The Dark Triad Book Novels & Stories

It feels like I live in a prison where I can never be happy or see the light beyond the darkness around me. I never had friends or a girlfriend because my father doesn't let anyone get close to me. Sometimes I feel a lot of pain in my body and this always happens during the full moon, so I take some horrible medicine that my father gives me. He says it's for my good, because if I don't take it I'll get sick, I know it's not that, but I don't have my grandfather to tell me what's wrong with me! These nightmares that don't leave me alone and are always the same turn me into a horrible wolf where I'm in a war of leadership, that's it and the same dreams or nightmares every day.

“Has anyone ever told you about triad bonds before?” I looked up. “Those are real?” “Rare as fuck,” she said. “Especially for someone with Emberborn blood. Usually it’s two mates max. A triad means something ancient. Something wrong… or something divine.” “Thanks for the comforting clarity,” I muttered. Nyra gave a small shrug. “You asked.” A long beat of silence. Then she reached into her bag again and tossed me a scroll. “What’s this?” “Research,” she said. “Emberborn bloodlines. Ancient bond records. I started digging after you survived the first Trial.”

Back and forth. “You imagined it,” I muttered under my breath. “It was the lighting. The music. The champagne.” But the memory burned too clearly, the purple light. It wasn’t symbolic, it wasn’t imagination. It was the mark of the mate bond. Visible only to the bonded pair. I wasn’t supposed to see it. Unless… “Ugh!” Frustration ripped out of me as I dragged both hands through my hair. Maybe this was another one of their games. The triplets had always been dangerous in their own way. Charming when they wanted something. Ruthless when they didn’t get it. Maybe this was some elaborate psychological trap, a cruel manipulation designed to destabilize me.

Still, the way he said it, like the words made me feel small. “Tell me, Snow,” he pressed, voice dipping lower. “What kind of books do you read?” My stomach dropped and panic fluttered in my chest. If he knew, if he even suspected. The facade I’d built so carefully for my parents would crumble to dust. He couldn’t know that behind closed doors, I consumed more dark romance and filth than any good girl should. The sound of the front door swinging open snapped the moment in half. I blinked, tearing my gaze away just in time to see my dad stride in. Relief flooded me so fast my knees almost buckled.

Book Three of the Badboy Trilogy Written by: Vendité Johnson The Badboy Trilogy Book One: How to Destroy a Badboy Book Two: The Emancipation of a Badboy Book Three: A Rhapsody for the Playboy Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events and incidents are either a product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Trigger warnings: Violence, Explicit Language, self-harm, sex, and Non-consensual sexual activities. The male leads are not morally gray, they are just bad bad men. Book tropes: Age gap, Non-consensual, forced marriage, mafia, strong and fierce female lead, and dark romance. BOOK 1: THE EXTERMINATOR'S WIFE SERENE’S P.O.V “It’s time.” Time for my slaughter. Time for my demise. Time for the end of me. I balled my hands into fists, ready to swing them to anyone who dared carry me out of the car.

I love all different kinds of music, so there’s a little something for everyone. 3. I write all different kinds of books. If you’re interested, you can find my other books on these platforms: a. GoodNovel: Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)

I state, because I will never stop loving him. “I love you too, pretty boy. I always will.” His voice is filled with so much love and there is no denying that Nikolai and I were meant for each other. He's my love, my peace, my husband. Always and Forever. ……. I can literally feel my eyes water as I come to the end of the book. It has been a roller coaster of emotions. I wouldn’t have done this without my readers' support. Thank you all for giving me this chance and I’m so glad that you guys liked my book. It is my first time trying to write a MM book and I ended up getting your love. Mind you, this is not goodbye. Book two of the series will be released soon and the couples there will be Iri

I turned in his arms and hooked my arms around his neck staring into his gorgeous green eyes. " I was doing some research on curses." I replied and he tensed at my words. " Did you find anything?" Reid asks as he stepped towards us I looked at him and nodded handing him the book. Kaden released me and stood next to Reid reading what I just read. Their facial expressions stayed blank and after a few minutes Reid asked " So you are not the only tribrid to exist and you can break the curse?" I nodded and replied" Although I don't know what the words mean though."

“Did it make you feel like a man, Ayden? To destroy something as pure as Dakota because she made one mistake?” “It wasn’t like that! I… I wasn’t… I didn’t think it would escalate as it did!” He exclaims, shaking his head, but I see through him. Ayden has a darkness in him that matches my fathers whether he wants to admit it or not. “You ruined her, brother; that alone makes you unworthy of happiness. You haven’t apologised to her or even tried to, but now you want out of this life, out of the Bratva? Darkness and death run deep in your veins; innocent women are not welcomed and would never accept you for who you are. The sooner you realise that, the better.” I say, then get up and walk out o