R 18 Light Novels & Stories

Viktor said. “Not yet,” Kael said with a dark chuckle. “But I might be soon. Gather the crew. It’s time.” Within an hour, engines roared through the night. A convoy of black cars and motorbikes cut across Pennsylvania’s highways like wolves chasing prey. The R8 Gang had arrived. They were no ordinary pack—outlaws, Lycans, and shifters, each of them bound to Kael by blood, by oath, by nights filled with war and rebellion.

"My grandmother told me from childhood that there is a terrible evil lurking in the dark, so I should beware of the darkness... So I have always been afraid of the dark. I always came home before dusk and asked my mother not to turn off the light in my room. Then she would light a candle for me and put it on the bedside table next to my bed to save electricity. I stared at that flame and felt safe, as if some invisible force hidden within that flame was watching over me, protecting from all evil. However, the darkness caught me then in my dreams, it lurked, hiding in its depths overgrown creatures with huge teeth, long claws and wild eyesight. Chased by these terrible creations of my childho

It was almost as if it was a time line as we walked down the hall. I saw a sword. Many different people held the sword as we walked. Sometimes it was a person outlined in black light, which was strange to see black light. It was not like the UV purple light that they called black light in the clubs. This was inky dark light. Almost like paint, but reflected as light. My physics brain couldn't wrap itself around the concept, and yet here it was right in front of me.

Dark. I enter the shooting room looking for Max, he is at the end of it with the protectors on, with a 9mm in his hands shooting at a target that is about 6 meters away, the shot is good but not perfect, for to be perfect it must hit the target, that is to say the chest or the head, and this has been close to the exact point of the chest, he smiled because although Max is good with weapons, in shots with small arms he is not better than me.

He's been hatching his plans for a long time and could remember how it all started. It is just gonna be a little while and he would crush Raven to pieces. Raven seemed not to have known he was the mastermind of this alliance. Raven got to her cottage up the hill in a farther part of the city. removed her mask and the same time the lights went off. Only the moonlight rays could permit her view in the already dark room. Her men came in all injured. One of them slumped on of the chairs looking very tired. He had a huge bite mark on his arm.

I looked at him as he opened it. Of course, his mom would find it quite weird if she discovered that we hadn't been sharing the same bedroom. "You can start unpacking. I've got a conference call to deal with." Justin left as I stepped into the dark-themed, aesthetically designed bedroom. The walls had a stunning midnight decor and there was a luxurious tufted bed, an elegant chandelier, vintage furniture, a gallery with a TV wall panel and soft golden lighting. This was definitely Justin Martínez's sanctuary.

The shield closed, and we were left to wait outside. An hour passed. Then two. In the third hour, the circle began to flicker with an unnatural light, a color that didn't belong in a proper healing ritual. Martha gripped my arm nervously. "That light… something's wrong." Elder Thomas's face grew grim. "She's using the wrong herbal combination. If this continues, it will—" His words were cut off by a guttural, animalistic scream. The sound was completely inhuman, filled with pain, despair, and… an unspeakable horror.

Concern evident in her voice, she asked, "Are you okay, son?" Rick winced, massaging his forehead, and muttered, "The light is so bright." Quickly understanding his discomfort, Rachel switched off the light and moved to the window to draw the curtains, allowing a softer, more natural light to filter into the room. As Rick lay still, attempting to gather his strength, he cautiously attempted to open his eyes once more. Gradually, he allowed his eyelids to part, squinting as he adjusted to the light, until the room slowly began to take shape around him, revealing that he was indeed in his own room.

Chapter 25: "Taste," Warning: R+18 ───── ❝ K I L L I A N W I L D E' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 13 - 2027 ║ ║ Wednesday║ Class Day ║ "Mind if you light me up, too?" I asked as I approached Ruby on the rooftop. The sun had set hours ago, leaving only the pale glow of the half moon and a few scattered streetlights below. It's past midnight already and the dark forest lay beneath us, a sea of blackness under the pale moonlight.

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