The Darkest Temptation Novels & Stories

Her mind was going blank and she was falling into the hole of pitch black darkness from which there was no way out. She was falling and falling and falling. It was as if her soul and all the happiness of her life were escaping through the tips of her fingers and she couldn't do anything about it. It was as if she was drowning in the sea of darkness and sorrows and no matter how much she tried to swim but she couldn't; ended up in that salty water to fill her insides as her body jerked with suffocation. Her face became pale and her respiratory system betrayed her. No matter how much she tried to breathe, no matter how much she tried to stay strong but eventually the darkness pulled her in, an

Dark. “No.”

My body relaxed just enough to drift, but the ache, the want, the heat remained raw and alive, steaming under my skin even as darkness claimed my consciousness. I couldn’t wait for what tomorrow had in store.

But as sleep claims me, his face swims in the darkness—green eyes, scarred hands, voice like sin. Restless dreams follow. A figure in black, approaching through mist. Hands reaching, not to bless, but to claim. I wake gasping, sheets damp with sweat, the ache deeper now. Obsession? No, just curiosity. Temptation? Perhaps. But power... whose? His, or the one stirring in me? The bell tolls midnight. I kneel by my bed, whispering Hail Marys. Full of grace. But grace feels far away tonight, replaced by something darker, intimate, charging the air like thunder waiting to break.

“Is this a move in your chess board to clear the scandalous nature of your relationship? Or was it to scrub the digital archives through philanthropic gestures?” “It is true that our relationship was born in a house of mirrored lies”, I admitted as I didn’t feel ashamed at that moment. “We made mistakes while living in the dark. The reality is that you can’t redemption from darkness by running away from light. Rather we seek the redemption by building solid structure that can stand the sun and its heat. Lucas didn’t do it to scrub the digital archives instead he did for the search of the truth. If you think that’s a scandal, then expect more to come in the nearest future.” When the studio li

“I feel the same way. I was just putting on an asshole act to save you from me. I’m madness… The complete opposite of everything that’s good for you. A notorious cartel leader. Murdering and racketeering is in my blood. And then there’s you…” He shook his head. “You’re too innocent for my dark and dangerous world.” I cupped his face in my hands. “What if I’m tired of playing by the rules?” I whispered. “What if I’m tired of being sane? You might think you’re no good for me, but I see the good in you, Adrian. You’re not a monster… You’re not a bad man. I know we’re complete opposites of each other. I know that we met in fucked-up circumstances. I know that I’m breaking all the boundaries I ev

I start to get dizzy as my soul is ripped from my body and distantly from somewhere in the room I hear the howling of our friends. Few hours later Darkness. Is it something that you see with your eyes or is it a feeling deep in your soul? With every hour I am away from my Zolotse I feel the demons taking just that little bit more of my soul, pulling me into a darker place. Revenge. I can almost taste the blood of the person who did this to Ana. I’m going to kill them with my bare hands when I find out who it is. And every last person involved is going to suffer and die a slow painful death along with them.