Playing Dangerous Book Novels & Stories

The enemies were just five meters away and they’re all hiding themselves in the debris. Hellion counted in her hands as she nonchalantly tossed away the nonsensical book in her arms. Never mind the charm of it bringing her to a dangerous place. The book has been shining in purple light since she held onto it. As long as she get rid of the damn book sooner then she would be fine.

⚠️🔞 TRIGGER WARNINGS (DARK ROMANCE): ⚠️🔞 This is a DARK ROMANCE book with heavy, raw, and non-traditional themes. It contains highly sensitive content that some readers may find uncomfortable, triggering, or disturbing. This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics

than him. He hadn’t meant it lightly, I could tell and I hadn’t answered lightly either. Safer. Yes, books were safer. Stories never hurt you. They ended where they were supposed to. Characters didn’t betray you with broken promises or cold silences. Pages didn’t leave scars but Alex? He was the opposite of safe. He was chaos wrapped in control, temptation disguised as sharp suits and colder words. And yet… I rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling, the shadows from the streetlights painting faint stripes across it.

A friendly game after a college party gets a little wild... All characters are 18+. You can expect a wild game of dares between college students that only gets wilder as the night wears on, including but not limited to handjobs, blowjobs, best friends, crushes, MF, MFF, MMF, MMMF, MFFF, anal, and other naughty fun. Enjoy.. ************

It was probably wrong of me to be turned on right now, but fuck, he turned me into such a fucking little slut when he talked like that. He didn't expect an answer and kept talking. "I'm going to cum on your back. This is your punishment for following us. Putting yourself in danger. I understand your reasoning and I appreciate it. We now know it would have been bad if that psycho had gotten me to his house, but you could have tracked my phone instead, like I taught you. You. Put. Yourself. In. Danger." He practically growled it and I know he's still pissed. But I'm not worried he will go overboard. He's always in control in the playroom.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!!” She snapped it shut startled by my shouting and hugged the book tightly. “No!” “What do you mean ‘no’?? That’s very dangerous, put it down, it’s not for you to mess around with it!!” I’m scolding her like a little child, but I cannot seem to stop myself... “Mother, calm down!” “Josie, you don’t understand!! That book is dangerous!! It contains magic like no other… it can pervert your mind, if you don’t handle it carefully!!”

I didn't want to leave Manhattan. But dead fathers don't leave you a choice. Eight months after dad died, Mom said we were moving to Madrid. “Better opportunities,” she said. “A fresh start.” What she didn't say was that it had something to do with his old college friend— the one who suddenly cared a lot about us now that Dad was gone. Mom said it was a fresh start. She said Madrid would be good for what she had with him. I didn't get a say. I packed my books and the last pieces of the life I had in New York. Said hurried goodbyes to my friends and boyfriend and followed her across an ocean. Now I was standing in a city that felt foreign to me. Surrounded by boxes a

What the hell is happening here? “What the fuck?” I say. Is this some kind of prank that Victor’s decided to pull? He should know that we are not in high school anymore, and this kind of behaviour is nothing but stupid. I don’t understand what this means, but I know it’s nothing good. I don’t know what to do. Should I touch the book? Should I even go near it? What if something bad happens to me if I do touch the book? The book finally stops moving, and it stays on one page. There’s an image in the book. I look hard at what’s being portrayed, and it’s the image of a beast with large horns.

Chapter 28 Nemir WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Books and manuscripts lying everywhere in the place, a man in the middle of this pile of books silently read through the bunch of papers in his hand. With bloodshot eyes, the man glanced at the other book in his hand and repeated such motions for a couple of minutes, multi-tasking.

"... Your bloody game makes no sense." "Unless you play it well." I step on another table, unleash my claws and attack him with it but he dodges. He rushes behind a bookshelf and uses it to block my path when I chase him. He pushes it against me while I hold it with one arm and another on the table behind me for support. The books are sliding and hitting me, and since the shelf was emptied it became lighter, I clawed it into two. These bookshelves are unbearable for humans because of their great weight and height. It's only a toy for Amos.