Résultats pour "Dark" dans Paranormal

I'm the heir of Zahariss. My secret is no more, and the people know an heir walks amongst them, but so does another. With broken vows and being hunted, I find myself in the most unlikely place of allies that will help me to right the wrong. As we make plans to spill the Highers' blood across the land, he finds me. Darius, heir of Cazier. After thinking we had some sort of connection, a truce, my enemy betrayed me. He says he won't let me go, but he won't acknowledge what he has done to me. With hatred burning bright, can we move on? Or will my wounds stay forever bleeding?

Born with all the vampire weaknesses and none of the gifts, I have little to offer my family—until my father, the prince, is poisoned. Only dragon tears will heal him, and the dragons are desperate for female mates. So, I'm offered as a sacrifice. Dumped in dragon territory in the Scottish Highlands, I'm quickly captured by Bram McGregor and Fergus Devlin. It's my body in exchange for the tears, and it doesn't matter how I feel about the trade. But as time passes, I feel a lot more than I expected.

This is a dark fantasy novella collection, featuring 10 stories. If you can imagine it as a trigger or trope, you will likely find it in this collection. (You can find the full list at edknovels.com if you wish to see them.) Please understand that this collection of stories is DARK AND TABOO EROTICA. Do not start listening to this and expect world-building, character background beyond basics, strong character development, or morals. This is intended to be dark, dirty, and forbidden. If you have any doubts, I highly suggest you turn back now. Don’t say I did not warn you! Enjoy!

Tarian Hadez—thirty-three, real estate mogul, mob lord, most eligible bachelor in New England, god. The god-part is an exaggeration. After all, if true deities existed, then the world would be a magical place, and it's really not. At least, my world isn't. Calanthe Bloom. That's me. Twenty-four, college graduate drowning in debt, true crime addict, florist by default, single by design. Although not living my best life, I'm enthusiastically pursuing it. Especially, in my dreams, which, since a recent flower-d

Nalin's life as a hero in the fantasy world continues. He never wants to go back to our world. Not when he has a harem of fantasy hotties who love him. There quest takes them south toward a haunted dungeon. Their paths cross again with Thera, a naughty dark elf assassin. The passionate assassin has the hots for Nalin's sultry priestess. Thera has not forgotten her lesbian desire for Arla.

I came here looking for answers. I ended up with three mates instead. His species is supposed to be extinct, but the brute who just shifted into a huge, naked man is not only very much alive, he's visibly ready to ravage me along with two more of these wild beasts. But as they tear my clothes off, spank my bare ass, and take turns mounting and rutting me, my body milking them greedily with every savage climax, I know they're not just claiming me. They're breeding me.

All Charley’s nightmares are real. Demons. Dark witches. Her murderous uncle. With her soul bound to an ancient demon lord and her sister taken captive by a monster, hope is in short supply. But Charley will not go down without a fight. Not when it comes to her sister, and not when it comes to the vampire king who’s claimed her heart. Even if it means siding with a brutal enemy from her past. Even if it means making a choice that will alter the course of her life… for eternity.

Get in, get the intel, get out. And above all, don’t get noticed. As a master thief, Charley D’Amico lived by those rules... until she screwed up and fell in love with her mark—a sexy, commanding vampire king whose cravings are as dark as his secrets. She should be running for her life. Instead, she’s running into his arms. Into his bed. Into his punishing, demanding mouth.

Xavia had been content with her life as a bounty hunter. She had control over her own contracts, got to sleep where and with whom she wanted, and could drown in the bloodlust that was cage fighting. Even when blackouts threatened to leave her dead in a ditch, she took life for what it was; chaotic. That is, until her life is upended when the Angel of Wrath crash lands into Euhaven and destroys her city.

Blackmailed and claimed before the whole academy, the Kingsman pack stole me from my mates and kept my scent for themselves. Now, struggling to fit in in class, I only have one friend, and I’m forced to watch, every day, as my mates fall for her. But these alphas’ obsessions sink their claws deep, blurring right from wrong. Dusk, Umbra, and Ransom are flipping the script, and it’s making me wonder the impossible: Did they steal me from my dreams after all?

To the rest of the world, I'm a damsel; rejected by my own mates and bonded against my will. Now, I need them to see that broken omega, so easily underestimated, because it's up to me to save my pack. With threats closing in, time is running out, and if I can't find answers, I might lose Dusk, Ransom, and Umbra—the alphas I've fallen for. Alphas who have already had everything stolen from them.

At twenty-four, Cody has already lost hope of having a life of his own. All his time is spent playing nurse to a dying, spiteful stepfather and maid to his bully half-brother. His only escapes are playing his favorite online fantasy game, Black Oasis, and talking to the strange, unearthly presence under his bed that may or may not actually exist. Everything changes when his nightly visitor, who introduces himself as Nor, starts talking back. As their connection deepens, Nor invites Cody into the surreal world existing just beyond his nightmares.

Night lasts a thousand hours. Forty sleeps - an endless desert of time when no one cares what happens to you until daytime. Helene has given up. Only concern for her sister's grave medical condition tethers her to the world she dreams of escaping through death. If only she could bring herself to end it. Caught out at night getting medicine for her sister, Helene is captured and taken as a slave for Gabriel, the mysterious ruler of the city.

It’s the best time of the year in the mountain village I call home, known for its Krampus lore and festive enthusiasm during the holidays. From the outside looking in, my life is perfect. I live in a winter wonderland, I’m engaged to the town’s beloved “honied ham man” and I run the town’s most precious flower shop. No one would ever know my fiancé is an abusive psychopath who’s threatened to kill me if I ever try to leave him. It’s a secret I’ve always kept hidden, my burden to bear. The only person who sees right through the mask I wear is my Christmas tree vendor. He follows me, watches me.

Stone Keeler is a six-foot-four hunk who could win any girl’s heart and then make her scream in bed, but as he claimed my quivering body for the first time the look in his eyes was terrifying. It was dark and savage, as if at any moment he might lose control completely and take me like a beast takes his mate, mounting and rutting me and marking me as his with every brutal climax.

When my parents mysteriously disappear, leaving me to raise my six crazy, younger siblings, my dreams for college are dashed. It gets worse when someone sends a slew of monster assassins after me and my family. Their untimely arrival is followed by three devastatingly hot Fae assholes who stalk me. Too bad for them, I'm not the docile type they're used to commanding. I might want to screw them, but I have no intention of joining the trail of broken hearts and bodies in their wake.

A Black vampire prince with glowing gold eyes. A white, ash-blond werewolf with a sharp tongue and a body built for sin. They were never supposed to touch. But one glance turns into one kiss. Then it's hands, teeth, and heat they can't escape. And a prophecy that could burn their whole world down. Omari Vale was born to rule – powerful, composed, and bound to a future he didn't choose. Ryker Thorne was born to run – wild, unclaimed, and dangerous in ways even he doesn't fully understand.

For her whole life, Onyxa has made peace with never finding love. Being a succubus tends to get in the way of building relationships since they feed on lust. In her free time, she reads books about the kind of love she's always craved, knowing it's the only way she could experience it. She works at the night club, After Dark, which caters to all possible needs and cravings of the supernatural community. She's kept the same routine for many years, going to work, satisfying her clients, and going home alone. But an unexpected encounter throws her world upside down.

He'll make me his at any cost.... Hot, surly, Fae vampire, Gabriel, kidnapped me to get the attention of the Fae Corps. He demands that I obey him. I am determined to resist him. He will not stop until he's tamed my spirit. I will not succumb to his charms. He has me captive, threatens to own me in every way possible... But I cannot, will not give in to him...I hope.

God, this man is perfect. I know he’s perfect because I made him up. I made him up as a child and fantasized idly about him some day showing up and sweeping me off my feet. When I’m trapped in the fire, I’m sure I’m going to die. It’s natural to be attracted to the man who rescues me, but this man...how can he be real? How can the fantasy man I invented carry me out of the burning skyscraper? And how can I deal with my desperate and absolute need for him?