Fifty Shades Darker Novels & Stories

Declan sighed and upon opening my eyes I looked down to see him just gazing at me with a serene smile, “you’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” Oh how these men spoke to me; it was like a hot branding iron on my libido; a wanton shriek sprung from my lips and on their own accord, my legs opened, and silently giving Declan permission to venture among unexplored territory. Deacon was working my neck and my sensitive ears with his teeth and tongue while one hand slipped under me, unclipping my plain black bra. I was all but naked in seconds; my shorts ripped to shreds, now laying on the floor in tatters and my bra thrown somewhere across the room.

" Darkness. It came down upon her with the same force as Lily like. Her wrists hurt, bound so tightly the rope burned into flesh. Coppery, rich, fleshy, and warm was the flavor of the blood on her lips—warm. The last she had been doing was pushing away hands that had clutched at her, the instant of blindness of what had struck her head before the world went dark. And there she was, now. Butchered an animal. Knees thudding onto cold marble floor, scorching up her legs. She struggled against the dizziness trying to overwhelm her, stumbling.

When she slipped into the game room and settled in the private cinema, a dark smile curved my lips. She had chosen Fifty Shades of Grey. And not just any scene—the one where Christian Grey has Anastasia cuffed, blindfolded, and trembling under his hands. Perfect. I ended the call with Jason mid-sentence and moved silently through the house. The thick carpet swallowed my steps. When I reached the doorway, I paused, drinking in the sight of her: lips slightly parted, thighs pressed together, and cheeks flushed as Christian’s fingers disappeared between Anastasia’s legs on the giant screen.

Somehow the dressing made her look youthful. Without a word, Violet walked inside and the three followed. Violet walked over to the table and sat down. She urged Cassy to sit before her. Zee and Inara stood beside Cassy. Violet May pulled up an ancient book the title of which read- SHADOW OF JOY She proceeded to flip through the brownish pages. Zee and Inara caught sight of different game titles. She stopped at the title that read- The Last Dare. Then she looked at Cassy.

she added as she clasped their hands together and drew her closer to him, Dark made her sit on his bed. "I know that Amaya." he told her, pecking her on he forehead and getting up to his feet. His seven foot height was a sight to behold, his long dark hair plaited in cornrows and the end packed in a ponytail. His pupils, Iris and Sclera were dark, not a single white in them. His lower lips and his two eyebrows was pierced with a golden earring. He stretches his body, not embarrassed by his nakedness. "Why did you interrupt me?" his frisky mood was gone, his face tightened as black mist surrounds him. "You won't believe what happened," Amaya said, waiting for Dark to ask her 'what happened' w

Sa likod nito ay ay may apat na mga lalaking tahimik lang na nakamasid sa'min. Matagal pa bago ako ay nakapag salita pero pero may ngisi nang pumaskil sa mga labi ko na kanina ay nakaawang. "Ephraim.." wika ko. His gaze held mine. His eyes were very dark, uniquely so, I had known people before with blue eyes, but they had always been light blue, but Ephraim were the color of the sky just on the edge of the night. Sa wakas ay lumabas ka rin sa lungga mo.

Pushing the door open, I hesitated on the threshold, trying to brace myself for what awaits me? The room was dimly lit, nearly pitch black, and I sucked in a sharp breath. I sucked in a sharp breath, taking it all in. It looked like a scene straight out of Fifty Shades of Grey, except darker-way darker. This was no ordinary room; this was a playroom-a dark, alluring prison outfitted with... equipment. I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. Was all of this meant for me?

Damien growled. He shifted his grip, his fingers sinking deep into the flesh of Elias’s hips, leaving dark red brands against the pale skin as he delivered five final, devastatingly deep thrusts. He drove himself so hard into Elias’s core that the younger man's vision went completely dark, the neon lights of Madison Avenue dissolving into a blur of pink and green.

ISABELLA 🌸 Five seconds. That was all it was going to take for Damien to lose his control. I watched him battle with himself, his eyes falling on my lips before darting back to my face like nothing had happened. Like I hadn’t caught the way his eyes darkened when they stared at me. Or the way his gaze lingered like he couldn’t wait to claim my lips again. “You’ve always been charming, Bella,” he cooed, his hot breath directly on my face. “But I meant every word I said.”

I yelped. I wanted to back up but my legs were too numb to obey rational instincts, they were glued to the spot. My mind was going hay-wire, my thinking glitching every time I breathed. He was messing with me. He leaned closer, all I could do was to stare into his now dark-green eyes. They got a shade darker every passing moment. ''How- how d-did you do.....do that?'' My voice came out soft, fragile, almost broken. ''Do what? Darling ....''