Dark Thrillers Novels & Stories

(THE DREADED SCENES) IS he going insane? Insane in the part and way that is devilish and laughable in a hellish way, yet not? “Tsk!” The questions that might be circling inside JK’s mind right now. But probably not. The words and just might be your thoughts for how this little dark book is unfolding. The deeper dread and darkest corner of everyone’s evil desire for everything that they couldn’t have, yet they dearly wanted. The deepest greed that is ever known, with the taunting desire to never left go.

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Dante climbs onto the table and kneels above my head and his cock is right there and I open my mouth and he slides in and braces on the table above me and moves slow while Joel moves below and I am full from both ends and my hands are spread flat on the table and I feel like something sacred and filthy at once. "She's taking both of us," Dante breathes above me. Wondering. "Look at her." "She's a good girl," Joel replies. His thumb finds my clit as he fucks me. "Such a good girl." I moan around Dante's cock and Joel rubs my clit and drives deeper simultaneously and I cum for the third time with both of them inside me, gushing onto the table, clenching hard enough that Joel curses and loses h

He then held my throat, and for a minute or two, I felt darkness. He held it with his right and returned his left to my pussy, fingering as he repeatedly entered and exited my body with two fingers, maintaining a consistent motion back and forth, like a piercing or probing action that doesn't stop completely at any point but rather moves in and out rhythmically. It was a sweet type of torture. My moans and groans filled the room. I was breathing in and out so profusely, and when I finally opened my eyes after he had let go of me, I could see his eyes, scary. But I loved it.

After all, he wasn't trying to bargain for his death, he was bargaining sex with me. And with that, I slowly lowered the gun. My choices were wrong, my insides pooled with dread. But the thought of his thrusts made me courageous enough to drop the gun to the floor. “Make this quick.” Rocco moved swiftly, like a predator coming for its prey. I knew for a fact that this wasn't going to be like the previous sex. This was going to be rough. Fast. Desperate. Rocco closed the distance between us, slipping a hand around my waist. He slipped his free hand into my skirt. His fingers found my slits and he gently grazed over them, making my thighs clench. My folds burned with heat as he increased press

Cass He plans to raise hell. The thought echoes in my head. I just got home from our little trip from the mystic brook and I couldn’t sleep. The idea of Tartarus surfacing to earth is devastating. Last year, I was just a normal preppy debate team president; now, I'm still a preppy debate team member only with a longer job description: an evil-fighting darkling in search of a way to stop hell from rising, saving humanity in the process while keeping a secret from my teammates. Everyone would have hated me if they knew the truth. That keen butler had to be curious. Before we all parted ways, he realized something. Yes, there are seven deadly sins, but why are there eight darklings? (Excluding

[LUNA] Here I am again, at the bar, trying to drown myself in liquor. But this isn't just any liquor—this one is different. A darker brew, gifted by the elder vampires themselves. I don’t know what’s in it, but it grips me, sends a shiver down my spine, makes the room spin just the way I want it to.

Young Elroy, swarming in wet sludge staggered his way through the ground. An exhausting seven days, the Drokan soldiers hunted down those that escaped, Elroy had never witnessed such a brutal-gruesome scene, they showed no pity, cutting down even children younger than he was; pregnant women were slit open, maidens were placed on stakes - pierced from underneath through their mouths. Elroy barely made it as arrows came flying, he had to his himself in a muddy ditch as the rain poured heavily. He soon missed his step which sent him tumbling down a slope towards a track, luckily for him a carriage happens to be passing by when he hit the track.

Author’s Note / Reader Warning: This story contains extremely explicit content, dark themes, non-consensual elements, drugging, stalking, kidnapping, heavy BDSM, blood play, and intense psychological manipulation. It is very dark and not for the faint of heart. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ****** Chapter 1 Velvet Obsession Ledger¥ She was sleeping again.

Several elders looked relieved. The Priestess smiled proudly, clearly pleased with herself. But I said nothing, I simply stared toward the darkness. Because I knew something they didn't. Derek had fought witches before, witches far more terrifying than the young Priestess. I looked towards him, then my pulse quickened. He opened his eyes and it glowed bright red inside the darkness. I swallowed, knowing exactly what comes next.