Peter Pan Retellings Dark Romance Novels & Stories

The moment I did, the darkness was filled with them. Finn’s rough thumb against my cheek. Kelly’s massive frame looming over me. “Nova...” I could hear them in the hiss of the steam, their voices merging into a dark, forbidden demand. In my mind, the fantasy bloomed, violent and intoxicating. A soft, broken moan escaped my lips. My hand slid down my wet belly, my fingers parting my aching folds and sliding straight into the slick, dripping heat of my own desire. I was soaking wet, leaking heavily.

Clara, one of the few maids I’d grown somewhat close to, was looking at me with concern. “You’ve been spacing out a lot lately,” she said, tilting her head. “And those dark circles under your eyes… Are you sleeping at all?” “Yeah, just tired,” I mumbled, forcing a weak smile and looking away. How could I possibly explain that I was up half the night touching myself while listening to Lord Blackwood fuck other women? That I wished with every fiber of my being that it was my pussy he was pounding instead? “Not used to the work here yet?” she asked gently.

Says the way he felt when he entered the room drove his wolf crazy. dark magic I couldn't help but think it could be used to identify mates even before they knew they were fated. It was only Addanc who could perform such. This was indeed a confirmation that Addanc was the mastermind of those papers, with Pete as the associate and Theo as the inside man. But why did Pete result to such evil measures? Even go as far as black mailing his own son?

Korran She tried to flee, but I caught her by the neck and pinned her to the floor. “You did this!” I growled. My body ached with deadly desires. Her warm chocolate smell filled the entire room, leaving me salivating with extreme pleasures. “You poisoned me!” I said breathing heavily down her neck. My beastly cock rubbed against her pussy. I could feel the heat it produced, like a wolf in mating season. My body ached to drive my cock into her pussy. To feel that warmth surrounding my entire shaft. It had been long I groaned with such desires, since my last mate died.

It is like a smile of a pretentious devil that will not accept any rejection. “I already told you. Everything and anyone that Daniela loves is also mine to love.” More than the word obsession, a clear stance for something dark and evil that half of his mind is screaming at him to comply with whatever she wanted. But the other half is protesting. Peter I somewhat at a loss, with the fear that is currently taunting him by the moment, something clicks inside of him. ‘IF THIS IS THE KIND OF PEOPLE AROUND THE SHRINE MAIDEN. DON’T YOU WANT TO PROTECT HER YOURSELF?’

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

“They’re just fun to watch. Narcos, Peaky Blinders, Money Heist, Breaking Bad… They’re just so interesting.” Peter laughed. “With the money the bastards make from that business, I’d take a job in selling drugs over being a boring barman any day. Rotting away here for the rest of our lives, working our asses off… When there’s people who just have to sell a few drugs to make thousands and thousands. Shit isn’t fair.” I giggled in response. “You can say that again.” I trailed off my sentence, narrowing my eyes. “Peter, pour me a Jack Daniels. I’m gonna need some fuel if I’m gonna make it till the end of tonight with all these customers,” I sighed.

“It’s thin. Orphaned. No notable family. A mundane human life before him and also she was once mated to Alpha Trenton who dumped her and went for Amira.” “It’s too thin,” I insisted. “Dante doesn’t involve himself with ‘mundane.’ Or an abandoned Luna like her. There has to be more. A secret. A connection he’s not sharing.” A dark, thrilling thought occurred to me. “What if she’s not what she seems? Or from a hidden line? Or something else?” Austin’s eyes widened slightly. “That… would change things.”

Blood had dried on my collar, my head spun but inside me something wild sparked to life. Seeing that fire in my eyes, the spy tensed. "What are you doing?" he hissed. "Don't be stupid. If I'm exposed, you'll go down with me." I laughed a low, broken sound and stepped toward him, slowly, deliberately like an actress crossing a stage. Bruises bloomed under my skin but I ignored them. When I was close enough to feel his breath, I leaned forward. "On Brian's behalf," I whispered, voice thin but sharp, "I've got a gift for you. If I told you Brian wanted you dead, would you believe me? He's a wolf with black blood deceptive to the bone."

“Maybe you want me to give you the Golden Sperm now, just to make sure you’re really pregnant. You told Papa there was early pregnancy, right? So we can’t waste that.” Roxane jumped up from the bed—almost stumbling from panic and extreme kilig—pointing at Dark like she saw a ghost. “NOOOOOOOO!” she shouted while wrapping herself in the blanket. Uhmmmm… “It’s still nighttime! You can still help me find my family, please! I’ll do everything you want—everything, I promise! Even teach me how to cook eggs using just your body heat, I’ll do it!” Dark smiled and slowly stepped closer, looking at her like he had a ripe plan ready to execute.