Fifty Shades Darker Told By Christian Novels & Stories

I pause, glance over my shoulder to make sure the doorway is clear, then murmur, “Can I ask you something?” “Of course.” “Is Saxon… bossy? You know, in bed?” Her eyes light with amusement. “He’d say no, that he’s just enthusiastic. Why do you ask? Is Kip bossy?” “Just a bit.” “Ooh. Is he all Fifty Shades?” “I haven’t actually read that.” “Oh you should. I learned so much.” She laughs. “Does he have a playroom?” “He has a PlayStation.” “No, I mean that in the book, Christian has a room that he takes Ana to, where he ties her up and does naughty things to her. Whips and paddles and stuff.”

" I knew deep down that I was to consider it a possible stalker character, and I liked it. For some unimaginable reason, I didn't consider it a bad thing. My body finally thawed and I moved closer. "I want to consider it to be bad but I can't." I turned the moment into an honest hour. "Does that make me weird?" He put a hand around my waist and pulled me closer and closer until I was flush against his chest. I have had boyfriends before, but what I felt right now was on another level. I pressed my lips together to hold back a moan. Why the fuck am I so turned on? My body wanted more, craved more. I didn't know this hot stranger but I would give myself to him over and over again. I didn't eve

"It's, really, Tasha. You don't know the pressure it is to know that anything I say tonight will be in some dialogue in a book of yours. I'm trying to say that I could search for any phrase I'm saying tonight and I would find it on g****e, like the speech of a character. That's too much, Tasha. I'm not kidding. I really think too much what writers can do for other people. I've heard many stories of people in depression who were cured by finding help in the books, even those that most people consider a bullshit that should not have been written. You're awesome!” I agreed with him. In one of the worst phases of my life, it was an inconsequential love for Fifty Shades of Grey that took me out o

“When we get to our destination, you will know.” The car was blacked out, so I could not see anything. “Take your shirt off,” Christain suddenly said. “Come on, be fast.” I raised the shirt that Eli had roughly shoved down my body earlier. My chest was exposed and bruised. “So this okay?” “Mmmm,” he muttered underneath his breath. “You have to take care of what is mine, Lyla,” he said, touching my ribs. I hissed when he pressed a sore spot. “This would not do.”

“I’m going to grant you an orgasm, Lyra, just to take the edge off the anxiety you’re feeling. After you get back at Levi and Cassie—after you put them behind you, I’m going to take you anywhere you want, and then, I’m going to fuck you everywhere. I haven’t touched any other woman because no one would sate me the way you do. After your revenge, I’m going to unleash myself on you. You’re going to experience the hunger of a man who’s wanted to fuck you ever since he saw you in that slutty diamond dress that night at the restaurant, but who has held himself back ever since, because what is a man without his control, Lyra? Yet you… You make me want to lose control.” Christian’s words are like c

Vlad leaned back and closed his eyes with a sigh. "People will say Darkness but she was the first light of my life..." Vera couldn't understand what is he trying to say.

Chapter 48: Really Hurts **Bryan’s POV** I had spent hours in my bedroom thinking over my life, over how I had been fooled by Bella and how the attraction I felt towards Christiana at the Black barrel wasn’t just a façade, it was real. She was my fated wife, my dream, my promise.

I join my forehead with hers and kiss her lips softly. "But I can tell you who loves you the most among them?" I tell her. She squints her confused eyes at me. "Do you wanna know?" She nods, her curious eyes filling with the urge. "It's Christian", I utter right away. "No matter how much Chase loved you for years, no matter how good that man in darkness made you feel, it's Christian who loves you the most" She calmly listens to me and then smiles. "Doesn't matter. There's not much difference. Is there?"

My anger suddenly disappears; seeing what I thought he wanted to do to me, was wrong. I gently bit my lower lip feeling so ashamed. Christian strips himself naked because he wanted to shift within his wolf form. Seeing how foolish my action was. I wish he were trying to have sex with me instead of feeling this way after all; so stupid. "Hmmm.," Christian again made a soft sound at me as he turns his furry back; wanting me to climb onto his back.

"You didn't make a difference. You never did." "You're so much more pathetic than I thought, Ms. Ara." ________________________________ CHRISTIAN I would never love again. It hurt. More than I could bear, more than I could take. When I'd seen her expression shatter by the second as I'd told her all those things, it had felt worse than anything I had ever felt. The rain pours outside as I step out of the apartment. Hold it down. Hide what you feel. You have to. You have to, Christian Shadow. You've come this far.