Mookhyang Dark Lady Novels & Stories

Smiling all night long was definitely the easiest way to survive such critical society so new to a commoner like her, who never had had a good recollection regarding such. “How could that be possible, when all I could feel was the intoxicating allure of your ageless beauty?” Dynirho retorted back before gently kissing the back of the hand of the random lady, he knew not her name. And he would definitely not ask him directly as it will be deemed disrespectful for the woman knew hers already.

Different. Dark wood. Ornate handle. Locked. The only locked door in the entire house. Kyrian tried the handle. Nothing. He knocked. No answer. A maid passed by. Marina. "What's this room?" Kyrian asked. Marina's face changed. Uncomfortable. "That's Mrs. Lara's room. Mr. Moretti's mother." "Why is it locked?" "Mr. Moretti keeps it that way. No one goes in. He has the only key." "Where does he keep it?"

It enveloped her like an overwhelming mass of black. "You are late." Amahle whispered, "I want to end this. He has suffered enough." The darkness came closer to her and seemed to be amused. "He has not suffered yet." Amahle clenched her teeth and said, "Take me instead." The air stood still. "You have already been paid for," the darkness told her. "You gave your first." Amahle's knees buckled. "Then what do you want?" The answer sliced through her brain like a knife.

Ivy whispered to Mia she nodded. “I am Emily Coke, the Asian drug baroness ,” a second woman replied. And it went on till all of them had finished and it was now Mia’s turn, an invisible bead of perspiration came over her when she realized she didn’t ask for the name of the real Mafia Queen. “I am fuck !” she muttered, softly.

Not when the attacker was probably invisible. “Show yourself,” Draco murmured, his light voice carrying a hint of annoyance. And a tall lady materialized from the wall. Black booths. Tight black leather pants. And a black jacket that hugged her figure, revealing an hourglass shape. Her long mane of voluminous jet-black hair, a sharp contrast to her snow white skin, flowed down to her back, her smoky-eyed makeup adding a hint of darkness to the evil smirk on her face. “How dare you!” She moved as fast as the wind.

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The girl who was pleading for him to show some mercy on her is the one who had caught the sight of the satan himself. The Satan who will be not having any remorse of killing any one cruelly who comes between his dark love towards the girl. Ram looked out of the window not able to fight the urge inside him to help her. Helping her means signing his death with his own hands and also making the girls life more miserable. The whole car is echoed with loud sobs of the girl who is in bridal attire SITARA SINHA.

The party is in full swing by the time I climbed down to the second floor of the house. Everyone is mingling and at first glance, you would mistake them for ordinary people but I knew better. These are the most dangerous men in the city and I was above every single one of them. Holding my head high, I make my entrance. Everyone's eyes snapped to me as soon as my presence filled the room. Applauses sounded through the entertainment area as my loyal men cheered me into my position. It was already decided; I am Miliani Hwang, the official Hyungnim of the Hwang Jopok Clan.

Mafia’s Maid Ashley froze on his lap as soon as she heard his demand. She was watching him without blinking her eyes as she didn’t believe the task he ordered her to do. Master Jeremy was holding a sinister smirk over his face watching her shocked expressions keenly. When she didn’t move even a bit after a few moments he bent down and sucked her nipple which was pulled out by him to wake her up from her trance.

I struggled hard to sit up, and when I finally did, the lady spoke up. “Sorry for my manners earlier on. My name is Sue Darkmoore, a descendant of Enzo Darkmoore.” My eyes widened as I heard the name of the vampire king who reigned terror on the werewolves when he ruled Moon fire. I ignored her, looking around to find a box.