Dark Thrillers Novels & Stories

Slick gushed around her shaft, soaking both our thighs, dripping onto the floor in obscene puddles. Lilithara followed with a guttural roar, flooding me again—hot, thick spurts that overflowed immediately. She kept thrusting through both our climaxes, drawing it out until I was a shaking, oversensitive mess. When she finally stilled, she stayed buried inside me. Her wings wrapped around us both, cocooning us in darkness and heat. She kissed me—slow, deep, tasting of myself and her and smoke. “You begged beautifully,” she murmured against my swollen lips. “Next time… I want you on your knees in front of my real throne. I want an audience of lesser demons watching while you debase yourself for

HIS DARKEST SECRETS CHAPTER 59 ***** Sanctify saw herself in a dark forest with loud chippings and horrifying sounds which became louder at every step she took. Surprisingly she wasn't fazed or scared about anything as she boldly walked with a particular sense of direction and blood lust taking over her. What's working with her? She couldn't tell, it was as if she was being hypnotized with a force that can't be denied as she went nearer to her prey, a sharp dagger in her left hand as her long dark clothes danced freely from the impact of the air.

My body arched when I felt his finger stroking at my entrance along with his slow thrusts. I slowly stared. I caught her extremely dark eyes. His dark eyes filled with potent lust, restrained craving and drunkenness. "Aleira," he warned when I continued meeting him halfway. I want it badly. It might hurt but I want it. I want him to do it without constraint. I want to feel him. So I continued that. There was pain, but I also felt something else. "Oh!" I moaned in between pleasure and pain.

Blake's sobs soon followed at the sight of nothingness, darkness and that one hole on the ceiling. "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

“Please fuck me, Daddy. Use me, fuckme, rail me, ruin me and destroy me again. I can’t stop thinking about your cock. I want it buried deep inside my pussy.” With a guttural groan he slammed into me to the hilt in one brutal thrust. The stretch was even more intense than last time, burning so perfectly that my eyes rolled back and a broken wail tore from my throat, I quivered on the desk, hips twitching as my core adjusted to the overwhelming fullness.

I saw him glaring furiously at her, and with the way he is glaring at her, I’m pretty sure that if I wasn’t standing right here with them, he probably would have strangled her to death. “You screw corpses?” I asked in dismay, trying to wrap my head around these new discoveries. “No, Drake. He doesn’t screw corpses, that’s too disgusting for him. He prefers creating his own corpses, he gets innocent teenagers and drugs them, then he screws them to satisfy his devilish urges!” she added once more, returning his hard gaze with hers. “Yes, Riley!

The moment I did, the darkness was filled with them. Finn’s rough thumb against my cheek. Kelly’s massive frame looming over me. “Nova...” I could hear them in the hiss of the steam, their voices merging into a dark, forbidden demand. In my mind, the fantasy bloomed, violent and intoxicating. A soft, broken moan escaped my lips. My hand slid down my wet belly, my fingers parting my aching folds and sliding straight into the slick, dripping heat of my own desire. I was soaking wet, leaking heavily.

He fucked me through my orgasm, prolonging it until my arms shook. He pulled out again and stood, lifting me effortlessly. “Against the window. I want you to see the city while I ruin you.” My bare breasts pressed against the cool glass overlooking the glittering night skyline. Henry kicked my legs apart, gripped my hips, and drove back into me in one brutal thrust. I moaned loudly, the risk of being seen (even though we were so high up) adding a filthy thrill. He fucked me relentlessly against the window deep, powerful strokes that made my nipples drag against the cold glass with every thrust. One hand snaked around to pinch and tug my nipples while the other rubbed my clit again. His mouth

As he turned the lock and opened the door, I was welcomed with a strange combination of Vanilla and Jasmine’s fragrances, making me forget all the worries that entangled my mind and suffocated my life, I totally gave up my senses to the most exotic scent I could have had smelled. Brandon entered the room and I was still lifted in his arms in a bridal style, as I roamed my eyes around the enormous room, I was intimidated to see the surroundings engulfed in dim red lights, escalating a dreading aura immediately. Everything in here; from walls to the bedsheet was painted in bright crimson red. It heightened a foreign absurd feeling inside me that I couldn’t understand. One thing that shook me f

And a nightmare for the monsters, that cross our paths on daily basis. I wasn't what he wanted, but I was what he desired.bHe was looking for a scaredy little princess, but found a Queen. 4. Scarred Knight. (Romantic thriller) STANDALONE. Dark themes. Strictly for mature audience. Erotic thriller. "Hide, little deviant. I won't show you any mercy." “Leave me.” I said, my words low and lacking the strength. Maybe because I didn’t want him to.