His Dark Mercy Novels & Stories

At the sound of Elina’s voice, Damonq found his eyes watering, burning fiercely as a kaleidoscope of colors burst in front of him, exploding into a whirling wheel of vivid brightness that nearly blinded him. Instantly he was sick and disoriented, his balance off. For a moment he thought it was a new weapon the dark one had thought out, and he stopped in mid stride, unable to function. "It's too late to bargain now. Had you come to me any of the thousands of times I commanded you, I would have spared them. Not now. Now you need a lesson." The Dark one said to Elina.

“This shit needs to stop. I know you’re going through a lot but I thought we were in this together. Why do you keep shutting me out?” He scowled heavily, his face squashed into a look of intense anguish. She didn’t care. He needed to pull himself together and she was going to force him into it if she had to. “Together? I didn’t ask for this Georgia. It just….happened. You don’t know what it feels like to be this. How much I wish I could just be a normal person again,” he ranted. “I know. I can feel everything you do to an extent so I know this isn’t something you can fully control. But it also feels like you’re not even trying to. You’re just happy to give in and let this darkness inside con

Dark cleans me up and covers me with the blanket and tells me he is very sorry for his father taking advantage of me like that, without me even feeling it. I always knew that Dark is the one who loves me more. He kisses my forehead and leaves as well, promising me that he will return soon. Being all alone in this stupid dark cell, I try to concentrate as hard as I can to get out of this state of numbness. I do it all night long until whatever Dark put in the drinks fades off and I gain my power again. Right when I try to get up, I hear someone walking. It is Dracono with a small bottle in his hand, coming to make sure I preserve the state of numbness.

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.

she forced herself to stop talking and looked around. She couldn’t shake off the desolation of the place. The house held a sadness brought upon by the downfall of the once-great Nowak family. “I told my father, I am not doing this because he wants me to, I am doing this because whoever it is that wants him to pay for his past must know me too. How long do you think it takes before Avenge turns up at my doorstep trying to blackmail me too? The sooner this is done the better.” “Avenge? He showed you the letters?” Albert asked.

"Is it scaring you?" "I don't want you to loose your innocence." I inhaled her divine scent. "Doesn't mean I can't enjoy the doom of my enemies..." She whispered on my lips. "I am here to take care of your enemies... You don't have to do your hands dirty." She is already in my dark world but I don't want her to get consumed by it. This darkness shouldn't dim her light. She gently placed her lips on mine, making me drink the wine from her mouth. Her lips moved like rhythm.

But no one can guess, whether it's light or dark. As for Simara, she deserved to be punished for her careless behavior. The wolves may have tortured her for information, but she can disclose anything. Dark stopped feeling the pain and emotions years ago... It is not his thing, but Dark will make sure a few of them get killed by him. (Just for fun) He smirked. "Motherfu****s." He mumbled a few curses. The words rolled out from his tongue as he is so proficient in the art of cursing.

, she said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".

Dark smiled at her and seemed to expect what would happen to her. “Baby, aren’t you done playing with her yet?” Dark asked before kissing the girl on the forehead. “No!” Grace whispered. “Dark, don’t let that girl fool you. Natasha, save Natasha!” Natasha laughed, and the woman was obviously desperate. “That girl is a demon, Dark!” She points out to Natasha that her face is still Cherry’s. “Don’t beat—ahhhh!” She screamed in pain, and Dark suddenly kicked her in the stomach. “Bitch, what you did to Natasha is unforgivable! I will make sure that, until your last breath, you will regret what you did and feel the pain of death!”

Then his thumb tilted my chin upward gently and his gaze locked onto mine with a terrifying kind of calm, the kind dangerous men had when they had already decided how many graves needed to be dug. “So cry tonight,” he murmured softly. “Break down if you need to. Hold your little friend and mourn every piece of innocence they ripped away from both of you.” My throat tightened painfully. “Because after tonight…” His voice lowered, darker now, colder and deadly enough to make my heartbeat stutter. “We stop being merciful.” A violent shiver crawled slowly down my spine and I wanted to say something but no words came out Dax pulled me into his chest, one arm wrapping tightly around my waist while