Dark Souls Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

His cock twitched traitorously in his sweatpants. Later that night, after Damien had gone to shower, Elias couldn’t take it anymore. He lay on his bed, hoodie pushed up to his chest, sweatpants shoved down just enough. His hand wrapped around his hard, leaking cock, stroking slowly at first, then faster. His eyes were closed, breath coming in soft, desperate pants. In his mind, it wasn’t some vague fantasy, it was Damien’s strong hands pinning him down, that deep voice growling filthy things into his ear while…

A vaporous, aromatic cloud arose and filled the room. She stood motionless and stared into the cloud while an image formed in it. Then a whole scene formed clear and distinct. She saw Dominic standing amongst wolves, mountain lions, snakes, rats and bats. His face was distorted with rage and evil. Mice and rats scurried all around him. Maggie jumped back from the vision as it suddenly shifted, and Brandon Wagner rode of the darkness on his large black gelding. She could feel his power as he grew larger and his body glowed with brilliant light. “I was wrong! I had the wrong man!” Maggie wailed.

“If he had killed you in this realm, you would be dead in the mortal realm too. That is why dreamers wake up before a nightmare results in their death. When dreamers don’t wake up they class it as a case of SUNDS, Sudden Unexpected Nocturnal Death Syndrome.” “Oh.” was all I could reply as I felt myself being pulled from his arms by my internal alarm-clock. I gave him a quick kiss on the lips as I was yanked into reality, sighing as my eyes fluttered open. I began to climb out of bed when a piercing pain went through my left thigh. I lifted the covers and looked down, although I didn’t expect the sight which greeted me. My leg was smeared with blood and a thin, yet long gash the width of my t

Drawing a blank she began to doodle. Her mind wandered as she worked, her hands bending to it’s will. Before she knew it she had filled a page with two hands, each revealing a scar. Doodles that she couldn’t remember drawing. One hand was hers, a carbon copy of her crescent moon with half moons on each side. She touched her scar as she compared her drawing to it, her hand tingled as she did. Akasha sighed within her. The other hand also contained a scar, that one being a crescent moon. She’d never seen another witch with a scar like hers and wondered whose hand it could be and why she’d been drawn to sketch it.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: Friday night was consumed with nightmares and at 4am I decided to give up trying to sleep. I leaned over to my nightstand and pulled out a book and a reading light. Might as well take this time to get something useful done rather than scroll away on I*******m again. It had been a bit but I was finally reading to finish the last book in this fantasy romance series I loved. I hadn’t wanted the story to end so I had put off reading the last book. I loved the romance between the two main characters, a bad-guy fae who turned out to be the good guy all along, and a human girl who finds herself thrown into a world of magic. I just loved their relationship, and the whole concept

Its far from what you are thinking. ''And how do you know what I'm thinking, the all knowing Sky?'' I sat straighter now. ''Damian and I were talking and....'' ''Just talking-?'' He asked looking at me with googly eyes. ''Yeah, just talking-....He mentioned something though about someone's death, a female I presume......and inside, he died with her. I think her death is the cause of all his hate and sorrow. I just want to earn his trust but gosh!.....he is just so stubborn...''

His father was silent, not answering him "This is true..there are Mate s, and if their mates die, they breathe, but do they live, father? But despite this, I am not one of them..if something happens to her, I will die too..I will kill my soul if I don't die on my own!" Darkel silently bit his lips, his words alone explain how much he loves this girl! But suddenly...! Zayn gasped loudly and widened his eyes, which quickly turned red mixed with his honey, and fell to his knees, placing his hand on his chest in suffocation, whispering in terror.

Darkous woke in a cold sweat, the claws of the demon tearing into his canopy bed. The psychopathic lord snarled the recurring dream of his past lingering in his thoughts. That night was forever locked within Darkous’ mind, torturing both him and the demon. He slowly rose to a seated position, snapping the demon back into the far reaches of his mind. The psychopathic lord thought once more of the pup, regretting the moment he gave her the opportunity to run. Darkous had a momentary lapse of judgement believing that she wouldn’t run, but; he would be damn sure not to let it happen again.

My mate had done nothing but look after me. I did not understand why Alpha Issac was so mad. He looked as if he wanted to kill me but something was clearly stopping him. He would have done it by now? Unless he was going to make me suffer more first. “Even your mother was a stupid Hoare. Like mother like daughter.” He hissed before slapping me again and walking out of the dungeon without a second glance. The door slammed shut behind him making me wince.

Something within her cracked, her darkest side stashed away surfaced, paving the way for me to take control. I knew then and there that despite the light that is Dawn, deep down she has some streaks of darkness only I was able to unlock. It’s very obvious…we're after all two dark souls brought together by fate. “I'm game.” I nod with a smile slipping from my lips. And at my words, rypka dives downs and shoves me into her warm mouth, giving me the maddest blowjob I’ve ever received. I desire to hold her tits, rake her scalp, her hair, and her back as she fucks me but in this game, I want to win.