Love In Dark Novels & Stories

I was bound to something dark and inescapable. The applause swelled again, but I could barely hear it over the pounding of my heart. What have I just stepped into? Matteo leaned close, his voice a dark whisper in my ear. “Welcome to my world, Alessia. There’s no turning back now.”

“Please, I will be indebted to you. Please…… I instantly pressed my lips against hers, stopping her from talking. It wasn't a sweet, gentle kiss of comfort. It was a hungry, desperate kiss, laced with the faint taste of alcohol. It pulled something from me, a deep-seated ache I didn't know I possessed. Her lips parted on a sigh, and my tongue swept in, exploring, tasting her tears with her grief. It was primal, unthinking, but I was sure of one thing. I wanted her. My hands, which were on her cheek, moved up to rest on her hair, pulling her closer. Every ounce of my guilt, my emptiness, seemed to funnel into that kiss, a desperate plea for her.

“I’m sorry for pushing you away. I never meant to hurt you.” Tears rolled down my cheeks as his eyes slowly softened. “I love you, Dark. Please… come back to me.” My hand inched toward his face, he moved closer also, but then, he suddenly screamed in pain, clutching his head. I fell backward, confused. Why was he still hurting? Havana said love could break the curse. Dark stumbled away, roaring and destroying everything in sight. I rushed down the tower, following him as he smashed through the walls of the Night Bane Order territory.

He didn't answer, Instead, he stood and walked to the window, parting the heavy drapes. Rain had started to fall outside, pattering softly against the glass. "Isabella was once loyal," he said at last. "But something changed, revenge, you see she was in love with me. I should have seen it coming." I suspected that. "Did you both... You kno-" "Yes," he said cutting me off. So she isn't just a love interest, but an actual lover. The thought sent a weird feeling through me... I can't possibly be jealous right?

“You bear your mother’s light. But my blood pulses within you, and one day you will have to choose which you belong to.” The child does not cry. Nor does he smile. He only watches, as though he understands. The Dark Lord smiles — a smile without malice, filled only with endless loneliness. “How strange…” he murmurs softly. “Light believes love to be its gift. But they are wrong, little Kael. Darkness loves, too. Only differently. We do not shine — we guard.” He places a finger over the child’s chest, above his heart. “Do you hear that? That sound is not only theirs. It is mine as well.”

, 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 ".

For some reason, that one word always had that effect on me. He reached out his hand, and I took it eagerly. The strength and love I felt from his touch never ceased to astound me. Xavier knew all my broken pieces and had patiently put them back together, loving every part of me along the way. He was my heart and my everything. Xavier led me to a secluded spot in the forest, hidden from prying eyes and away from the chaos of the outside world. The blanket was spread out carefully on the ground, shielding us from the gentle rain that fell around us. We eagerly embraced, our bodies pressed together as we shared hungry kisses fueled by our mutual desire and lust for each other.

He pulled the door open. Standing there, framed in the doorway, were two girls. They looked to be in their early twenties, around our age. The first was tall, with long dark hair that cascaded down her shoulders, looking soft and ready for a man's hands to get lost in. She wore a tight, low cut black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. It looked like it was painted on, showing off every dip and curve, especially around her full, eager breasts that seemed to be straining against the fabric, practically spilling out. She had a confident smile on her lips, hinting at secrets, at pleasures she was ready to share. Her eyes, dark and alluring, held a challenge. She looked like sh

“If I had the power, I would bring you back. I would bring you back so we could be together. So our family could be whole, Dark.” I took a deep breath, my voice cracking as I whispered, “I love you until we meet again. Until we meet in another life. In the next life, I will find you again, and we will be together. I will make sure we fall in love again, and we will never part. I will search for you, Dark. I will wait for you. I love you with all my heart. I love you… and I will never stop loving you.”

“All of you. The dark parts too. I love every fucked-up piece. He thrusts into me in one deep stroke, filling me completely. We both moan loud, unrestrained. No more holding back. He fucks me slow at first, every drag deliberate, eyes locked on mine. Then faster, harder, the headboard slamming against the wall. I wrap my legs high around his waist, nails raking down his back, marking him as mine. “I love you,” I cry out as he hits that spot inside me over and over. “I love you, Alex. I love the dark side of you. I love how you break for me and still fight for me.” He moans my name like a prayer, hips snapping, one hand sliding between us to rub tight circles on my clit. The orgasm crashes th