The Dark Urge Novels & Stories

"What do I need to do, sir?" His expression grew even darker. "Are you in for this bet?" "I'll leave it to your discretion," I answered. That response seemed to infuriate him. I could see his grip on his wine glass tighten, his knuckles turning white. "Fine, let's bet." The cards were dealt, and the game was on. I did not get the rules of the game, but the vibe? That I could read like an open book. Everyone was as still as statues, barely breathing.

My eyes locked onto it, and a primal urge surged through me - to spread my legs, to pull him deeper, to feel him fill me until I could barely breathe. “I’m sorry. I can’t help you. Just go.” I lied, my voice thick with disgust and longing. I needed him. I needed the sinful contact, the forbidden thrill. “Fine. I’ll leave. But this little secret would be our special bond.” He said, rising from the bed and heading for the door, his silhouette framed by the dim hallway light. Holy shit. What have I done?

The company still has lots of enemies behind the scenes, since the president has lots of enemies, to begin with. The president made a pact with the darkness, the underworld where evil reigns above all. His allegations against the Tamara Family invite lots of the villains to come for the president’s head. The Tamara family is also influential in the underworld, proven by the hitmen and mercenaries they hired to kill the president.

East caught Elize and pulled her slightly, but when the bomb went off, many parts of the shelter were scattered underwater and it hit Elize's side. From nowhere, a Black Card on Dark's table. Dark opened the envelope and there was the information he was going to collect. Dark was momentarily astounded when he saw a familiar name. He glanced at Trans and Auie. "I'm leaving." Said Dark Trans frowned. "Where are you off to?" "Where else? I have some to gather and deliver.” Dark just said. Dark took his coat and before leaving the room, he turned to Auie and Trans. Auie sat in Trans's lap as Trans's hand wrapped around Auie's waist while speaking joyfully.

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

I was surrounded by darkness. ** You're not a good person, there's no way you want to be a better person, the darkness of your past surrounds you, you can't escape yourself, the voice echoes louder and I was screaming. I woke up so fast and it was all a dream, all my body was covered with sweat. "It's just a dream you don't have to force yourself to sleep, it's been over seven hours since you slept,'' he mumbled as he put his hand on my forehead.

“Kill them! Kill them all!” Darkous launched at the command, his anger bursting from within him with immense force. The rage they both possessed emanating from Darkous’ skin in a black fog. The souls of all he had devoured now screaming within him, the pain of a thousand deaths giving Darkous the strength he needed to break free. The chains broke under the pressure of Darkous’ power, the links shattering into deadly pieces as they launched in all directions.

And the darkness she was referring to was this Beasty urge that was driving me crazy. The prophesy said I should embrace it and that from this darkness will come the light. I desperately hoped that that would prove to be true. *** The night was so dark, but I could see very clearly, such is the power that I held. I tried again to control my wolf, but he growled in anger and played deaf to my instructions. He was in a hurry to feed and if I don't give him what he wants, I wonder what might happen since the urge was getting stronger and harder to control.

He better really get his head together and make sure this is the best night of Eve’s life. I mean what if it is bad and this was all for nothing? What if she’s attached and he’s not? There were just so many variables and to top it off, he was still completely stuck on the dark room thing. He kept saying he wanted it to be purely physical, and have all of his senses heightened to her, and to make it more erotic that way. I don’t know what he’s smoking but I just hope it goes how he is expecting. I was going out Friday night for pizza and wings with a couple people from our crew, and Derek was going to sit at home and call Eve before joining us.

Dark took a few deep breaths on the phone and then stuttered, “K-Kaze Lee! I-It’s him! He beat me up and broke one of Shadow’s arms. He even crippled us! “Madam, you have to avenge us!” By the end of the call, Dark was shrieking like a witch. Her sharp voice was filled with resentment and it gave chills to everyone who heard it.