I wondered why I hadn’t sensed it or felt that crippling feeling of dread when he was near. He wasn’t Camille, that was for sure. A shiver ran down my spine as I wondered what Darkness might do to someone as powerful as Dain. I’m weak even as I write this, and though I want to burn this book and destroy it’s remains, I must document my failure. I thought I could finish what I had started all those years ago, but I had miscalculated.

Alexia and Ani both asked me, noticing I was acting a little off. “Hmm? Oh, I’m fin….” I started to say before everything went dark. ----- Thank you for taking the time to read my novel! Like it? Comment below and tell me what you like! Love it? Write me a review! Obsessed? Comment and review and reward me! Let me know how I'm doing! Your feedback is the best reward!

Copyright ©️ 2021. PETILLANT ALBA. All rights are reserved. This is a fantasy novel . All the characters,places ,names and events are all extracted from my imagination. Any resemblance to the real characters,places incidents etc. are coincidental. Since this story is all my creativity so the story will be in consonance with my imaginations. WARNING: It's a dark romantic novel, so there will be mature scenes in it which might be triggering for some of you so read at your own risk.

I braved the darkness blindly when I let him into my life, but I’m glad that I did because now, I am reaping the beauty of it. THE END. BRAVING THE DARKNESS: One Night With The Demon King - Cassandra M / MAR-MAY 2023 ---------------- AUTHOR'S NOTE: Dear lovelies, We have come to the end of another story, and I couldn’t be more grateful for the overwhelming support you gave this book. I was nervous to start Beneath Her Darkness as I had never ventured into this path before. But you proved me wrong and up to this day — this book is my biggest seller, and the support still overwhelms me.

Chapter 134: Abyss of Regrets DAMIEN’S POV I woke with a violent gasp, my body slamming against something that felt like cold stone yet dissolved into smoke the moment I touched it. The impact rattled through my bones, stealing the air from my lungs. Darkness stretched in every direction, an endless, suffocating void that pressed against my skin with icy, probing fingers. It wasn't a mere absence of light. This darkness breathed, it watched, and it hungered.

Back in the physical world, Novel’s body collapsed beside Kitty, as he coughed up a splash of blood before slipping into complete unconsciousness. Inside his mind, Alexei faced the dark, monstrous shadow of the Myth standing before him. “You can’t use me for your revenge!” Alexei roared, charging the beast with everything he had. “My mate isn't dead! Give me back my body!” With a final, desperate strike, Alexei slammed into the dark entity, and darkness took him completely. _____ One Year Later It was Novel’s university graduation day. She stood near the podium in her cap and gown, a bright smile on her face as she chatted and snapped photos with her classmates, completely oblivious to the f

Suddenly, I noticed something, a door slightly opened. My steps faltered. Was that supposed to be open? “Hello?” I called softly. No answer. Yet, the warm glow and silence stirred my curiosity, and I nudged forward. I pushed the door open slowly. A library. The only room in the mansion that felt remotely alive. Books lined the shelves, though they looked untouched and more decorative. The faux flames in the electric fireplace flickered with artificial warmth. I ran my fingers along the spines of the books. No dust. Everything is too perfect. What kind of man lives like this?

From here, it looked beautiful and orderly. The black lake was like a mirror, reflecting the sky's last grace of the day before it was swallowed by the night. She pressed her palm against the cold glass. The heat radiating from her palms drew a foggy outline of it. Her reflection overlapped with the settlement. Many thoughts occupied her mind. Many, many thoughts. (Author's note: If you feel like this chapter was horrible, forgive me. Am not too well, and I have exams coming up. Don't worry, I will try my best to make this book as enjoyable as possible. By your one and only.

The Blackwood Academy — a place where elites connect to elites, and the rich get richer.” RECAP: Jamila begins to play her own game. But will it work in her favor—or has she tangled herself in a web of lies? ♠️ ETHAN ♠️ I stopped Jamila before her hands could move any further. If anything, this proved she was nothing like the innocent image she projected. And I wasn’t as foolish as she thought. “Why?” she snapped. “Because you want Marlene? She isn’t worth it—”