Fifty Shades Of Darker Book Novels & Stories

As he turned the lock and opened the door, I was welcomed with a strange combination of Vanilla and Jasmine’s fragrances, making me forget all the worries that entangled my mind and suffocated my life, I totally gave up my senses to the most exotic scent I could have had smelled. Brandon entered the room and I was still lifted in his arms in a bridal style, as I roamed my eyes around the enormous room, I was intimidated to see the surroundings engulfed in dim red lights, escalating a dreading aura immediately. Everything in here; from walls to the bedsheet was painted in bright crimson red. It heightened a foreign absurd feeling inside me that I couldn’t understand. One thing that shook me f

He blinked, and the shielding of his eyelashes momentarily covered the beauty, naturally long and soft looking- feminine compared to the rest of his well-structured features. By the time the stranger's eyes opened again, that beautiful green that was vibrant turned into something so malicious, dangerous. Darkness engulfed the dark eyes, turning them into something much colder, demonic. Around his eyes, veins pulsed underneath his flawless complexion. "You'll regret ever being alive." His voice was just as deadly as he looked.

I would never understand that. Slightly unwillingly, I pushed an old donut box away with my shoe and put my foot there. Then I was faced with an extremely scowling man who frowned slightly. His eyes were very dark and the tanned skin made them look almost black. The pockmarked face made him look rather rough and somber. But that could also be due to the thunderstorm expression he drew at the sight of me.

As the power went out, the entire top-floor suite fell into total darkness. Only faint city lights far below and quick flashes of lightning lit up the room for a second at a time. Rain slammed hard against the floor-to-ceiling windows. Cassandra Voss cursed under her breath. Her red nails tapped sharply on the marble counter. “Of course. Just my luck. Now I'm stuck in a hotel with the one person I can’t even stand.” From the other side of the living room, Becky Laurent’s voice was heard through the dark. “The feeling is mutual, darling. If I have to spend one more minute breathing the same air as you, I might actually lose my mind.”

BEFORE READING: This book contains 98% explicit sexual content and is intended for a mature audience seeking hot, steamy, raw, and uncensored MM fiction. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. All characters, places, events, actions, businesses, and incidents depicted in this story are entirely imaginary and do not reflect the experiences, beliefs, or actions of the author. Any resemblance to real persons, living or deceased, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters in this book are 18 years or older, and all sexual encounters are fully consensual.

Fifty Shades of Grey. He remembered the time Rohan came to his house with this exact book, laughing like crazy because his stepdad had caught one of his stepsisters, only twelve years old, trying to read it. The man had lost it. To make things worse, Harry had read some of it out loud, and both Rohan and Skull had nearly passed out from laughing. And now here it was, in Daisy’s hands. Why in the world was sweet Daisy reading this nonsense? And worse… why did the thought turn him on? Jaxon dropped into the seat beside her and noticed how she tensed slightly. “You read this stuff?” he asked, managing to keep a straight face, though it was hard.

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CHAPTER 34: RED ROOM Warning: This chapter contains mature themes. Please steer clear off this chapter if you don't feel comfortable with reading the smut BDSM scene. ZAHRA'S POV I felt Dashiell take my hand by the time we entered his chateau and I kept mute as he led me across the long hallway separate from the one our rooms were situated. Outside, I could hear the rain pouring heavily, coupled with scary rumble of thunderstorms. We soon stopped in front of a room which was the last room on the south wing, and he swiped out a card from his drenched suit pocket, and slid it on the door sensor to open it.

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

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