Kresley Cole Immortals After Dark 18 Deutsch Novels & Stories

The spell he whispered drew thick dark drops of liquid leaking from his body, rolling down his arm, and out. "Risthor tiem uhlanor yreit." These miniscule droplets, converged into a long arm-length spiral lake, twisting and circling the white floating rocks, slowly seeping into them, soaking the crystals in deep blackness. These were what Ekron called: The Shards Of Darkness. His darkness. Another snap from his fingers, forced each shard to appear in front of a lord, a supposed demigod he had summon, and so did a key: brilliantly shimmering, fighting off the dark progeny from the shards beside it.

Adele took Nora’s wrists. Pinned them above her head. “I’m going to fuck you now,” she said. “Harder than usual. Adele reached into the nightstand drawer. Pulled out the strap-on harness and thick silicone cock, that is huge, black and ridged. She buckled it on. Lubed it generously and Pressed the head to Nora’s entrance. the surge of emotions Nora felt made her moan in pure intense pleasure. “

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

- Agnes asks, amused. - Love, I had to make several plans with you. Ulric Chuckles. - Do it. I don't know what Klaus will become like if Angel leaves. The couple get up and leave. They go to the room that had been assigned to them. - I'm going to hunt. I need fresh blood to think. - Dark says, kissing Agnes on the lips, and in seconds, he is in the forest, looking for something big to drink. Agnes opens a small suitcase and takes out a vial of white powder. She pours some on a small table and puts away the rest. Then, standing with her hands over the ashes, she starts her chant.

"Are you sure? That thing doesn't recognise the master. It does not submit." "It does not need to submit. It is enough to want Elara's blood. And it will move." With a gesture, the figure opened the centre of the altar, revealing a dark hole of immeasurable depth. From it, came a long moan, like a scream from the bottom of the world. Then there was a beat. A heartbeat that was not of this world. The figure smiled slowly. "He has risen from his eternal slumber. The Night Watcher will sniff them out. There is no safe place. There is no way back."

He said. So I walked over to my desk on the other side of the room and I turned the computer on. I logging in and I started hacking into the dark web immediately and immediately I started looking at all different chatter that was happening. But none of it was vampires. It was all about the town that was taken out, but it was mostly werewolves talking about it. Communicating with other packs to try and find out more information. I’m searching on the web for hours without even realizing it when someone knocks on the door.

"This isn’t you. You have to control it. Don’t let it control you. Let these people go." His voice soothed the chaos inside me. I realized with horror—it wasn't me doing this. It was the darkness, trying to consume me. I flicked my wrist. Everything stopped. The few survivors left scrambled out the doors. Behind me, I heard the clatter of chains and the snapping of bones. I spun around. Cole was shifting—breaking free. "NOOO!" Damien and I screamed at the same time. But it was too late. Cole, now in wolf form, smashed through the window and disappeared into the night.

The wolf slumps in my lap, sighing with relief, then promptly falls asleep. Silence. Utter, absolutely deafening, silence chokes the room.. ‘Good girl,’ the voice rasps. For whatever reason, I look right at Cole. He holds my gaze for what feels like an entirety before whirling and stalking toward the door, saying, “Take her back to her rooms, now.” “I am not done with her!” The Umbra Mortis slams his cane on the ground, the sound echoing through the room. “She is not going anywhere!”

I ask Dark curious. He starts telling me that he has found out about Layla's father, that he is the ruler of the actual hell. I get very surprised by his reply and demand him to tell me more and how to get there. Dark tries to calm me down, explaining to me how dangerous that might be, and how he could not come with me, because he would be locked up immediately. Dark tells me he doesn't know the full real story, only the rumors, that the ruler of hell, an incubus named Cade, had a life here on earth and fell in love with the most beautiful woman, who was actually a werewolf.

“First, his name is Mason. He is part of a special unit. Anyway, he said a friend of mine was killed the other night through unusual means. He hinted it was a vampire that caused the death. Furthermore, he tracked the killer to the flat two nights ago. He set up camp so to speak and recognized me when I left this morning. A serious warning was issued to me to get out while I can, and he hinted he knew about you.” “Two nights ago?” Gabriel left the rest untouched. He was more interested in the timeline. “Yes, two nights ago.” “How interesting,” Gabe sucked air through his teeth. “Who came over?” “Darius came to see me.” Darius had made an impromptu visit to speak of nothing. “Darius,