Stark Reality Oblivion Novels & Stories

Like I’m some disposable object he can just summon with his daddy’s real estate money. A hot, furious wave of indignation slams into my chest, completely burning away the residual social anxiety. My jaw tightens, and I opened my mouth, fully prepared to tell this parasite exactly where he could shove his multi-billion-dollar properties— His expression changes. The lazy confidence evaporates when his eyes lift over my shoulder and harden. His hand thankfully leaves my hip. “Thorne,” he says coldly, looking annoyed. A deep voice answers behind me. “Sterling.”

But what happens when his secret is revealed? You'll get flashbacks to before they started dating, and you'll see all the events that took place during those dark times. This story isn't for everyone, but I hope you enjoy it. | Dark Stalker Romance 17+ | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1: A Stalker's Truth Brixton pov, 35 While waiting for Harley to get home from work, I lounge on the couch with my hand in my pants, my eyes shut, and images of my little bird dancing around in my mind.

It contained the measurements he had mapped for the container and the same serial number. “You are not a good liar, little boy.” Dante stuck the paper in his face. “You want to talk now, before I start cutting off your fingers one after the other.” “You bastards! Go to hell.” Pierre screamed like a possessed person. “You can do as you please. I will be dead either way, because he is going to come for me.” “Who is going to come for you?” “The dark one.” He shuddered as he spoke. “Is this some sort of joke?” Dante jerked him up to his feet. “Do you think we are here to listen you talk shit?” He kicked Pierre’s chair in anger. “Who bought the fucking container?”

I can’t afford to take that risk. Elora looked up, face blank. She must have figured out something, but whatever it is she figured out, she’s not letting it show on her face. “I, Elora Stark, swear by the skies, by the blood of heroes spilled in time past, by the names of Alphas dead and alive, who have chosen to uphold freedom, liberty, might and sense of wholeness, that all I have revealed here is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.”

Ryker coughed, clutching his throat, his pride bleeding through the cracks of humiliation. “This isn’t over,” he spat, eyes flicking to me. “You’ll see who he really is, River. And when you do……” Orion took one step toward him, and Ryker bolted, stumbling down the hall before disappearing into the stairwell. Silence. Orion stood there for a moment, his breathing steady but his jaw tight. I stepped closer, hesitating at first. “Orion…” He turned to me slowly, and I saw it, the storm still burning in his eyes. His wolf was close to the surface, protective and violent all at once.

Those women are absolutely submissive to the supreme Gilbert, always knowing how to humiliate me to please him, their mafia kingpin. They make me kneel on the ground and bark like a dog, lick spilled milk off the floor, dance humiliatingly with my pregnant belly... Only because everyone knows my weakness is the child in my womb. “Julian, you know what? I have a thousand ways to make the bastard in your womb die silently.” “I advise you to be obedient, maybe if I’m in a good mood, I’ll take a look at the child after it’s born.” Gilbert’s tone was cold and ruthless.

She had to believe that. "I have hope in him, Emily," Paoli ground out between clenched teeth. "But I choose to be honest with myself. I buried many people when William rebelled as a young man. I continue to help him dispose of bodies when he slips up, even now. His hunting instincts are strong. Stronger than any other immortal because they were born into him. If he claims you, like he should have done immediately," he bit out the last bit angrily, word by word. "It may finally give him the control he's always lacked. But first, he has to survive this. Being drained of blood will leave him in agony, and his instincts will be in full force. I don't know if he can get control back." For the fi

Awoken by the sudden feelings of pain in his aching heart, he exclaimed, “Shit!” Yang Tian-Xu woke up, and he couldn’t believe himself, “How could I have made her cry in my dream!!!” He hates at himself, as he shouted. Frustrated and angry at himself “Fuck! I am pathetic!” Yang Tian-Xu hated how he had raped her in his dream. Even though it was an illusion, however; Dreams are your hidden desire is it not? Yang Tian-Xu’s beautiful fit body covered with sweat, and sure enough, he was still erect. He needed to cool himself down. He took off his sweat-soaked T-shirt, and glance over at the clock and saw the time; 8:32 a.m.

Goodness, I have Cian beside me while here I am trying to solve his brother's unexpected remorse to me. I sighed in annoyance, shaking my head with such weird thoughts. I shifted my focus to Cian and ignored the warning signals coming from his brother's dark aura. Pierre Monteblanco. I didn't appreciate the idea of why his name already speaks of trouble.

" The middle of the enemy ship above them exploded because of the continuous barrage of solid projectiles by the Starlian battleship ripping the vessel in half. The debri falls onto a mountain, crushing the watchtower set by the Starknights there. 500,000 Starknights began marching towards the frontline while escorted by a thousand fighters and 4,000 heavy tanks. "It's really chaotic here isn't it?" Diana walked and stopped on the edge of a cliff. "This is my first time setting foot on this planet. I've read stories of how beautiful this was once. I was on my ship's deck for seven years. Giving orders to my comrades and observing the scorched surface of Heavens Fall through the windows and m