Short Horror

"In the shadows where desires intertwine, they found liberation—a dance of seduction where power becomes pleasure, and surrender becomes freedom." Welcome to the tantalizing world of "Dark Seduction," a series of short erotic stories where desire knows no bounds and passion ignites in unexpected ways. Each tale delves deep into the intricate dance between dominance and submission, exploring characters' darkest desires as they embark on sensual journeys of discovery. From the luxurious halls of high society to the clandestine corners of underground clubs, "Dark Seduction" unveils the hidden fantasies and forbidden cravings of its protagonists. Themes of power dynamics, intense physical attraction, and the allure of surrender intertwine in a provocative tapestry of eroticism and emotional entanglement. Trigger Warnings: Sexual Content, Rape, Violence, Abuse, BDSM, Manipulation, Dubious Consent, Dark Romance, Power Dynamics, Mental Health Issues, Toxic Relationships, Trauma, Physical Restraint, Intense Emotions, and more. Are you prepared to delve into the raw intensity of BDSM or navigate the delicate balance between manipulation and submission? Can you resist the allure of exploring the intricate complexities of human desires, entangled within a web of lust, power dynamics, and the seductive surrender that defines "Art of Seduction"?

"You're an insensitive Bastard," I say. I want him to say something to do something, but he just leans against the wall staring at me. To my horror, I feel the telltale sign of tears, but I blink it away aggressively. Max walks towards me and cups my face "You've no idea," he says, leaning in. I don't know what I hope for, but I lift my head to face him anyway. We stare at each other for what feels like an eternity when he whispers "Do you think I'm not tired Callista, you should know by now that I am an addict and you are my addiction, I know I should back away, but these days when it comes to you, it seems my body doesn't obey my commands. I close my eyes, and i see you. I breathe, and your scent fills the air. Every day, i crave a taste of you. You everything to me. " His nose caresses my cheek, and he takes a long inhale, and I realise he's breathing in my scent. He then puts his forehead to mine, and his lips brush mine when he says "I'm never going back to how I was before, am I?" When I open my eyes, he's gone.

Archer has always wanted what he can’t have—Quinn Dawson. Since the moment he saw her, he’s been denying his feelings for her, ignoring the void in his heart he knows only she can fill. Everything about them was wrong, the kind of wrong that felt so right. But none of it mattered. Not the terrible timing. And definitely not the mess it would create if Archer made a move on his best friend’s baby sister. It was supposed to be one night, but one night is all it takes to make everything more complicated, and they only have nine short months to sort it all out. No, none of it mattered. Until it did.

Vivienne Vixen A cold blooded psychotic assassin with a bloodthirst like no other. She does what she wants, kills who she wants and crushes anyone in her way. The only one who can tame her is her dominating boyfriend Lucian. Lucian Ivanov The cold heart Russian mafia don. The very name itself holds years of bloodshed, nightmares and power. He's ruthless to all but her The psychotic little minx he can't seem to get enough of. Short story 18+

Isla has always lived in the shadow of her twin sister, Elara. She has watched her sister Elara become the pack’s golden light, the one everyone loves. But on the night before their eighteenth birthday, while Isla shifts into her wolf for the first time, a devastating fire claims Elara's life. The pack, even her family, turns on Isla, blaming her for the tragedy - without any proof. And to her horror, she finds that her mate is her sister's boyfriend, and the future alpha, Adrian. He is a bitter adversary but a sweet magnet she can't resist. When multiple suitors, each holding secrets of their own secrets, enter her life, she is torn between the facade of false and true mates. She must uncover the truth behind her sister’s demise, all while discovering her own strength and identity while navigating through her feelings. As tensions rise, the lines between loyalty and betrayal blur. In a tale of suspense, romance, shifting loyalties, and dangerous desires, Isla’s journey is a race against time to save herself, her loved ones and her pack from destruction. Will Isla unravel the conspiracy that binds her fate? Or will she get caught up in deception and lose herself?

Vada left her father's multi billion dollar mansion in Bridgeton to live alone in a developing City, Balor. She needed to take a break and try new things after the death of her mother which struck suddenly taking away her once beautiful life, she made new friends in Balor amidst her father's plea and that of her therapist amongst which is Karen Quagmire who trapped the innocent Vada in her promiscuous deadly loop. How would Vada respond to the truth that stared her right in the face but she was so absorbed in her new love life to notice? Read this short severe story and find out what happened to the duo. Suspense filled!

After losing her mother, Ayesha was left under the care of her stepfather. She is now an orphan and the only person she can count on is Hector. Her life with her stepfather was quite simple in the countryside, it was far from the bustling city life she previously had. It was peaceful ---the quiet life she had always been yearning for. She was engrossed by the solitude; little she knew it will all be ruined because of one curious night. Wondering where her stepfather goes late at night, she sneaked on the back of his truck. She never expected that she will be greeted with something she would never imagine even in her wildest dreams. She saw familiar the faces she comes across daily gathered in circle with cubs in the middle, her stepfather included. They served the cubs with live preys which they immediately pounce on. They didn't let go of it until it stopped breathing. And under the moonlight, when the moon blooms into its peak one after another, the cubs grew into large beasts howling under the full moon. The aura emanating from them was dominating that it made it hard for her to breathe. The people who were there also started to turn. She was stunned. It was a sight that normal people would never believe even if she were to tell them. Forget about telling people! She doesn't even know if she'd still be alive to tell a tale. She can only hope this is just a passing dream. She then cursed and fell into horror when she made an eye-contact with one of them. In a blink of an eye, a large black figure was on top of her.

She watch with horror and eyes fully widened as he tears her cloth roughly inserting his joystick into her in full force. ‘’Lay down, your head singing praises to the floor’’ his harsh word hit her and she finds herself crumbling to his commandment immediately, She dare not question him nor delay because she still love her life but this was never the plan. She never planned to end in the devil hell. Sarah Manuel have always wished to be free to travel the world and do whatever she pleased, but one night a tragedy occurred that changed everything: she was to be sold to a ruthless billionaire with a heart darker than the devils who is trapped In between looking for a bride who will give him an heir or losing his father's assets, he should give him a grandson in a year or lose his assets. Finally married to him against all odds and still seeks freedom from his hell she plans with some gangster and escaped on her wedding day only to meet what she never excepted, a truth bonding her to her worst nightmare forever, a dangerous nightmare she never wished happened.

At a time of war and hate, Alpha Diego put his life and that of his pack in danger when he abducted and eventually fell in love with the Luna of a rival pack: the Blackfur pack. Without a thought of the consequences, Diego makes Kyra his Luna after gruesomely murdering her mate and Alpha of the Blackfur pack. Kyra, encumbered with grief for her dead mate decides to redeem her defeated pack, but she was only human and without any special abilities. Knowing how much Diego loved her, Kyra decides to use it to her advantage; making him completely trust her. Diego fell without a doubt, stubbornly kicking off his Beta, Zayr's disagreement concerning his sudden faith in her. It took only a short time for Kyra to get Diego to tell her the secret of his Pack's continuous victory. The Syria sword. A death gift from his father was the secret of the abrupt steady victory of the crystal red moon pack. One reckless trust led to betrayal and the brutal destruction of the crystal Redmoon pack, with the Syria sword thrust into the chest of Alpha Diego by the one he trusts, instantly placing a sacred curse on him. Due to the curse, Diego evolved into a demon Alpha. His strength; limitless, His heart; icy and dark, and his only intention; to get rid of the one who betrayed him. Only then, will he succumb willingly to the nothingness that threateningly accompanied him, ogling for his life. For more than twenty years, with the blade still buried under his skin, Diego fiercely sought Kyra, to kill her in the cruelest way possible; notwithstanding, she was his first love. Now, his hatred for her was thicker than the love he once had for her, or so he thought. ...

My boy friend Caleb Ford's childhood sweetheart, Julia Leclair, is losing her hair from chemotherapy. So, he orders me to cut mine off and make her a wig. "Julia's allergic to synthetic wigs. You've been growing your hair for ten years—it's perfect." I refuse, but his friends tie me down. Someone shaves my head to the scalp, buzzing through my thick, glossy hair until nothing's left but a butchered mess. Julia sits in her wheelchair and laughs, saying I look like a toad. Caleb smiles and nods in agreement. He adds with a chuckle, "It's just some hair. Was that really necessary?" But back when I was bullied for having uneven, choppy short hair for six straight years, it was he who stood in front of me. He had his arms spread wide as he shielded me from harm. Now he's the one wielding the blade. One by one, their little circle chimes in. They tell me not to hold a grudge against someone who's sick. Caleb snaps impatiently, "Stop trying to talk sense into her. She can get lost! Did you see that fit she threw over a few strands of hair? It's not like they won't grow back." I turn around and walk away. I never look back. Later, I hear that Caleb begs for my forgiveness by kneeling his way up 9000 steps until his knees are ruined.