Dark Sonic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You had a choice, Dickson and please stop repeating these words all the time. And you didn’t choose me.” He stepped forward. “But I’m choosing you now.” “It’s too late.” We were both silent for a moment. “I’m going to marry Lycan,” I said, finally. Dickson flinched. “I hope he makes you happy,” he said, his voice low. “I just… I hope you’re safe.” Lycan’s POV From a distance, I watched them talk. I didn’t like it. Dickson still had a hold on her. That couldn’t happen.

The slick, heavy sound of their bodies colliding echoed off the glass balustrade, mingling with the soft rustle of the wind and Valerie’s muffled, breathless moans around Lucian’s shaft. Lucian held her head gently in his long fingers, guiding her mouth as she took him deeper, his pitch-black eyes fixed on her face, watching her dark eyes roll back in pure ecstasy as Damian claimed her below. "That's it, my Matriarch," Lucian purred dark, his deep voice thick with raw satisfaction. "Take your Don. Let Damian drive you over the edge." Damian’s broad hands dug deep into the soft flesh of her waist, holding her locked against his hips as he drove deeper and faster, his chest slick with sweat, h

My vision flared white-hot, the skin along my fingers splitting as my claws extended. I pushed off the floor with a terrifying burst of speed, my teeth bared, intent on tearing the leader’s throat out. Before I could land a blow, two of the mercenaries stepped into my path, before raising heavy, metallic cylinders. Suddenly... a high-frequency sonic blast ripped through the air, vibrating at a pitch designed specifically to disrupt an Alpha’s nervous system. I staggered with my head exploding in blinding pain as the runic silver chains wrapped around my torso like living serpents, burning deep into my flesh.

They fucked on top of the dashboard, Kurayami spreading her legs wider, gripping her inner thighs, and spreading them, he wanted to fuck that hole longer. Tsuki just screamed, groaned, wheezed, he begged to stop. - I told you, Dark-Dragon, you don't rule. - Growled Kurayami in the midst of his thrusts in and out of him. Tsuki tried not to scream, but there was a cacophony of sounds, his screams reverberated around that dome, with the thrusts, in and out of him, with the new god pushing him, thrusting over the dashboard and controls, with semen oozing from his butt.

Even as an Alpha, Rowan could feel it clearly—Darkson was stronger. Fasterand More brutal than him. “Well?” Darkson’s voice came low, dangerous, his eyes narrowing. “What are you doing sneaking around after the last bell?” Rowan said nothing. His chest heaved as he struggled for breath, but his lips remained tightly shut. Darkson tilted his head slightly. “…Silent type, huh?” A slow, dark smile crept onto his face. “Let’s see how long that lasts.” Without warning— THUD! His fist slammed into Rowan’s stomach.

He threw his head back and laughed, loud, like a mad man. “We’ll continue this later,” he said, still chuckling. “I’ll give you time to think about your answers. My men will take over from where I left off. I will get them from you, Dante. You don’t have to keep playing the silent, almighty Don. It won’t save you.” He turned, crutches clicking toward the door. When he reached it he paused, looked back over his shoulder. “I’m going to have a very good time with Alessia,” he said softly. “And I’ll record every second. So you can watch later. So you can jerk off to the sound of her screaming your name while I make her scream mine.”

I want to scream don’t let her near our child, but my mouth won’t obey. “I know,” Damian whispers, forehead resting against mine. “I know you’re fighting. Just… don’t let go yet.” Darkness surges. The last thing I hear before everything fades is Damian’s voice, raw and unfiltered, filled with something terrifying and absolute. “If anyone did this to her,” he says quietly, deadly calm, “I will burn their entire world down.” And then nothing... I think I died.

As we struggle for dominance his hand found my neck, squeezing it tightly. I laugh while coughing, my eyes never leaving his face. “Vince will kill you,” it was enough to sober him up, his hand loosening on my throat. “Laura! Please babe open up!” Vincenzo screamed as he angrily pounded the door. “Vince! Vi–” I screamed as I push a startled Bill as hard as I could. He stumble on his feet but not enough to lose his footing. With a scream, I swiped his legs. He toppled over. As his body hit the floor I instantly stomp his eyes with the sharp heel of my boots, creating a piece of horrifyingly beautiful music in my ears while his scream echoed around the comfort room.

Don’t you just hate it when you’re woken up from a deep sleep but have no idea why? This is exactly how Xzavier felt as he laid on his back with his eyes closed. He was irritated, knowing that this would be one of his last peaceful nights of sleep after bringing home his precious newborn daughter, but something had him on edge, what exactly? He didn't know. Xzavier’s instincts told him to keep his eyes closed, so that is what he did. He strained his ears listening for what had woken him up, but all he heard were the light inhales and exhales of his girlfriend lying next to him. Wait… the sound wasn’t coming from beside him on his bed, it was coming from his upper left. Xzavier was confused,

“Could you lower your voice, please? It’s quite loud for me.” She screamed louder, her cries echoing against the cavernous walls. With a tsk, he lifted her higher, pressing her face against his body. Then she was screaming against his hard chest, breathing his scent in—a minty, musky scent that made her visualize a sea of ice. Danica was about to bite his chest off when he stopped and lowered his hands slightly. Her frustration momentarily forgotten, she glanced around to see nothing. In the total blackness, she heard a dripping of water. A sudden foul odor made her choke, overwhelming his scent. She felt his chest as she found she could move again.