Dark Naruto Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Something had gotten hold of my right leg. I turned to see a black, shadowed hand grabbing my right leg, pulling me closer to it. It was the Velkrin. It opened its mouth widely. Suddenly, I could feel the life force draining out of me. I would end up like that kitchen maid. My adrenaline was triggered, and my claws drew out their sheaths. I fought back, hoping to live to survive another day. I raked my claws at the shadowed form, scratching and tearing at it with full intensity. It shrieked a cry of pain. I had done damage to it.

Darun thought to himself, recalling the images in all the books he had opened and read while trying to research what Geran meant by going all the way. With the things Geran had done to him and the way he looked at him, Darun was sure that he would want to be on top, and even if Darun could be the one to top, he still would never do such a thing. All he intended to do was make him wait until he was strong enough and could transform into his own wolf. His powers would increase substantially and he wouldn’t have to suffer in silence and be tossed around by him. “Just you wait…” he thought as he strode away in a hurry, wanting to dip himself completely in a hot pool of water just to get rid of a

his jaws clenched “Oh! that’s not good they died. You didn’t enjoy them fully. I feel bad for you honey. You should torchured them more. Their cries and screams would be solace. “ “Don’t worry they were not as I already showed them hell by taking their eyes out and leaving them in a blood sucking ants room. You know it was very soothing when I was hearing those cries.” Dinara smiled and ruffled his hair. She gave him a glass with her perfectly manicured hands. Falcone gulped in one go “I need to go!” Dinara was making shapes on his naked chest and he smirked. Nandini bowed her head in shame. Chiara chimed

Effortlessly and even showing his original form with his hair color in the mix of crimson and purple, and his hue of eyes that marks the ability of his mother, with the shade of his father. Nate’s eyes widen in surprise and wonder. Seeing the spitting image of the Maiden and the Prince towards the person that is currently right in front of him. “That’s why.” Haru smiles, and with a wave of his hand, the black flame that currently surrounds them grabs Nate and pushes him into a wall. Pinning him in place, while the same flame bounds Haruna in place to where she currently is. “I need some answers and fast. You know where to seek for me, Farah.”

I choked back a scream, knees buckling, but his hold was too firm, keeping me upright. With each heart's slam against my ribs, the pulse thrummed through my skull, into me, binding me, claiming me in ways I couldn’t tell. I could not breathe. There was such deep silence when Danearo looked at me. It was as if he were feeling the same thing, only expressed differently. I would rather have torn my skin apart, clawed my flesh, attempted to lessen what was happening to me- But I couldn't do any of that. "Norak, gra'ak tor'vak ma'kai," (Now, she belongs to me) Danearo growled, voice like the final toll of a death bell.

he spat through his teeth, his sadness turning to blind rage. I couldn’t breathe. My lungs just refused to work. My heart was beating way too fast as my body started to shake. He was coming back. He wanted to see us. The last time I saw that man, he had ripped my school shirt off me and had pinned me to the floor while he undone his pants. He was about to rape me when Jake and Liam came in and beat the crap out of him. Oh God, he was coming back. I replayed all of the beatings he handed out to me and Jake, all the touching that happened when I was alone with him, the whispered words and secret smiles. My vision started to get black spots as I hyperventilated. I was going to die I could feel

She would never believe him, never see him as anything other than a murderer. Without another word, Damon turned and walked out of the room, the diary clutched tightly in his hand. He could still hear his mother’s curses following him down the hallway, each word like a shard of glass cutting into his soul. His vision blurred as he fought back the tears, his heart aching with a pain he couldn’t describe.

I woke up feeling so uncomfortable and it took me a few moments to realise that I was locked up in the lowest dungeon. There was no window and no light. It reeked of mould and other unsightly things. I felt sick and wished that I had never left the packhouse that night. I tried to stand up from the floor but was pulled back by something which made me scream because I realised I was chained to the wall like an animal. The door clicked open and I blinked as light flooded the tiny dungeon.

he was out of breath and his clothes bloodied and torn. A man just turned into a monster snake, and he was worried about my turning into a wolf. “Snap out of it!” I grabbed him by the back of his neck. “Find an axe or a huge fucking knife and bring it here.” “Anything you say, Nezu!” he said and ran off. “Nico, you have to keep still.” Darina pushed me down as I was about to get up. My body was burning up. I shoved her away from me and struggled to my knees. I had to help them.

ROCKAN’S POV I opened my eyes to the bright lights filtering through the little opening of the window blinds. Denara was still sleeping peacefully, her head on my arm. I looked at her and felt like crying for joy. She was everything I needed. A wave of fulfillment washed over me immediately, and I smiled. She stirred in her sleep as the light touched her face, and I raised my free hand to shield her eyes from the sunlight. I didn’t know how long I stayed that way, but I found myself drooling over her all over again, like I had just met her for the first time.