The Deep Dark Book Novels & Stories

DAVE’S POV “Does anyone fuck you like I do, you little rascal?” he muttered, his voice low and taunting as he tapped his length against the entrance of my opening. “No…” I breathed, my back pressing harder against the cold wall, a shiver running through me as my chest rose and fell unevenly. He grabbed my neck, his fingers tightening just enough to make my breath hitch. “Don’t ever say no,” he warned close to my ear, his tone dark and controlled. “Call me master… or I’m going to ruin your slippery hole.”

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Xenos slowly got up from the chair and began walking towards it, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “Is this the book of light you were referring to?” I asked, hardly able to contain my excitement. Xenos took a good, hard look at it. “Indeed it is. But as I should have guessed, it is now the book of dark.” We all gathered around the box, examining the book inside curiously. “I remember the last time I saw this book it was a dark shade of brown. Now it looks…pitch black.” Xenos nodded, “The dark magic took hold of the book as well.”

I swallow the lump in my throat and descend. The air down here is cooler, thicker with the smell of leather and dust and secrets. Torches have guttered out, but faint violet light clings to the edges of things—my new sight, maybe, or the contract’s gift. The shadows dance ahead of me, playful almost, skipping along the shelves until they reach a particular bookcase. One tendril stretches, points. A heavy black tome launches itself from the highest shelf and thumps into my waiting hands. I stagger under the weight. The book is bound in leather so dark it drinks the light; no gold leaf, no embossed sigils, just smooth, inky blackness. The title is etched in silver that seems to shift when I ti

“The Black Book holds the oldest secrets of the royal bloodline. Spells that can bind an Alpha’s wolf forever. Records of every forbidden ritual. Names of those who broke the laws of the Goddess. It can end the Alphas… or remake them. As for where it is hidden… the royal vault is only the beginning. The true location shifts with the moon cycles. It calls to those marked by darkness. You will know when it wants to be found. But beware … the Book does not give power. It takes. It always takes.” I opened my mouth to ask more, desperate for anything that could help me, but Elowen leaned back into the shadows, silent once again. The itch in my hand returned with a vengeance. I scratched harder, b

From here, it looked beautiful and orderly. The black lake was like a mirror, reflecting the sky's last grace of the day before it was swallowed by the night. She pressed her palm against the cold glass. The heat radiating from her palms drew a foggy outline of it. Her reflection overlapped with the settlement. Many thoughts occupied her mind. Many, many thoughts. (Author's note: If you feel like this chapter was horrible, forgive me. Am not too well, and I have exams coming up. Don't worry, I will try my best to make this book as enjoyable as possible. By your one and only.

The following books are for mature audiences with dark themes and Anti-heroes that you'll hate but end up loving them. These books contain intense sèxual themes and can/may have non/con, dubious consent. These are dark books. All these books are COMPLETED. 1. CAGED-A DARK BILLIONAIRE CAPTÎVE ROMANCE ____ Blurb ____ ERICA Kidnapped. Sold. Caged. I should’ve known. But with the monster I was familiar with locked in a mental asylum I stopped looking over my shoulder. And that’s when the real monster in a Armani suit, with beautiful face and a dark accent decided to haunt my dreams and every waking moment.

It was as if he understood the real me. - Today was a typical sunny October day. As usual I sat under the shade of my favorite tree during lunch, engrossed in a dark romance novel. The passionate exchanges between the characters had my heart racing with each page I turned. I was so lost in the fictional world that I didn't notice Asher approaching until he was there, next to me. Startled, I bit my lip as I tried to regain my composure. Asher, however, had already swiped the book from my hands, a mischievous glint in his gorgeously dark eyes.

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she cried to us as she handed us the painting that was meant for us. I just smiled at her as she hugged us. I looked down at the painting I was holding. "Life in the Darkness" — The Woman Who Lived in the Dark." ** Life in Darkness has signed off.