Dark Novels Novels & Stories

He hit John very hard on the back, pulling him away from his girl, who hugged him tightly, pulling at her with a trembling heart. Aaron, Jack, come quickly, talk to his beta and his brother Then he looked at the frightened Renee, "Come on, Black." He muttered, his eyes turning immediately to the color of his wolf "black." His face, neck, and even his hands were filled with fearsome veins, black veins Lucas began to read the spells in front of him quickly and nervously Zain sensed him who raised his hand He pointed at Lucas, muttering a few words, and then the book fell out of Lucas' hand

They collapsed in a wrecked heap, bodies slick and leaking everywhere, holes twitching ruined, cum pies sealed or oozing free. Zeke's lovers curled close and devoted around him, breaths ragged, skin marked with bites and bruises. "My perfect sins," he murmured soft, voice laced with possession. Remotes went silent for the night, plugs humming low as aftercare. Tomorrow brought bigger deals, Harlan's ghost fully exorcised, Roskov's empire expanding. Deeper depravities waited in the wings, the family bond unbreakable. The empire throbbed on forever, fueled by cum and dominance.

Fire and Ashes Alpha Rowan's POV Some wolves mistake arrogance for strength and I hate those ones too blinded by greed to see sense. I call it stupidity. The rogues are outcasts from different wolf kingdoms, those who committed crimes and were banned and excommunicated from their pack. And suddenly one of them rose up and decided he could use the outcasts to build his own empire. Who thinks like that? Denver, of course—a new breed of senseless outcast. We got a new set of wolves to join us later as we arrived at the spirit land boundary.

He reached into his jacket and pulled out a thick book, tossing it onto the table between us with casual indifference, “Here, since you’re stuck here for your little vacation anyway, might as well make good use of the time, maybe learn something that doesn’t involve asking questions that could get you killed.” I looked down at the book, recognizing it as some kind of crime novel, then back up at Elias with irritation, “I’m not on vacation, I’m being held here against my will.” “Potato, pothato," he said with that infuriating smirk of his, “either way, you’ve got time to kill and nothing better to do with it, so try not to drive yourself crazy overthinking everything.” Before I could respond

The house was still, dimly lit from a small bulb in the hallway. But as I turned the corner into the kitchen, I froze. He was there. Mr. Carson. Leaning against the counter in a plain black t-shirt and joggers, a glass of dark liquor in his hand. The way the shadows clung to him made him look like something out of a dream I wasn't supposed to have. He looked up when he saw me. "Couldn't sleep?" he asked, in a low voice, almost like a whisper meant only for me. I nodded slowly. "Just... needed a glass of water."

I asked, making no effort to hide my confusion. “The Dark realm consists of nine pillars. The Vampires, The See-brids, The Shadowers, The PantherBrids, The Evens, The Rogue-brids, and three others.” She paused, and a downcast expression masked her face. I leaned properly on the chair, and listened with rapt attention. My anger and hurt was momentarily forgotten. This was the closest I'd come to knowing about the drama I'd been plunged into.

Don’t worry, the blood of those you now love will soon cover my new toy. They will bleed out hearing your screams of pleasure as I fuck you. Ready or not, I’m coming for you little fox. I feel sick. Placing the lid on the box, I stand staring at it. “Whose blood is on that knife Emmett?” Bear looks at me. “I can only assume based on the note those he killed in Raven’s life from before.” “Okay, that’s even more fucked up, I thought it might be pig’s blood.” I shake my head at him, it’s dried on, why would he keep it?

They’re both fully clothed but the woman’s head is tilted back as she moans. Is this normal here? It makes me sick and angry. Luther is busy looking down at his phone, his thumb moving around on the screen as he pays no attention to the room at all. And Matthias is leant back on the sofa, drinking from a glass of brown liquid which I can only assume is whisky or bourbon. So vampires drink alcohol too.

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

My last picnic date with Jason ended up great as you all know. I am currently, sited on the couch, my book held up in my right hand and my hot cocoa coffee in the other. I take a sip of the coffee and kept it on the table. I once said I love reading novels but I will go ahead and say it again. Novels are great but only when it’s not dark romances. I can read any type of novel but not dark romance. Don’t get me wrong but I find dark romance annoying and very boring and sometimes disturbing too. This morning when I went to the library, I took out two novels of which one is a dark romance novel and the other is practically a vampire romance. I love vampire romance novels; by the way. Everyone h