Novel & Cerita Dark Western Books

But the senses of a werewolf withered. Fabrrician lost both witchcraft and her wolfness, but his vampirism exceeded mine. And the last one, Natyaramona Deveraux, my cousin that was last to survive, was the closest to success. She gained three powers but all are in moderate levels. I fought side by side with my cousins, travelled with them along the world, hunting for prey and running away from enemies. And I was settled with that, I didn’t want anything more. Or so I thought. I know for a fact that if I was truly settled and contented with what I have for the past centuries, I would have died by now.

After all, you didn't have to hang up everything and that was nobody's business. When Eleanor turned to the next customer, Maddox slid to the side a little and then started on his own food. "Did you notice what was going on over in Florida?" Gian asked between bites. "You mean the thing with these animal rights activists, because of whom four people are now dead, but two cranes were able to escape the Venators?" Gian nodded. "But they weren't just any animal rights activists, the people were from Live for Animals." The piece of sausage caught in the air halfway to Maddox's mouth. "You are incinerating me."

Immortal Desire - vampire, werewolf, witch - a fantasy-based story with dark romance and erotica (you can take a peek at this if it suits your genre taste) - completed 2. Midnight Feast -werewolf - this is a little dark. I don't know how to say it. See for yourself (I like this so much) -new book/on-going 3. The Deserted Wife -TDB book 2 -Romance/drama -new book/on-going

Olson Embers: A Collection of Dark Fiction by Kenneth W. Cain Visions of the Mutant Rain Forest, by Bruce Boston and Robert Frazier Tribulations by Richard Thomas Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast by Jonathan Winn Flowers in a Dumpster by Mark Allan Gunnells The Dark at the End of the Tunnel by Taylor Grant Through a Mirror, Darkly by Kevin Lucia Things Slip Through by Kevin Lucia Where You Live by Gary McMahon Tricks, Mischief and Mayhem by Daniel I. Russell

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

Watching the rise and fall of his chest followed by the sound of pages turning, had her blissfully nodding off before she knew it. The sensation of falling had ahold of her and a blinding light obstructed her vision as her freefall seemed endless. Limbs frantically flailed about, the strange pressure in her abdomen from the rush was making her sick, and her breathing hitched. Dizzy and disoriented, she found herself in front of her apartment building when she finally landed, her world coming to a stop at a snail's pace. Stumbling through the entrance in a wobbly state, warped her surroundings once more and teleported her into her home, where she found a large wolf waiting.

The warriors were on their nightly patrols, the pack house was quiet, and the moonlight poured through the windows, casting soft silver streaks on the wooden floors. Alpha Jake Thomson entered his room in silence. His room was large and luxurious, with dark oak furniture, tall shelves filled with books, a leather couch near the fireplace, and a massive bed covered in deep navy blue blankets. Despite its elegance, the room felt cold and quiet-like a space left untouched for too long.

“Let’s alert the rest.” ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Daniel frowned in concentration as he sat by the table in the living room studying the book on Luke’s origins. He wore a plain white turtle neck and black shorts. A cup of hot coffee was beside him which he sipped from occasionally. The only other person in the living room was Tisha who had fallen asleep on the couch, wearing an oversized white T-shirt that went down to her knees.

[RUBY] "The art of seduction, have you heard of it?" James asked, still trying to explain what he meant. I was still confused and hesitant about what he was trying to teach me, as I was afraid he might ask me to become a prostitute. "You mean the book by Robert Greene?" I asked. James smirked and nodded in response. "Yes, I know the book, but what does it have to do with the Camorra?" I asked, feeling my patience wearing thin. I knew I needed to learn something, but I needed to know what it was.

Something she’d long since come to terms with. The only silver lining in her otherwise mundane life was her books. Specifically, dark romance books. It all started with her accidentally coming across one on a popular book site. The book had garnered over one million readers and she decided to give it a try. Since then, she’d been thrust into the world of morally grey characters with looks that could kill and a thing for cuffing you before giving you the best sex of your life. Did anybody know of this hobby of hers? No. She’d been sure to keep her dark romance collection away from her parents. Of course, her mother had come across it one time but she’d quickly made up and explanation and prie