Mookhyang Dark Lady Novels & Stories

He looked at me saying, "I know who the Dark Witch is and I will tell you if you spare me." Drax said, "We don't need to spare you for that, I can just drink your blood, you have no bargaining chip here," Ty said, "We tasted your blood already when you foolishly picked a fight with Cayden. We know everything, your blood already told us that you don't know who she is unless you found out recently." I was done with the foolishness as we had our fun and my gold daggers were in my hand, I walked towards him to end it all and he blurted out, "Sheila, the Dark Witch is Sheila and she wants Ty, she will stop at nothing to get him, she is a hybrid, a succubus, Lissa told me." He was breathing heavil

At this point, there was no reason for her to keep them a secret. “I’m May Argentum. I’m a member of the Dark Castle, and one of their three SSS-ranked assassins.” “The Dark Castle?” “Yes.”

Dark Wood Pack! A lady with a menacing dark aura confidently stood up and walked towards the makeshift stage. A grave danger undoubtedly screams around her. She was wearing a black princess line dress. Her chocolate brown hair was tied into a messy bun. Her face was decorated with a dark contour of black eyeliner and mascara, and her lips with dark red lipstick. She gave everyone a mocking smirk – making Tamara’s blood boil as she pressed her lips together – trying to keep her inner wolf at bay. Elder Courdamus also had that same smirk as hers that Tamara gritted her teeth with deep annoyance and disgust.

Anyone who saw this will be shocked to the core. Mo Yuhan...THE MO YUHAN, the CEO of Mo Empires was staring and smiling at a girl. He was here for a meeting with the investors at the beachside Ross Resort. But when the meeting was going on, something caught his attention. He turned around and from a transparent huge glass window, he saw a lonely figure sitting by herself. She was wearing a sleeveless little black dress which was hugging her curves perfectly enhancing her perfect figure. Her long wavy black hair was reaching till her waist; she looked like a mystery. He was mesmerized by that beautiful view. Somehow, he wanted more of it. He wanted to look more at her and to know the reason s

A voice slithered through the darkness. “Well, well,” the woman purred. “The great Elle of the North still knows how to grovel.” I didn’t turn. My hands tightened around the edge of the scrying bowl until my knuckles turned white. “You’ve gotten what you wanted. She’s on her way.” From the shadows stepped the Dark Witch of the South — Morana. Her eyes were pits of onyx flame, her beauty twisted by power. A black cloak swept behind her, stitched with runes that pulsed like veins.

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.

But the numbers danced across the screen, blurred by the adrenaline still running through his veins. "Today I’m just an exemplary analyst," he thought, forcing himself to focus. "Double the work, neutral expression, zero mistakes." --- Meanwhile, Valkiria Darkmoor entered the company lobby as if the entire world had been created to make way for her. She wore a tight black dress with a deep neckline in the front, her back bare down to the base of her spine, the hem ending mid-thigh over her perfect legs. Her pale skin contrasted sharply with the dark fabric, giving her the appearance of living porcelain. Her straight black hair fell like a midnight curtain to her waist, and her eyes—identical

DARK DESIRES EPISODE FIFTY SEVEN We arrived at the party late at night, The exterior was filled with cars and of course jeeps. The Mafia men will look for every opportunity to show their wealth at every chances given. "You're going to the lots of nagging today"Tyler smeared,I scoffed before putting on my ear pods. We both walked into the hall,The strippers laced at the entrance sashayed their way sexily to me,I scoffed and pushed them away gently.

Then she looked at his shocked face and said: "Thanks." And she went without looking back, leaving him. He was staring at her back, in pain, putting his hand on his mouth, while cursing his luck. In the evening, Rose and Maya were at a nightclub. Rose made sure to pick the biggest and best club in town. And best of all, he was the king of the man Leo hated the most in the world, James Daley, one of the most famous arms dealers in the world. Rose saw him several times when he came to visit her husband.