Sleeping Beauty Original Story Dark Novels & Stories

She thrown into a deepest of darkness, beyond the light, and restricted from ever step foot of the land with light. The last thing she saw is the spear of lights that color surpass of all existence. Tears rolling down in her cheeks. “How can you be a father? How can you be my father?” It becomes a whisper of the dark, never reach the light. But the child never shut her mouth, in despair, or to deliver her pain the dark, she use her knowledge of knots the story altogether, and tell the dark her despair. She never have the happy ever before, the one that every princess have to achieve the happy ever after. She never wanting a prince, but a family. Yet both is cruel to ever achieve.

Vanilla slowly crawled into the bed and laid stifly, seeing this, Darkness pulled her my the waist and drew her to him. She froze, keeping her eyes tightly shut as if it would protect her from what Darkness wouldn't do. Vanilla made sure to lay on the bed, preparing herself in case Darkness decided to make a move in the middle of the night. At some point, Vanilla could barely keep her eyes open ans she gave in to sleep, Darkness on the other hand could barely breathe without feeling his cock move, begging to have her, but he had spoken. It the first time in his life that Darkness hated himself for being a man of his world. His little White was right there, but he couldn't have her.

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…

"We can make her fall into a deep slumber for a lesser price. Dark magic taints your heart; I wasn't born the Dark Fairy, but good only brought me sorrow. If you don't want the blood on your hands, sleep is better than endless sleep." "You mean a sleeping potion?" "Dreamshade. Puts the victim in a deep sleep eternally. "With no remedy?" "A kiss from Damen can undo it at present. We have to change that first. We need to create a chasm in their relationship for our plan to work perfectly." "What do I do?" "For the sleeping potion? Nothing. I've got a fresh batch ready. For concocting the curse though, you have to give up something that you cherish the most."

And to be very honest, right then, I was regretting my decision of not letting the dark lord fuck me. "I know you're not asleep," He said and I automatically started to fake my snoring as if that would convince him. "You don't snore at all when you sleep, I've been watching you." And for some strange reason that last statement didn't scare me instead it aroused me. "I hoped you learnt your lesson Mia Cara, I bet you're tired from trying too hard, goodnight." He turned off the light and laid close to me, his huge hands enveloped me in a hug and I notice he wasn't wearing any clothes

The darkness closed in around him, its power overwhelming and absolute. When the ritual was finished, Ryder was changed. He was no longer the same man, but a shadow of his former self, bound to the will of the silver-haired woman. His eyes now mirrored the eerie glow of hers, a testament to the dark force that had claimed him. The weight of his new destiny pressed heavily upon him, as he stood in the ruins of the ancient church, forever linked to the legacy of darkness.

“Prince Soren had a woman in his chambers last night… and this morning, she could barely walk.” My eyes flew open. My whole body jolted as if lightning had struck every nerve. Heat exploded across my skin, rushing down my neck, my chest, and lower, settling like liquid fire between my thighs. For two years I had shared Oran’s bed. Never once had I been left unable to walk. Never once had I screamed. She couldn’t walk properly? What kind of filthy exaggeration was this? I scoffed, trying to push the image away, forcing my eyes shut again. But the damage was done. My pulse raced wildly.

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.

And before, every time she looked at me, she intoxicated me, gave me one more reason to continue to endure my ordeal. She was the most beautiful woman in the world in my eyes. Why did she have to be the daughter of this monster? Disturbed, I brought the glass to my lips trying to hide my confusion as I moved closer to her... “What do we have here... Sleeping Beauty finally waking up.” I said with an evil smile and a harsh tone that surprised even me. She backed away as I moved a little closer towards her. The scene was rather pleasant. She was retreating in vain while I was approaching her, closing the distance that she was trying to put between us.

Jason said and brought out the blue orb , and Thorned gasped. "she. She touched that and passed out?" he asked in a very quiet voice, and I nodded. "ahh. It's imbued with dark magic. Very very dark magic. The kind that would from a terrible reaction when touched by someone with a soul as pure as hers." Thorne said gently, "but never you fear. The girl will be fine. She's only sleeping." "She's been having nightmares." I stated, and Thorne nodded.