Dark Thrillers Novels & Stories

Craving them in a way that made Bianca hate herself. Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire. The lingerie felt too tight, too hot. Anna was so close Bianca could feel the heat radiating off her skin, could see the rapid rise and fall of her chest. But Anna kept denying her. Kept pulling back even as she pinned Bianca to the wall. It felt like punishment. Like Anna was deliberately withholding something just to watch Bianca suffer for wanting it. Bianca closed her eyes, unable to look at Anna's face anymore. Unable to handle the intensity of whatever emotion was burning in those dark eyes.

I'd been so busy lately I hardly slept anymore, spending every waking hour going through files and surveillance footage, trying to find some pattern or clue that would tell me what step we were at in this deadly game. I was losing my goddamn mind trying to chase ghosts who knew my methods better than I knew them myself, who moved through the shadows like they'd been trained by the same person who'd trained me. It was so much more extreme than anything I'd dealt with before, so personal in a way that made my skin crawl with recognition. "Fuck," I grumbled under my breath, pressing my palms flat against the desk like I could somehow ground myself through the solid wood. Elias straightened in h

But when Morana nodded and allowed Daniel to do what he should have done, it was at that moment that Daniel didn't hold back at all anymore. Beat after beat that made the bed under them creak, mixed with the sighs of the two of them. It is this sound that dominates the hotel room they occupy. Echoing between the bedroom walls and bouncing off the ceiling… The moonlight that penetrates in, becomes a silent witness for the two people who are pushing themselves to achieve worldly pleasures that cannot be described in words. Again and again… They did it all night… # # # The room was dark and gloomy because none of the lights were on, while the owner was holding his cellphone tightly and standing

These jokers surely had to come soon, they only gave us enough food for a couple days. We were deep in a game of Bull Shit, one of my favorite card games when we heard someone. We both clung to each other and waited. After several locks and a bunch of noise, the door opened and there stood three guys, all in black with ski masks on. Sorry asses, can’t even show their faces. “You!” The guy pointed at Eve. We held each other tight. He walked toward her with a newspaper, shit he was going to do a ransom video or something, I’ve seen these on TV.

The country's most dangerous killers, assassins, shooters, fighters and all kind of criminals usually comes to my underground club for business. Some bet money for fighting, shooting while some came here to hire a criminal to kill someone. It was the worst place ever. Every man and woman was dangerous in that room. But amidst all the criminals, my eyes landed on an innocent and pure soul, sitting on a couch alone while hundreds of eyes were shamelessly staring at her body. Even the lesbians were eye-fucking her. Natalia. "What the fuck is she doing here?" I heard Stephen growl. "Same question playing in my head." I hissed in anger.

She responded with a low moan, her nails digging into my skin as she pressed herself closer, her every move telling me that she didn’t want to stop either. The world outside didn’t exist anymore. There was no mission, no looming danger—only the heat between us, threatening to consume us both. And maybe that was the most dangerous thing of all. AQSA The room was dim, the only light coming from the city skyline beyond the window. The chaos outside felt like a distant hum, a reminder of the destruction waiting to swallow us whole.

I want to bury my face in that heavy flesh and suck her peaks until she cries my name. "Anyway," Chloe said, quickly changing the subject as she looked out the window. "Are you ready for this party? I heard the hosts are setting up that wild theme tonight. The one from the dark web." "The glory holes?" I asked, my blood suddenly running hot. "Yeah," Chloe whispered, her voice dropping to a breathless murmur. "A thick velvet wall. The girls stand behind it completely anonymous. The guys pay an entry f*e at the door, walk into a private booth, and get to do whatever they want to them. No eyes. No names. Just pure, blind tasting."

I am acidic swirls of motion poured into bright colors with a fetching, petite frame. Frostveil's back in her corner, hair disheveled, dripping with sweat and work, the fatigue and panic in her body fighting on what to do next. I'm still burning everything in my tank, every nerve alight with electricity and venom. I rush her and she doesn't have the energy to fight back. I roll up her body, paralyzing her limbs, until my knee is locked around her throat and my hand is wrenching her neck. We fall. The announcer screams 'Viper Pit.' He's right. That's the name of this form. She's gasping for air and she can't find any. There's just me locking her up on the mat and she is exactly where I want h

Darkness crept in from the edges of my vision, narrowing everything to a shrinking tunnel. "Lilith, come on, get up. This isn't funny." Panic sharpened his voice now, fear replacing the earlier arrogance. Good. He should be scared. I wanted to tell him I hated him, that I hoped he choked on his fifty thousand dollars, that karma would hunt him down eventually. But my tongue lay thick and heavy and useless in my mouth, the words trapped somewhere unreachable. The darkness spread faster now, devouring everything in its path. Tyler's terrified face, the sky stretching above, even the pain radiating through my skull. All of it dissolving into nothing while I lay there on his driveway with warmth

I nod at her, my words are soft but my cock is not. Fuck. “Without further delay…D-dylan shoved his…” Lara's voice breaks as she reads, I divert my attention from the words leaving her lips to unspoken words her body is screaming to me. Her smooth thighs are tightly pushed together and her chest is rising and falling faster, “big c-cock into my sopping cunt with one hard thrust” her volume drops the more she reads, and I moan out loud, causing her head to snap up. “Keep reading” I order, just needing to hear her say more of those unlawful words with those pretty lips.