Novel & Cerita Touch Of Darkness Books

Together I woke up with a heavy feeling. It’s like there’s a heavy rock on top of me. And i felt like something is liking my face. I forcely opened my eyes and a light from the window hit my eyes. The thing who's liking my face is a fucking dog. I hate dogs the most! I wanted to pushed away the dog from me but my body is jailed by a demon. The Demon is named Seymour Rios Evans, sleeping peacefully beside me while his arms are hugging my waist and chest tightly.

Thank you for riding this wild rollercoaster with me! Buckle up for The Devil’s Rose (Book Two Of The Darkness & Desire Series). It’s gonna be one hell of a ride! All the love, ~ Lashes. (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

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 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

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

I kept walking toward the back wall then I saw something strange. A soft golden glow appeared between two massive bookshelves I walked past a thousand times. It was a hidden section. The books here looked ancient, their leather spines shimmering faintly. Titles like The Touch of Shadows, Bound by Moonlight, and Whispers After Dark seemed to pulse with their own light. My fingers trembled as I reached out and pulled one book from the shelf. It felt warm, almost alive. I was so curious to see so I opened it slowly.

“Now when you say that with that tiny, conspiratorial smirk I do not feel at all assured.” We were just a few inches apart and the urge to swoop down and connect our lips was overwhelming. Even in the night her eyes danced like two, bright, rainbow-colored buttons. “All in due time,” I leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her temple. She reached up and fiddled with the collar of my shirt. Her slender fingers grazed my bare skin and my brain was overloaded with searing, white-hot electricity. Just one accidental touch and I was ready to give her my soul.

He grabbed my wrists so that my hands would stay there and nuzzled into my hand. “I can’t stay here, in the house or in the pack. I am putting you in danger. I can’t risk hurting you, or our pup, or anyone else for that matter. I don’t have a handle on this darkness. I can feel it turning inside me. The closer I get to Thursday the more scared I feel. And the darkness, it's eating away at that fear Zelena. I’m making it stronger, not weaker”. “You’re being stupid, don’t say stuff like that” I growled and shook my head,

It was as if he had conjured up the dark side of her character and it was insidiously taking her over. Her skin heated, disturbing recollections of an hour past filling her conscious mind, and so real were those images that Lara could feel the touch of his hands on her flesh, feel the hot, hungry onslaught of his mouth on hers. With a trembling hand, Lara poured herself another coffee, mortified by her own lack of mental discipline. It was time she got herself back under control... but just how easy was that going to be with him calling all the shots? Perspiration dampened her eyebrow.

Jonas, his grip tightening on his fragment, focused his energy, forming a shield of light that protected them from the insidious whispers. The chamber door, adorned with grotesque symbols depicting scenes of violence and corruption, creaked open with a sickening groan. Inside, bathed in an eerie green glow emanating from a pedestal at the center, lay a single book – a tome bound in black leather, its surface etched with symbols that pulsed with malevolent energy. This was it. This was the source of the darkness. The corrupted celestial fragment, the very foundation of the Obsidian Watch's dark magic, rested within the book. Its tendrils of darkness stretched outwards, corrupting the surround