Peter Pan Retellings Dark Romance Novels & Stories

“A luxury? You’ve taken everything from me, Luca. You’ve taken my trust, my love… my very soul, and for what? So you can feel powerful? So you can watch the world burn?” His face hardened, and he stepped closer, his tone cold. “I am Luca Romano. I built this empire from nothing. I made sacrifices—sacrifices that you, with your naïve heart, could never understand. And if I have to do it all over again, I will.”

He smiles, his eyes darkening with lust. "I told you." I grin like a gambler who has won the lottery. "Your turn." He says, reaching forward for me. I shake my head and deftly move out of his reach. "I've always wanted you, Aiden. It's my turn to do all I want with you. You get your turn with me next time." "Next time?" He asks but doesn't look displeased at the idea. I kiss him, playing with his penis as I slip my tongue into his mouth. He groans, pulling me closer and running his hands through my hair in a frenzy. He gets harder and I bite him gently on his lower lip, sending him into another heat rush.

With two claps of my hands, the lights went off and I languidly slipped under the covers and searched for the e-book version of the steamiest romance novel my mind has ever had to process. I often sought solace in the comforting umbra of these silent walls. I discovered at a very tender age that the dark is your companion when you do not want to be haunted by knowing. I did not want to know the truth, or what I feared to be the truth, so I ran into the welcoming arms of darkness and explicitly narrated sexual endeavours between a young woman and an older man who both know what kind of service their bodies need. As I scrolled through the page and allowed my imagination to take care of the res

If he leaves me to die after this then it will be a painful death for me. I am at that point in my life where there is only darkness in the future and this darkness is going to increase after the return of king Eric Leonor. I can just pray for an easy death though it is not possible for me to have an easy death because the one who holds my life in his hand and the one who owns me is a cruel and heartless person.

“No one really knows. The heart can drive you to great lengths, especially when you’re young and confused. Peter let darkness corrupt his soul. He started practicing the kind of magic that steals small pieces of you. Once they’re gone, you can’t get them back. Over time, he lost enough that he was a shell of the person he once was. Eventually, it drove him insane, causing him to kill Esther and Alana.” If he were a normal human, it would be highly unlikely that he’d still be a threat. With magic like that at his disposal, Elena knew Peter was still a force to be reckoned with. Even worse, she had the Rogue Alpha to worry about. She shook her head and rubbed her eyes. “You look tired, sweetie

His mouth widens in what might be a sinister smile, but only makes fear envelop me. No, don’t be afraid, he can’t touch me unless… I’m too weak… what… I’m falling. He doesn’t get up simply licking what looks like blood from his teeth. This time when he speaks, his words are crystal clear. ‘Ah sha za… sa... the kiss of darkness has worked!’ With every ounce of willpower I have left, I focus on the light, my wolf and everything I hold dear, feeling myself being pulled away, but I’m too tired…

It was barely a few days ago she handed the documents over, and now the company was already bankrupt. “I wish he would have swallowed his pride and just come to beg his brother. Fredrick will always hold out an open arm to him.” Fabulous declined. He did not think the same. “Well, that will be until he attempts on your life—which we all know is just a matter of time before he takes that step—and that open arm will be met by the fangs and claws of Dark… Oh, how much I miss that big bad wolf of yours.” Emilia chuckled. She too missed Dark—a big, scary Lycan who would turn into a baby at the sight of her. She loved soothing his soft fur and how it felt under her touch.

My fingers dug into his ass cheek to spread him wide open while we frotted before the head of my dick was made to tease his hole again and again. The shower still ran in the background as we lost ourselves in each other. Teamates, rivals, lovers, or now maybe something darker and hotter. I knew this would not stop at one night because the forbidden pull was too strong, the musk and sweat and passion was too addictive for it. There would be more. Other nights I mean. “I might cum,” he breathed. I held him close with my hand placed possessively on his hip. "We are not done here Kai. Not even close. So, don't you dare cum.”

Not dark and dangerous. “Have you done this before?” He walked back toward me slowly, gently tapping the blindfold against his palm. I shook my head, unable to speak. I stepped back slowly as he approached. His gaze was dark and predatory—and I loved it. I really did. “Shall I be the first?” he asked. I didn’t know whether to say yes or no. I stopped when my back hit the wall and leaned against the cold tile. “I’ll take your silence as a yes, kitty,” he smirked. One hand traced lazy patterns along my hip while the other rested on the wall above my head. He leaned in close—so close I could still smell champagne on his breath.

"I can see that. What do you want me to do to him, Rixie?" "Hello, ladies, I'm right here. Be done quickly with your unneeded fluffy scene and let me do my job, alright!" "Your job? Bedtime tales. That's what you're supposed to read to a kid. Who reads horrors or history? Are you insane?" "I won't mind that you're my brother's mate. Who are you to lecture me?" Peter snapped. "Exactly as you said. I'm Phoenix's mate," she replied with a smile. "You don't even look as pretty as our servant girls. How can he accept you as his mate? Maybe he has other plans?"