Her Dark Lies Novels & Stories

it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant They witnessed how the dark part of the castle devour their comrade “help!” they all flinched when they saw blood splurt out from the corner “My liege will make you regret that you lived this life. Do not have any worries about our new brothers and sisters! Serving our master is our greatest pleasure” the resurrected paladin announced and started attacking the living forces “So, only fighting is our choice here huh?” Alfonso gave up on the idea of escaping ‘at least we have her’ looking at the mad girl, he thought that this is the only good thing that the girl have –her abi

“Careful, Lucien.” Lucien didn’t even look his way. Camera flashes bounced off the glass at the end of the hall. Reporters’ voices carried up the stairwell. “Is it true the hospital falsified records?” “Was there a cover-up?” “Is this about the Cole family trial scandal?” Her stomach flipped. This wasn’t private anymore. Her grief had become a headline. Lucien leaned in, barely above a whisper. “If you don’t trust me, fine. But trust this—Daniel doesn’t want the truth clean. He wants it to blow up.”

He closed his eyes and sighed before giving in and kissing her again. With every laugh and kiss, they felt longing mixed with nervousness and comedy. They were like two teenagers hiding from their parents—but more intense, because they knew it was forbidden and they couldn’t stay long. So Dark immediately released his Golden Sperm. "Oooohhh! Shiiiittt! Honey! I’m done!" Dark gasped as he leaned against the cold wall, holding his chest as if he were out of breath. A smile he couldn’t erase was on his face even though he was covered in sweat.

I'm Seo-yeon Lee, an extraordinary twenty-two years old university student. Now, how do I begin? The dark truth about me. I was just at the tender age of sixteen years old when I hurt my friend or in other words, killed my friend. It was night, a dark night, a never ending night. I was afraid of myself. I couldn't believe in myself. I debated with myself for quite a very long time that whether all of these was true. Even if it was, I desperately wanted it to be a nightmare that could never be the truth.

Iza spun around, the folder in her hand slipping to the floor, papers scattering like autumn leaves. Dark was standing in the doorway. He was still in his suit, his tie pulled loose, his silhouette blocking the only exit. He didn't look angry. He looked... empty. The "Devil" had returned, and the mask of the lover had been discarded on the floor of the boardroom. "You lied to me," Iza whispered, her voice cracking. "Everything... the debt, the contract... it was all a lie." Dark walked into the room, his boots sounding like a death knell on the hardwood. He stopped in front of her, his gaze dropping to the photo of her father on the wall.

I get deeper and deeper inside of her, letting myself give in to the urge of my sexual desires. I get in a sort of trance and I fuck Layla so good that I do not even notice that she is on fire, a true fire. I cum instantly and put the fire out with our dresses. Right when I was about to yell for help, Dark walks by and helps me to take Layla inside and help her. "You are lucky that I was the one who walked by, otherwise you would have ruined your daughter's celebration," Dark says to me just to annoy me. I ask him if he knows anything about why this would happen to Layla, and he tells me that it is obvious, as he marked me, and that one of her parents is an incubus, who is obviously alive.

Will he ask that girl to hurt me again? Will he take me down to that hell? No... He won't, right? Isn't this enough of a punishment for a mistake? A stab hit my heart at the thought of Mrs. Black. It might be an accident, but I caused it. I hurt her... I was the reason for her suffering... "I am going to give you a last chance to save yourself and your family from this mess, so fucking choose wisely." His dark deep voice sent a shiver down my spine.

“Don’t let him win. He’ll kill us anyway.” His gaze makes contact with mine- wild, desperate, full of pain. A bruise on his lip, a bruise sprouting over his jaw, and yet now I see the man who kissed me in the dark and said I should never go over to the dark alone. But now we don’t know, and I must be the light. That way at least Emily will live, I think. He shakes his head violently. “No—Carina, please. Don’t.” I keep quiet. My fingers are holding the flash drive Leo has created, the one that I slipped under my sleeve. It is my actual weapon, my bet, and my lie.

Even if it was none of her business, the secrets made her second guess if anything else he said was a lie, if he was keeping multiple things from her or just the one big one. The phone in her hand buzzed against her thigh, and she swiped her thumb over the ignore option before lying down. As her head hit the pillow, she pulled the blanket up to her chin. There was only a second of peace as she closed her eyes before the lights in the living room turned on.

Those are the question I am curious with, but was afraid to ask because I can’t afford to lose my power again. I went down and watch from distance, I could hear Harold’s happy thoughts about seeing his sister. He has a lot of plan in his head. He is a longing brother, what on heaven do we want? Why can’t we just let him be happy and have his only family back? Gideon is waiting on the other edge of the highway; he took his sword and wave it, in an instance it goes into Harold’s consciousness. In a second he bumped into another vehicle, and I found myself inside his car covering him. A dark light surrounds us, a man whom I don’t know is pulling me away from Harold’s body.