Kiss Of Darkness Novels & Stories

It was a truth whispered in hushed tones, for it carried both privilege and sacrifice. In the realm of the supernatural, the concept of a destined mate was deeply ingrained, an age-old belief that transcended time and species. Each supernatural being, whether it was a demon, vampire, werewolf, or other mystical creature, was believed to possess a singular, fated counterpart – the other half of their soul. This union was considered the most profound and sacred connection in their existence.

As soon as the candles went out, the room fell into darkness. All Zoey saw was pitch-black. Before she knew it, someone cupped her face. The man pressed the back of her head with one hand and clutched her chin with the other. The kiss was sudden and forceful, not a light peck. It was a kiss that could melt her. He slowly pried open her teeth with patience like never before. Laurence was a hunter with his eyes set on his prey. He waited until it let down its guard before striking.

"So I have the rights to take control over the kiss" I blink and my body froze. "W-What?!" "You read the contract so you must aware with the footnote 'every night' darling" My lips parted in disbelief realizing what he said. The footnote 'every night' means 'before midnight' and it's already passed midnight. What the hell?! "Do you remember it now?" I felt him smirk. "Yeah..." my voice drop. "Good. But first thing first, Little. I think I need to give you a short demonstration what a real kiss is really like"

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

A full kiss was like being struck my lightning. He chuckled, nuzzling my inner thigh and tightening his grip on my hips. He did it again and I moaned into the night. His lips applied pressure while his teeth and tongue worked magic. I had never had anything this wonderful in my life. He coaxed me gently to the edge of what I could take. “Aiden,” I whimpered as I started to shake. At his name, he slid one finger inside of me, sliding in on my excitement. With a flick of his tongue and finger in unison, he turned my whimper into a full moan, shooting me into pure bliss.

His own hands tightly grip my waist, bunching up the fabric of my shirt. His eyes, so dark like pure obsidian, flutter down to look at my lips. The intimate moment seems to shatter like glass, as I rear back, panicked. He’s right, I have been putting off how I feel about him because of fear. What it would mean to be mated to him is too much to bear, and I’m afraid I will fall deeply in love with him and not be able to handle his life. How may be painfully attractive, but kissing him...It could lead to so much more. "Goodnight, Stace,” I mutter, ducking back under the covers on my side, pulling them all the way up to my chin as I face my back to him.

he whispers, his thumb tracing my jawline with a terrifyingly possessive stroke. I cannot breathe. My lungs burn for oxygen, and a wave of dizziness washes over me as I thrash against his hold. He wants to kill me. He wants to choke the life out of his own mate. Just as my vision begins to blacken at the edges, he abruptly releases my neck. But before I can draw a full breath, his mouth crashes down onto mine. His tongue forces its way past my lips, tasting of the blood I drew from his arm earlier. It is a brutal, punishing kiss, thick with the dark energy of his wolf.

Amanda's hand, which had only been holding the edge of the table, now turned to hold one hand on Darko's neck and the other touched the chest of the expressionless man. While Darko prefers to slip one of his hands on Amanda's back to release the bra of the woman in front of him is wearing. And his other hand, he used to squeeze the butt that had been disturbing his eyes earlier. This kiss is not just a romantic kiss or a limited kiss as usual. The two of them really did kiss with a full lust. Amanda's moan escaped when Darko's tongue skillfully played around the neck. That man licked and then left a mark of his there.

In that moment, she pressed her lips to his, their mouths meeting in a clash of fervor and longing—a kiss that spoke of desires unquenched and the darkness lurking at the edges of their love. Their kiss deepened, igniting a fire within them both, the world around them fading away as they lost themselves in each other. The weight of their struggles lifted, if only for a moment, as the barrier of fear shattered between them. The room blurred around them, consumed by the electricity of their connection, each heartbeat synchronizing with the warmth of their shared breath.

The dark one kissed every part of my body, his hands constantly stroking and caressing everything that came in his way. I was completely lost in new sensations for me and missed the moment when the sweet bliss was replaced by a sharp pain. She sobbed and closed her eyes, digging her nails into Aiden's shoulders. He froze, and only rapid and noisy breathing betrayed his tension. Showering light kisses on my face, the dark one began to whisper some nonsense to me. The pain receded, and it was replaced by desire again. “I love you,” the dark one whispered, catching my sobs with my lips.