Dark Sides Book Novels & Stories

He said, flipping me to his side swiftly, my wide eyes immediately fell on him, he looked drunk on lust, his hands were running sinfully over my naked body, Although it was our second time I was still getting shy under his gaze, they were like the darker shade of his iris, holding need, craving for my body, longing for sex and most importantly, sin in his eyes. He didn’t look like the person I knew as him, it was a different soul in the same body.

Groaning, his hand falls forward as his body shakes. “You better not change, promise me you won’t go cold, you won’t turn into me and Emmett.” His eyes stay on mine and my heart explodes. “It made us like this.” Nodding at his words, I smile. “I promise to be me, no matter what you do Grayson. Your darkness won’t make me turn cold and distant, my light will fight it.” Has he never let people help when he kills someone? The thought disappears as his grasp on me tightens on my neck, and his hips begin thrusting. He doesn't stop or slow, even as he groans and finishes a second time. He keeps going, my screams becoming louder as my body becomes exhausted. He’s lost himself, all emotion has gone

Reuel whispered, his hot breath hitting her face and neck before he returned to his seat. "It's nice meeting you, Elise," Azael added once his brother had taken his seat and Elise felt her chest tighten. There was something dark and deep in his tone, an evil promise that she couldn't comprehend. It felt as if she had entered a dangerous place with no way of escape and what creeped her out was her intuitions were never wrong.

Lucifer let out a low, menacing laugh, the sound reverberating in the room like the thunder before a storm. "You were never meant to be like them, Lucian. You have always been mine, whether you accept it or not. The darkness will always call to you. Remember, you tortured them and killed them most cruelly. How can you say you're not like me? Remember Lucas and Ben...?" Lucian's heart raced against his chest. A sudden surge of energy coursed through him as if the shadows were trying to drag him into their depths, pulling him away from everything he knew. He felt his strength waver, the force of the shadows overwhelming him, and his heart grew darker.

Chapter 49 “I don't understand” I whispered, not getting anything at all.The boy remains silent, just looking at me with the same blank face. “A shadow walker is something that is made by doing some horrific ritual through dark magic. It's impossible to succeed in it but if one do so, there's so much that can turn out wrong.This boy is epitome of evil.A Threat to us all” As Drax explains all about Shadow walker to me, I couldn't help but feel sad.He is just a little boy.

"You know, those days with you were the worst of my life. I wish I knew you were this wicked, Elena." Elena smirked. "You brought out the beast in me, love. They say, 'Don't underestimate darkness' allure; even pure hearts are drawn to it.'All thanks to you." Alan begged nervously, "Today's a happy day; don't ruin it. Let's reschedule. I'll meet you, give you whatever you want." Elena laughed, raising her hands. "What more could I ask for? Check the news, Alan. It'll clarify things."

he muttered under his breath, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and padding barefoot through the halls. He found Damien in the kitchen, sitting alone at the marble island, a glass of whiskey in his hand, staring blankly at the glowing city lights through the window. The room was dimly lit by the under-cabinet LEDs, casting shadows across Damien's face, which was etched with a rare vulnerability. Zeke approached silently, his muscular frame moving like a predator, and wrapped his arms around Damien from behind, pulling him into a firm embrace. "Couldn't sleep, huh?" Zeke whispered, his voice a low rumble against Damien's ear.

I saw his eyes widen in horror as he looked at their bodies; there were several visible red, somewhat purplish marks on their skin. Pamela almost fell flatly on the floor when Cisco suddenly let go of her. " Pam ....did you ..." He was lost for words. I just folded my hands across my chest and waited for the cops to flood our compound. Today, I was going to show Pamela the dark side of me. This was my chance to get her out of my life, our lives and maybe Cisco and I could settle our differences and be whole again. " Now you get why I had to break her skull," I said, speaking directly to Cisco.

Restricted Archives. The sign should have been enough to stop me.It wasn’t.I descended. The temperature dropped with every step, until the air itself felt sealed away from the rest of the world. At the bottom, a single table sat beneath a flickering torch, covered in books that looked older than anything I had ever seen. One title stood out. The Fall of the Shadow Queens. My breath slowed as I opened it.The pages were fragile, the ink faded but still legible.Illustrations showed figures surrounded by living darkness, not casting shadows but commanding them as extensions of themselves.

"You're a coward. You're so afraid of feeling something real, so afraid of letting someone in, that you'd rather push me away and convince yourself this is all just about professionalism." "You don't know what you're talking about—" "Don't I? You told me a story last night, Zade. About a boy who lost everything and became consumed by darkness. A boy who didn't think he deserved light anymore." His whole body went rigid. "That was you, wasn't it? That story was about you. And you've spent so long in that darkness, so long punishing yourself, that you can't even recognize light when it's right in front of you." "Nancy, stop—"