Deep Dark Dangerous Book Novels & Stories

That was the book I looked at when I first went here, before I met them. "This is the book that can show you how to cure his illness. But this is the most dangerous one. It's always been in the hands of Madam Olga, but I think it's really for you to see since it showed itself to you in the library. You can read it and know it for yourself, but make sure not to be overwhelmed by the content of this book. It has dark magic, and something who doesn't have a collected mind will lose herself in the process." Now I know why they are scared about it. Dark magic isn't something we can play around. I need to be serious about this.

“Gavyn was forcing Fabian’s hands by using every trick he could from the ancient book.” My brows knitted in confusion. “What ancient book are you talking about?” The hairs on the back of my neck rose. There is only one book that I knew Warlocks possessed, but Fabian is guarding it with his life. That book is dangerous. It was not called The Book of Damned for nothing. The Book of the Damned contains powerful dark magic spells and is considered the most potent record of dark magic. If it fell into the wrong hands, who knows what may happen?

“If you are going to remove me from the assignment, do it.” “I did not say that.” “But you are thinking it.” “I am thinking that you are too good a writer to confuse endurance with judgment.” He looks away. That lands. Sarah sighs. “The profile is strong because you see him clearly. That is also what makes this dangerous. If you attend that party, you are not just watching Adrian Blackwell, a public figure. You are watching a man who has already crossed lines with you standing in front of cameras beside his fiancée.”

My voice sounded small, like a child caught stealing candy. He slowly turned around. The glass door was still closed, but it was clear as day. Water was dripping from his dark hair, sliding over his thick shoulders and down the valley of his chest. He was beautiful in a way that hurt to look at. Dangerous. Cold. And his cock... even now, it was heavy and thick, a dark weapon hanging between his tattooed thighs. It looked like it had been carved for the sole purpose of being buried deep inside a warm, wet pussy until the woman screamed for mercy.

_______ This Book is DARK BULLY ROMANCE with themes like Revenge, bully, húmiliation, reverse harem, MMMF, MF, and dúbious cónsent. A. Gupta

Francesco My hands trembled as I placed them on The Black Book. This isn't going to be easy. But I have to do it. I sucked in a sharp breath and flipped open the cover. Deadly Sins. Wild Secrets. Mafia Rules. Do You Dare To Enter? A chill ran down my spine. What the hell does that mean? I swallowed hard and turned the first page. Nothing. A frown creased my forehead. I flipped to the next. Still nothing.

And there wasn’t any I hadn’t tried. Angry at myself, I hissed and threw the book to a corner, ready to leave. My eyes fell on another book down the shelf, hidden carefully away from view. I leaned over and brought it out. Dusting away the dirt on it, I glanced at the book. Its cover was black leather, etched with sigils that pulsed faintly as if alive. “Spell of forbidden magic,” I read out loud. Dark magic. Forbidden magic. It was the same kind of spell I was sure Darius used on me.

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.

He knew he had got her in the right spot, an emotional blackmail was also part of the rules, and he knew it was working just fine. "How did it go?" He asked "I met him, and he's grown into something else. He runs a casino and he's got lots of men. Eden, I don't think we should do this. Derrick is more dangerous than before, he's got backups from high places he's not even afraid of the police.." she explained with fear in her tone. He smiled as he looked at her face. He knew she must have seen a lot and he wondered what would make her fear Derrick this much.

Fear and arousal wore the same costume, and Vivian wore it beautifully. "You don't have to do this," I said, though every fiber of my being wanted to grab her and throw her against one of those fake trees. She swallowed. Her throat moved beneath the delicate column of her neck. "I read about this game in a book once." "A book." "A romance novel." She replied with a ghost of a smile. "The dark ones hunted the yellow ones through a forest. The heroine said it made her feel... wanted." "And you want to feel wanted."