Dark Thrillers Novels & Stories

There was no pleasure for her, the only thing that helped was the oil and the fact that her pussy was stretching enough to be less painful. Colin was watching the men, even through the closed doors you could hear the slap, slap, slap, of Pedro's balls hitting Kim's ass as the fucked her, and the Thwack, thwack, thwack, of Diego's big belly slamming into Donna's ass. He could see the hatred in their eyes but they never said anything. Colin knew when it was his turn he had better take that fiery redhead first, give the other one's pussy time to close after having Diego's monster in her.

********* Metal grates extended, forming a walkway above the black water, leading toward the glass cell where Lilian hung suspended in drugged stillness. Jack forced himself forward, bullet wound in his shoulder aching, but his stride was steady. Kelvin followed, breaths ragged and uneven— His mind shattering under the weight of twenty truths finally colliding: Darcy’s syndicate. Evelyn Chase’s murder. Bill Darcy’s threats. Sandra’s fall. Doris’s secrets. The phone calls. The blackmail. Chris Newton’s name whispered in every shadow. And now— here. At the center of it all—

Dark Themes: Includes themes of obsession, dub-con (dubious consent), and power imbalance. Non-Consensual Elements: Scenes involving sexual assault, necrophilic undertones (as practiced by the antagonist), and forced submission. Violence: Graphic depictions of violence, physical abuse, and murder. Polyamory/Menage: Explicit sexual encounters involving multiple partners (Reverse Harem/Seven-to-one). Taboo/Incestuous Elements: Mentions of potential incestuous background and "Father-in-law" taboo dynamics (Special Episode). All stories, characters, and events are purely fictional. This work explores the darker desires and raw impulses of its characters.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

And handed it to me. I opened it. The first pages were boring lawyer shit. Then I see… Full fucking penetration, vaginal, anal, oral, at any time, with or without notice. Restraints, blindfolds, impact play, sensory deprivation. Orgasm control and denial at the Dominant’s discretion. Public and semi-public exhibition at Dominant’s pleasure. Each line made my pulse throb in my clit. By page three I was pressing my thighs together like that would stop the wetness leaking into my panties.

******* “What's with your getup?“ Arthur asked in amusement, sliding into a seat opposite Richard's. Richard removed his dark shades, tugging his cap closer to his eyes. “I don't wanna be recognized.“ Arthur nodded, but his lips were still curled-up in smiles. “Is that why you chose a table at this secluded corner?“ “As I said, I don't wanna be recognized.“ Richard hissed. “This coffee shop happens to be my hideout now.“ Arthur nodded. The amusement was gone. It's been hell for him too, so he understood Richard's plight. The news of them being lovers had spread around the city like wildfire. His apartment's elevators were hijacked by the press and paparazzi. They were hellbent on getting a

As fear consumes me, I struggle to find a glimmer of hope in this desolate existence. Curious to hear about the events that unfolded in my life? What dark secrets lie buried within the chapters of my past? Will you dare to delve deeper into the mysteries that have shaped my existence, or are you prepared to confront the chilling truths that await? As the shadows of my past loom large, are you ready to embark on a journey fraught with danger and intrigue? TRIGGER WARNINGS:- - Stalking - Bullying - Violence - Obsession - Fear and Anxiety - Power Imbalance

What is better than sleep to remove all the bad thoughts? I blow out all the candles except one and then lay on my bed to sleep. Complete darkness scares me. I hate being in the dark, that's why I always leave one candle. I hope deep sleep soon engulfs me so that I am away from this world at least for some time. I can be free from this life. I wish to dream about the happy life I once had. ERIC’S POV

he says in a threatening tone, which just amuses me, so I stand up from the chair, take out my gun and place it on the table, smile sideways and slide it towards him. “Here... try it...” I say sarcastically, Griffin looks at the gun and smiles sideways, then leans over and comments amused “I'm not stupid Dark… do you think I don't know why you have your men outside? That possibly at this moment that blonde slut has my head in her sights and this lapdog of yours can at any moment pierce me with his queer knives?... I know how you think and how you move... I would never do something as stupid as attacking the head of Darkness in his own territory alone…” he finishes, he smiled broadly because

I laugh. In one quick swoop I slice his throat and stab him over and over again. The anger, the rage! It is all being released from this. I stop. I walk back over to Xane. He was already dead but slicing his throat isn’t good enough. I grab him by his hair and carve a Chelsea Grin onto his face. “Since it was your p… plan to b…burn me you can’t… twin with m… me!” I splutter. I stand up. I walk away with no emotion to find a hiding place.