Truth After Dark Chicago Novels & Stories

Warning: Explicit sexual content, cuckolding, group sex, extreme size difference, humiliation themes, interracial content, voyeurism. 18+ only. THE ARRIVAL Sarah had been counting down the days. Seven days since the first poker night. Seven days since Tyrone, Jamal, and Marcus had shown her what real pleasure felt like. Seven days of going through the motions with Mark, feeling nothing when his inadequate five inches slid inside her, faking satisfaction while fantasizing about those three massive cocks.

I entered with Mikhail as he rightfully placed his hand on my waist while leading me inside. The music, the chattering of people and the glamour was making it a huge event. I could see important personalities around. There were some eyes on me as we entered. Obviously they will judge me after seeing me with one brother at the last party and with the other brother in the next one. The eyes are screaming judgements but I did what I had to do to save my life, no one was there when I was crying for my safety. Mikhail was welcomed by Damon and Rafael. The trio is in the ninth sky after killing their father.

The Darkness: Clutching a mug of iced Americano, I watch as a group of women are laughing on their way to a truck. The purple-haired woman catches my attention, her laughter a jingle to my already wretched heart. From the sidewalk facing Chiara’s bakery, I can see all of them.

I felt my feet grow numb as I staggered a bit, causing the lampshade that was rested on the cabinet crash down. They all raised their heads up as they looked at my direction. Luckily enough I had hidden myself in the dark as I tried control how fast my heart beat. It pace was really fast as I rested my right hand on my chest and my left hand was on my mouth so that I don't end up crying out. I wouldn't let them take me to the Alpha. Alpha Darwin was one notorious man in the whole of Chicago and every pack in Chicago feared him. He had no heart, no conscience, be was a beast.

She glances back once, eyes wide as terror etched deep into her face. Something in the dark wrapped around her ankle and dragged her into the shadows. Her scream tore through my dream. I woke up with my claws half-formed, a low snarl vibrating my chest. The bond burned like a brand across my chest. For weeks I had stayed away deliberately. After the last attack, I knew the truth I had been denying, my presence drew danger. My darkness was a beacon, that called to things that hunted power. The longer I remained near the human realm, the more enemies would sense her.

Chad then asked, "How many of you came back?" "More than 70... No, you... I..." Dark Phoenix, in her shock, subconsciously told the truth. It was too late to take it back. Chad had not looked at her throughout that exchange, his gaze fixed on the passing scenery. The car was on the highway, heading toward Bloomington. "That's enough. My last question is, what are your thoughts on the celestial realm wanting to invade our world?" Chad's final question left Dark Phoenix unsure of how to respond. Finally, she mustered the courage to ask, "Don't you want to know if your sister returned?"

Elize replied. “It's not just because you're forbidden to say anything, Elize,” Lucian said. East looked down the road. Let's talk about it later. Right now, let's concentrate on the mission first. ” Elize took a deep breath. ********** Dark was standing on top of the cargo crane. He will pick up eight souls here in the port area where those men will die in the incident. According to the record of the eight, they are the employees of a large union and Dark knows the name of the union, Black Wolves Tribe. They will not die at the hands of the police but two Dark Phoenix Secret Service officers.

"We don't want another accident, do we, my king? I'm perfectly fine. I think you should just concentrate on the road for now. Others are coming. Even if I was hurt, I should be healing by now. Don't you think so?" "This isn't over. We should talk about it when we get to Dark City." Scarlett nodded, and was greatly relieved when Kellan continued driving, and this time, with his sanity. ****************** Dark City was a five hours flight from the airport. They got into the town at night, and made it to their hotel as discreetly as possible. Kellan was glad at the maximum security that awaited them, but that didn't stop him from being on his toes. He knew Dark City was full of witches and wiza

I glared at this supposed Glinda as I got to my feet. “Will you stop with the stupid alliterations? I am not Glinda the Good Witch. This is not the Wizard of Oz.” Not Glinda rolled her eyes. She’s had enough of my melodrama. Well, too fucking bad. I’m allowed to be as crazy and weird as I want. “I am Chiara, Crone of the Oscurità e Luce coven. The witch that has started this war and is currently keeping you imprisoned in your mind is my twin sister Melania. She’s supposed to be dead.”Chiara sighed.

Sister’s Warning (Logan’s POV) Damian Blackwell’s apartment wasn't a home; it was a testament to his dominance. It occupied the entire top floor of the tallest tower in Chicago, a minimalist shrine of glass, chrome, and calculated coldness. Everything was neutral tones, grey, slate, white, as if emotion itself had been surgically removed.