Female Dark Link Novels & Stories

"He would not say. Just vague references to people in the industry." "Red flag." "I know. But at the time it seemed plausible. These kinds of connections happen at events like that all the time." Kane leaned back in his chair. "The second one is David Palmer. He owns a chain of warehouses and distribution centers. Same story. Heard I might have access to products he wanted to move through his network." "Let me guess. Also would not name his sources." "Correct." Anna set down the first file and picked up the second one. "And the third?"

Lijn implored her Mate , who pulled her by the hand forcefully toward him, gently thumping his chest. " Don't interfere, Ardina." I looked at him angrily. What does he think? Does he see her weak or what just because she can't transform? She pushed him stubbornly, "I'll interfere." Darkle's Mate smiled, advancing toward her, and immediately Zayn put it in front of his back, afraid of getting hurt “ What a weakness.” Nya, with long black curly hair, provoked her, unworthy of an old woman like her, right? But her slim, very white body, the beauty of her features, not a single gray hair, and those green eyes reflect her age.

**Chapter 5: Claimed in the Shadows** Jack Blackwood’s mouth was relentless, devouring hers with a hunger that stole what little breath Sora had left. His hand gripped her thick waist, fingers digging possessively into the soft, yielding flesh that Melvin had always mocked. Instead of pulling away in disgust, Jack groaned low in his throat, pulling her even closer until her heavy breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest.

EJ asked, cutting Brandon off. “The dark room was Anton's BDSM room. It's the only room where he would do anything sexual. He had so much crap in there. Things to tie you down, things to tie your legs open. Gags, blinds, crops, whips, and flogs. Butt plugs galore, nipple clamps, cock cages, Chastities that push your dick in and lock it up tight. He'd make the twinks walk around all day wearing those with a sound pushed into their prostate. The walls were full of that shit! Every sexual device made, Anton had…

Fenrik My mind raced with uneasiness. She lowered my hand to her plumped breast as I caressed them thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned. She moved her mouth from my lips, kissing down my chest, as they landed on my nipples. She sucked on them with deep intensity. “Arrrgghh! Hmmm!” I moaned and groaned, my neck straining as I tried to settle my eyes on the moon ahead of us. “Do you like that, my Lycan?” Maera teased, her voice settling on me like ice on hot iron. “Or do you want me to go lower?”

That's all I could do. Caden chuckled, a low, humorless sound. He stopped a few feet from me, close enough that I could feel the cold power coming off him. "Oh, I think you do. Do you really want to play this game? Because I have a video. A very clear video, Maeve. Of 'Eve' dancing at the Eclipse Club." My stomach dropped to my feet. A video. Security footage. Of course. How else would he know? I felt sick.

“Normal circumstances? What is the abnormal circumstances?" Derek didn’t answer immediately. The old woman did instead. “The Silverback clan is rumored to possess a red priestesses.” The way she said those words made several sailors glance at each other uneasily. “A priestess with the ability to sense werewolves even through scent masking.” Cold fear crawled through me. I looked at Derek instantly. He touched my arm lightly. “Relax. If they see you nervous, they’ll get suspicious and start asking questions.” That was easier said than done.

My latest try out of seven ladies, Stella, wasn’t the woman I was genuinely looking for, she was more of a straightforward, controlling and demanding type of lady which I quote in my words, a red-headed whore. I hated such women who loved to dominate a man like me, I liked to be dominating in and out of the bed while she seemed to be suppressing my ways. I could tame her into my will by using my ways of torture but I just didn’t desire her anymore, she wasn’t the one I was looking for despite her perfect body was a sheer-clear turn on but having sex with her wasn’t fun as with Jenna. Ah, that night.

I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn't hallucinating or maybe the menstural pain got into my head. 'This must be a trick of the light' I thought to myself. ''This is no trick of the light, Sky'' He coughed. ''Wait, how did you know I just thought that?'' I asked jolting out of my seat and slowly backing away. His eyes were no longer green, they were shimmering gold just like the black wolf in my dreams. ''There is no need to be afraid. I can hear your thoughts, only if I want to. Mindlink? Ever heard of it?....''

She shrugged slowly, leaving her words unfinished. “Dominic,” Xander murmured under his breath, "do you remember his face?” Grace looked as confused as I was with his question, but she answered still. “Very tall, dark-skinned with bright eyes. Green maybe and uh-he had this tattoo I think on his face, I’m not sure.” Xander suddenly let out a humorous small chuckle, shaking his head somewhat, “I knew that son of a bitch was still alive.” Again with the vocabulary. “The bartender told me they hire prostitutes, but I don’t think she knew about this”