Love Is Dark Novels & Stories

~This chapter contains graphic sexual content~ I pushed the door open and the room was pitch black as promised, the light from the hall showed a little closet by the door and it was open. I let the door close and lifted my purse off quickly, to set it down so I would be able to find it later. “Hey Eve, you found me,” I heard a voice from much further in the room. “I guess so,” I said, putting out my arms trying to feel around. Did he want me to walk back there or should I wait here for him?

He couldn't believe it. "I died because I loved?" Blake asked. "Is it bad to love, Dark? I just loved him, but why did I die?" Blake shook his head. "Dark, my child. He doesn't love his wife, he loves me. But why is this? Why did God do this?" "There is nothing wrong with love but what is done because of love sometimes hurts." Said Dark. "You loved the wrong woman. She is married, that law is in the bible. Sixth commandment, adultery."

ᴀ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ɪɴ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ᴀ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴇᴘ ᴜᴘ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ʟɪғᴇ, sʜᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

But I do love Dark more, maybe it is because I can actually feel his love and always have. Dark snaps his tail in the air three times, and grabs me in his arms, with my legs around his body, and while standing and kissing me passionately, he penetrates my pussy with his tail. I bite his lips and make him throb my pussy even deeper with his thick tail. He asks me to bite him harder until he bleeds. I do it and then he does the same. We both bleed and kiss, feeling the taste of our blood, blending it in each other's mouths.

“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.”

I slurred failing in my attempts to raise my eyelids. I pressed a soft kiss to his cheek before I gave up, succumbing to the darkness as my eyelids closed. Not before I heard words that would follow me wherever I went, "The light can never truly love the darkness for they are fated but never destined to be one" {THANKS FOR READING!}

No one could truly understand how deeply someone who had lived in the shadows craved the warmth of the sun or how desperately someone who had been ignored for so long yearned to be loved. I cherished his love as if it were my lifeline. I never wanted the title of Mrs. Lawson—I only ever wanted to be his wife. By all rights, I should have hated him. I should have hated him for hurting me and our baby, all because of Yvette. But I didn't. Even though I blamed him, I couldn't hate him. After all, he had been my salvation once. He had been the one who had brought color into my world. The only thing I couldn't understand was why he had married me if Yvette was the one he truly cared about. And si

Dark said and Lenox laugh at him. “How can we kill a goddess? Specially the Goddess of Destruction?” he asked and Dark smirked at him and throw a ball of fire on his side. “Target her heart, it’s her weakness!” Dark shouted as his voice echoed as he slowly left. He is really serious of chasing me. He is desperate to end the world using me. But I won’t let that happen. I will make these werewolves to be an element of defeating the God of Death. I know that Dark will underestimate them but love can turn impossible to possible.

Insane people are unpredictable. Destructive emotions bubble in my chest. It feels as if the hell we endured has taken up residence in my soul. The torment will never stop. “I loved Anya, I loved her so much,” I whisper. “Love. I love her more than my life.” Lifting my head, I lock eyes with Maryo. “It feels like I’ve lost my soul.” I give him a pleading look. “I’m still stuck in the darkness, but she’s not there. I can’t think straight. I can’t live without her.”

Lahat ng mga tao sa loob ay sumisigaw ng salitang 'delikado' at kapangyarihan. Isa 'tong club kung saan dinadayo ng mga criminal upang mag enjoy. Drug lords are everywhere with their sluts. Maingay ang paligid at maraming mga babaeng kulang nalang ang mag h***d at nakalingkis ang mga braso sa mga napiling papaligayahin ngayong gabi. Ang kaninang maingay na mga tao ay bigla nalang nanahimik kaya napatingin ang dalaga sa may entrada ng club dahil dun nakatingin ang lahat ng tao.