Within Temptation Black Symphony นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I can’t form a response that isn’t an uninteligible sound, but that doesn’t seem to bother Ace. He hums against me, the vibration rattling my bones and blurring my vision. It’s becoming increasingly harder to fight off the orgasm barreling toward me so I can continue to enjoy this moment. But when Ace does the holy trinity with a swipe of his tongue, a thrust of his fingers, and his free hand squeezes my ass, I’m done for.

He channeled the essence of the symphony, unleashing a torrent of harmonic energy that surged towards Morvain, dispelling the darkness that clung to its form. Kaida, her voice filled with unwavering resolve, invoked the symphony's melodies of unity. She rallied their allies, inspiring them to fight with renewed vigor and reminding them that their melodies were stronger together. She weaved a web of harmonies that encased the battlefield, empowering their forces and shielding them from the onslaught of Morvain's darkness. Malachi, his redemption complete, stepped forward with newfound confidence. He channeled the symphony's melodies of transformation, harnessing their power to shape reality i

A jagged, beautiful, human scream that tore through the Virtuosos' harmony like a blade through silk. The Symphony Conduit groaned. The rings began to wobble. The "Perfect Harmony" was being infected by the "Anomalous Chord," and for the first time in thirty years, the Veil was losing control of the song. But as the Prism’s light turned from sapphire to a blinding, lethal white, the cavern began to collapse. The final movement had begun, and the price of the truth was about to be paid in full.

The alcohol was making her feel warm and reckless, and she didn't want to hold back. She reached out slowly and placed her hand on his thigh, her fingers circling the spot as she held his gaze. “I don’t want to be one tonight,” she whispered. Shaun's eyes dropped to her fingers briefly before landing back on her face, his expression unreadable. "Then don't be," He leaned even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. Kiara didn't blink. "Mr Blackwood, fuck me." Shaun stared at her for a long moment, his jaw clenching as he processed her words. Without breaking eye contact, he reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and dropped some cash on the counter.

It was almost midnight when Emily pushed open the door of Black Raven Bar. The neon lights flickered over her curves wrapped tightly in a black silk dress that clung to her like sin. Her hair, a dark waterfall, fell over her shoulders, teasing the valley of her cleavage with each sway of her hips. She didn’t care who stared at her tonight; in fact, she wanted their eyes. She needed to feel wanted again.

Dad said it would be for the betterment of the future—future my ass. “Thank you amigo!” I gulped down the content of the glass that Levi prepared. I didn’t ask him what it was, yet whatever it was in there was really strong. Been a Saturday, The Den was filled to the brim with people. Mostly business owners, I guess it was the only place one could go and not be bothered. A half-naked lady was dancing on the pole. She was so sensual that all the men seated in here wanted her, but I had eyes on her. The drinks weren’t effective it seemed, I needed something much more stronger.

“You crave it...something rough, something reckless… something that ruins you while you’re begging for more.” I couldn’t deny it, body betraying me even as my mind screamed. “And at this moment, kitten, I know you want me to kiss you.” That was enough. My knees weakened, my body giving in as the wall I’d built collapsed under his presence, my resistance slipping like sand through fingers. His grip tightened on my waist, pulling me flush against him like I belonged there. “Say it,” he murmured, breath brushing my lips. “I want to hear you beg for it.”

But I keep the unholy thoughts to myself as I stab my fork in the salad in my plate while my eyes stay fixed at his side posture. Rowan yawned in between at which Lucas elbowed him in the ribs to get his undivided attention on the serious issue they are talking about. I put another piece of salad in my mouth, chewing slowly, while I observe him. He is dressed like a dangerous sin, in all black. His black shirt hugs his muscular chest in all the right places, sticking to his body like another layer of skin. His one hand is stuffed inside the pocket of his black narrow pants. He is like a threat everyone should feel scared of.

Her moans were like wicked symphonies I never knew I craved… soft, sinful, forbidden poetry whispered in the dead of night. Fuck. Where was this coming from? Judas Romanovski didn’t use words like this. Didn’t let himself feel like this. But for her? For her, I could write thousands—dark verses and the more I looked at her, the more it dragged me further into an obsession that bordered on madness. She was my temptation, my ruin, wrapped in whispers. A lie. Yes, she was a lie. She had to be. Cause there was no way truth could be so tempting.

She shrieked an ear-splitting one that nearly made my ears bleed. “How could you do this to me?” she exclaimed; her face burned with anger. Calcifer straightens himself while blocking my eyesight from the woman. He was trying to protect me. Don't you dare hide, Winter. You did nothing wrong. You did not seduce Calcifer of anything like that. Still, why did it feel like we were discovered for doing immoral acts even if there were none. Why am I hiding behind him? His broad back felt like strong walls that would protect me from any rabid animals.