Tempting Darkness Book 2 Novels & Stories

Unresisting. Finishing their drinks, we walked into a room that made my breath catch in my throat as my eyes took in the scene before me. The walls shimmered with an iridescent glow, casting a surreal radiance upon everything inside. A plush, velvety couches everywhere. Love seats at every place, silken sheets inviting passion and concupiscence. A sense of raw intimacy permeated the air as if the room itself was conspiring to ignite the deepest passions. Carl’s eyes gleamed with an unspoken hunger, and Caleb’s lips curved into a knowing smile.

“I thought you met him this morning? Are you avoiding him because of your engagement?” “I would’ve broken the engagement if Martin had actually showed up but he never did.” Tanya spoke with a sad smile on her face. “I haven’t seen him in two weeks. He isn’t answering my calls or texts…it’s like he has given up on us. So I thought maybe I should move on too. I didn’t know he was such a coward.” “Tanya…I have some bad news for you. Martin has turned to the dark side, become a Dark Mage and he just might have been responsible for Asmara’s death.”

One of them comes forward and says to me with his head bowed. “I will talk with the king. You stay here”. I order him and turn towards the door of the shop. I open the door and enter the shop. Elise also enters inside me. This shop is soaked in darkness. There are only a few candles lit inside the shop. I think the darkness is created here purposely. There is nothing inside the shop.

One could tell it was dangerous. Suddenly two shadows emerged from the dark five steps from where she stood. She step back watching the two shadows cautiously. "No!" One of the shadows cried. Its voice covered with fear. The other shadow took out something that looks like a gun and pointed it at the other one. "This is my parting gift for you." The shadow whispered before pulling the trigger. A loud bang echoed in the whole place, taking away the stillness of the night.

“Now get dressed before I bend you over again.” The day went by as I shot everything, while my body remembered every thrust from last night. Damien played the perfect groom, but every time our eyes met, I could see how desperate he was to fuck me again. His new wife seemed sweet, oblivious, smiling through it all. During the rehearsal for the reception entrance, I slipped away to check lighting in the east hallway. Footsteps sounded behind me. Damien. He didn’t waste time. His hand grabbed my ass immediately, fingers digging in as he backed me into the shadowed corner.

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

As Elias fell asleep holding me, I felt the stranger’s cum and Elias’s mixed between my thighs. Two men had used me in the same bed tonight. The one I was falling in love with and the one I was terrified of. And I still had to steal more from Elias tomorrow. After a minute, my phone vibrated silently under the pillow with a new message. Sleep well, little traitor. Tomorrow night will be even better. Sweet dreams. I closed my eyes, but sleep wouldn’t come. Every choice I made was pulling me deeper into darkness. And the worst part? A sick, twisted part of me was starting to crave it.

“You are always so sure of yourself. What if this is a mistake? What happens when the storm ends and real life comes back?” They lay close now. Their faces were only inches apart. Raven could feel Lila’s warm breath. The smell of rain and vanilla filled the small space. The bed felt smaller with every passing minute. Outside, a loud crack sounded as a branch broke in the wind. The candle went out, leaving them in complete darkness. In the dark, Lila moved a little closer. Their legs pressed together under the covers. Raven’s heart raced. She wanted to kiss her, but she held back. The tension between them was strong and growing.

She pushed that down deep, sipping from stored bags in the fridge. Rain hammered the windows that Tuesday night. Lydia sat at her desk, sorting through a box of new books. One caught her eye: Spirits of the Wild: Bindings and Releases. The cover was cracked leather, smelling like dirt and old forests. She flipped it open, her fingers brushing over faded words in some ancient tongue. "Just a peek," she told herself. Curiosity burned in her chest. She read the spell aloud, soft and quick, like testing a locked door. The air changed. It got heavy, like before a storm. Candles on the shelves flickered wild, shadows dancing on the walls. A rumble started low, from the book itself. Lydia's hands s

Then a whisper in my ear: “You’re already unraveling.” I whimpered. He ran a single finger along the inside of my thigh—up, up—and stopped just before it mattered. Then he pulled away. Silence. Torment. Pleasure without satisfaction. I hated him. I wanted him. And I knew he wouldn’t give in. Not until I broke. He left me there. Blind. Bound. Teased. But untouched. And worse… throbbing. --- End of Chapter Four