Dating The Dark Novels & Stories

Dark! • • •

Something happened tonight," I whispered urgently. Alex's expression turned inquisitive, and he nodded. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice low and concerned. I took a deep breath, preparing to unfold the tangled threads of my encounter with Christy and the emotions Natalie had awakened within me. "Yeah, what... DID?" Alex emphasized, his voice laced with curiosity. His gaze drifted away, fixated on a captivating figure across the room. I followed his line of sight, and my heart skipped a beat. Christiana stood poised, radiant in a stunning green lace dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. The garment shimmered under the light, accentuating her beauty.

Never could he imagine his life would turn upside down in the city of light and he would become someone wanted and loved by his fans. His dark past has always been a secret he buried deep in himself. Something between that period happened to Brandon which made him a man who he never wanted to become, And that mystery is yet to be revealed...

Theo shot back at Dark before continuing. "Ive screwed up many things already, and there's no way we can afford to make another mistake. On that day, he didn't even identify us as his mate, which I believe is due to him still being underage. Let's take our time with this!" Theo responded to Dark, displaying a mix of irritation and a hint of frustration. Dark understood Theo's perspective and nodded in agreement before retreating. For the first time, they found common ground, likely influenced by the delicate figure cradled in their arms.

It felt like armor. Dark stood behind her, adjusting his cufflinks. He looked lethal in a charcoal tuxedo, his hair slicked back, his gray eyes like flint. He looked like the Devil of New York again, but there was a new tension in him—a protective hum that vibrated through the air between them. "The sensors in your jewelry are synced to my watch," Dark said, his voice low. "If your heart rate goes over 120, Hatcher and six men will have us out of that ballroom in under thirty seconds. Do you understand?"

He helped me, the care and affection in his eyes were something I couldn't fathom. "I think you're mistaking me for another person, Liliana, and not Audrey. I muttered politely, he scoffed, his hair was dark, his skin was dazzling, and he looked cute and young. "Won't I know the love of my life again?" he whispered, trying to caress my cheeks but I stopped him, grabbing his hand so as not to touch me.

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

Audrey just clicked her tongue, thinking her cousin was joking with her. "I'm already waiting for her," Dark answered as he casually leaned his back against Exelle's car, which was parked in the mall parking lot. He was waiting for the woman while thinking about how he should introduce himself to her. He's going mad trying to figure out what he should do and what he shouldn't do. A sigh could be heard from his cousin on the other end of the line before she spoke again. "Just tell her that you're Dark. It's not like you're going to confess to her, right?"

She’s not going to make it much longer. I roll my eyes. “Yes, Lucas is my boyfriend. We just bought this house together, actually. We’re going to renovate it and live in unholy bliss together, fucking with him drinking my blood and me doing spells and dark rituals. Maybe we’ll do them at the same time.” “I see you’re the same class act as always.” “Don’t be jealous.” “Wait a minute,” the younger hunter says, finding his voice again for the first time after Lucas held him spellbound. “You two dated?”

She was given a shot at what love and romance can be with a villain. A villain who offered her the contract she cannot reject. The very person who is sleeping soundly against her chest. The man named Navier. When novels and stories established that bad guys can fool you for their angelic looks and irresistible charms, they were not kidding about it at all. Now, dating the villain does not seem so bad... or does it?