Darkrance Stories

(Not sure who drew the Fanart..!) In the Unstable Universe, your guardian appears on your 18th birthday-a protector bound to you for life. Some get angels. Some get demons. Y/n gets Jaden_Man. He's a head and a half taller than her, made of shifting water and raw power, and secretly the highest-ranking demon in existence. Every supernatural being bows to him. Demons flee at the whisper of his name. Y/n rolls her eyes and goes to class. She doesn't know he could drown cities with a thought. He doesn't know she's the first mortal in history to make him feel something other than absolute control. But the universe isn't stable. Never has been. And when old enemies surface and darker pacts come due, Y/n will learn that some demons don't just guard you-they consume you. Slow burn. Dark romance.

Lana Hall has hated Tate Morris for years. She hates the way he wins. The way he smiles after. The way her brother, Brandon, always seems to end up in second place with Tate's name stamped all over the loss. She hates that Tate is cruel on purpose, reckless like it's an art form, and arrogant enough to wear first place like it belongs to him. Worst of all, she hates that none of it stopped her from touching him. Tate and Lana were never supposed to become anything more than bad blood and sharper words. But secret nights have a way of rotting into obsession, and six months away wasn't enough to kill what's still burning between them. Now she's back. He's still watching. And hate has never looked so much like hunger. Crash Like Us is a dark motocross romance about rivalry, obsession, and two people cruel enough to ruin each other-if they don't give in first.

He's the king of Tokyo's shadows. She's the woman who doesn't even know she's already his. For months, Hiroshi Sato-head of one of the most feared Yakuza syndicates-has been watching her. A curvy, strong-willed Black woman with fire in her walk and defiance in her eyes. She has no idea the most dangerous man in the city lingers just beyond her reach, memorizing every detail, craving every breath. To the world, he is untouchable. To her, he's invisible. But Hiroshi doesn't wait forever. And the longer he keeps his distance, the deeper his obsession cuts. She feels him before she ever sees him-the weight of eyes on her skin, the ache of an invisible presence in every room she enters. She tells herself it's just paranoia... until shadows start stepping too close. What happens when the stalker finally steps out of the dark? Will she resist him, or will she fall into the fire he's been saving only for her? A dangerous obsession. A love born in shadows. A story where desire tastes like sin.

Lila didn't believe in fairy tales. Not the happily-ever-after kind, anyway. She believed in survival, in doing whatever it took to get through another day without falling apart. For the past year, she'd been moving from couch to couch, drifting through a town that barely noticed she was there. But the night she met Ryder, everything changed. He was chaos wrapped in leather and gasoline, a storm with no promise of clearing. And somehow, she couldn't help but be drawn to him.

Prologue: The Night Everything Changed Soleigh - Age 9 The smell of smoke was the first thing that woke me. It wasn't the soft, familiar scent of Mama's Sunday biscuits or the lavender oil she rubbed on my forehead when I couldn't sleep. This smell was harsh, bitter, and thick enough to claw at my throat. Then I saw it-orange flames dancing across my bedroom ceiling like demons set free. "Mama!" My voice cracked, raw with terror as I coughed against the smoke. I stumbled out of bed, my bare feet hitting the cold wooden floor, my favorite stuffed rabbit clutched tightly in one hand. My tiny lungs burned as I screamed again, louder this time. "Mama! Daddy!" The hall was already filled with smoke, swirling around me, thick and black. I could barely see, but I could hear-the violent crackling of fire, the house groaning like it was alive and in pain. Somewhere deep inside, I heard my father's voice, muffled and frantic "Soleigh! Stay there, baby! I'm coming!" I wanted to move toward him, but a piece of the ceiling collapsed, sparks flying like angry stars, blocking my path. I shrieked, stumbling back into my room as heat pressed against my skin. "Daddy!" My scream was drowned out by the roar of the flames. I backed into the corner, tears streaming down my face. My little heart pounded so hard it hurt. I thought about the bedtime story Mama had told me just hours before, her voice soft and warm, telling me about angels who watch over us. "Please, angels," I whispered between coughs, "please help my mommy and daddy." The last thing I remember was my father's silhouette appearing through the smoke-running, reaching for me-before everything went dark. When I woke up, the world was too bright. The sterile smell of antiseptic stung my nose. My body ached, my throat burned, and my stuffed rabbit was nowhere to be found. I blinked, confused,until it all came rushing back like a tidal wave. The fire Continue reading to find out more ! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!!!

Born of fire. Raised in silence. Feared by all-but one. Lamia Malfoy is a name whispered with uncertainty. The illegitimate daughter of a dark past the Malfoy family would rather erase, she walks the corridors of Hogwarts under the shadow of a legacy never meant for her. Unwanted by the family name-except by her mother and her half-brother Draco-Lamia has learned to wield her silence like a blade, her stare like a spell. But the Sorting Hat saw something no one else did. Power. Precision. Destiny. Now a force to be reckoned with in Slytherin, she's feared by most... except Mattheo Riddle. Son of Voldemort. Charismatic. Chaotic. Dangerous in ways no one can quite predict. He should be her enemy. Instead, he's drawn to her. And he's not the only one. When dark dreams begin to plague Lamia's sleep-visions of a ritual, of blood, of Bellatrix Lestrange holding a child-she and Mattheo descend into the hidden underworld beneath Hogwarts, where ancient secrets lie dormant... waiting to rise again. As fate coils around them like the serpent they were both born under, Lamia must choose: run from the past, or rise from its ashes. But prophecy is never kind-and neither is love when it burns.

Elena Vitale is the daughter of a disgraced accountant who stole from the wrong man. To settle the debt, she is handed over to Lorenzo Rossi, the "King of Thorns"-a man known for his cold efficiency and absolute possession. Elena is no wilting lily, however; her bite is as sharp as her mind.

Good news: Lily transmigrated into the world of The Phantom of the Opera. Bad news: It's the horror version. She wakes up in the smog-choked 19th century, coughing blood in a world of tuberculosis and decaying opera houses. Even worse-she's now a cross-dressing actress in a traveling troupe where women are forbidden on stage. No one suspects her real gender. They all think she's just a delicate, pretty boy. But time is ticking. Her femininity is harder to hide, and in this era, exposure could mean ruin. Before leaving the troupe, she impulsively teams up with a battered, unloved boy-planning to start a new troupe from scratch. What she doesn't know? That boy... is a wolf in human skin. Cold. Paranoid. Obsessive. He thinks she'll betray him, just like everyone else. So why not kill her first and spare himself the pain? Too bad she's not what he expected. Not weak, not lazy, and definitely not scared of his scarred face or twisted temper. Somehow, they become the perfect performing partners. But beautiful dreams don't last. One day, he overhears her teasing another man: "If you say that again, I'll get mad. I'm single now." She laughs, charming and unaware of the shadows in the doorway. "Erik? He's like my little brother. Come on-we're so far apart in age. How could we possibly be married?" From that day on, Lily started seeing things. A chilling illusion crept into her world-she constantly felt someone watching her from the shadows. Breathing so close behind her, it felt like something was inches from her skin. And it only got worse. She began pressing her back against walls, too scared to turn corners. Every day, his gaze grew bolder, hotter, sharper-like it could cut through her clothes, her skin, her bones. It felt like he could walk through walls just to get to her. He's not just obsessed. He's unhinged. And she might be the only thing keeping him human.

It seems like the world was out to get Azaleigha, her parents were barely home and when they were the hardly spoke to her! Her sister never kept her promises and was always rude and it felt like love had passed her. until she met Noah, she had unexpectedly fallen for him and she didn't know what or how to feel about it.

Part 1: The shadows of blood 1. The Body in the River - A mutilated corpse carved with the Blue Syndicate symbol is found. The cut is inhuman. Suspicion immediately falls on the Black Dynasty. 2. Awakening the Last Vampire - Luceryn Vayne rises from his coffin chamber, sensing another predator mimicking his kills. 3. Sable's Sixth Sense - Sable Verrin feels the scene was staged. Talon dismisses her intuition, which frustrates her but tightens their bond. 4. Elara's First Lesson in Murder - Luceryn teaches Elara clean killing techniques. She handles the knife better than he expected. 5. The First Confrontation - The couples meet. Talon and Luceryn clash instantly. Elara and Sable take silent measure of each other. 6. Talon's Plot - Talon decides to capture Elara to weaken the Black Dynasty. 7. A Hunger Unleashed - Luceryn feeds for the first time in weeks - brutal, elegant, ancient - killing a traitor. 8. Sable Sees the Impossible - She glimpses Luceryn's supernatural speed, but Talon refuses to believe her. 9. Elara Senses a Rival - Elara grows suspicious of Sable's intuition and warns Luceryn she is dangerous. 10. Funeral of a Syndicate Soldier - Talon swears terrible vengeance. Sable stands beside him, his steel anchor. 11. The Ambush - Black assassins hit the Blues. Luceryn rescues Elara in a blur of inhuman motion. 12. Bomb Under Black Territory - Talon plants a bomb under a Black narcotics hub, destroying millions in product. 13. Luceryn's Blood Oath - He vows to destroy the Blues - a promise from the last vampire. 14. Lovers in the Quiet Before War - Both couples share emotional, intimate moments before conflict ignites.

„Ahhh „i moan out in pleasure He pushes in hard and faster „ you like that u slut ?" he quickly asks I was in so much pleasure I could not even speak He continued at the pace he is going sometimes spanking me that I moan at „ say my name me baby „ he commands me „ I ....." „ SAY IT !" he pull out just leaving the tip in me before push all the way back in „ROMEO „ I yell as I cum --------------------------------------------------------- Rome Enzo Cals Was next in line for the Italien mob His father was the Italien mob leader His father Enzo has been thinking of Romes future that's where Angela Rea Angela Rea Was a normal girl Her father was not so normal Her family friend was Enzo Cals Who was Rome Enzo Cals father

She came from nothing but silence and shadows. A girl with no one left to care if she disappeared. Her mother-gone. Her father-barely a ghost in her life. So she ran, to a new city, to start over. But the world doesn't care about soft girls with kind eyes. Not until she stepped into his office. He was her boss. Cold, cruel even-his presence a storm cloaked in quiet. No one dared look him in the eye. No one, except her. Where she brought light, he was nothing but frost. Where she offered warmth, he returned only silence. But he saw her. And something in him cracked. She was the one thing he didn't know he needed-the weakness he never thought he'd crave. She didn't mean to fall for the villain. He never planned to burn for the innocent. But now that he's tasted her light... He'd raze the whole world to keep it.

She walks the halls of Hogwarts like a shadow draped in silk-untouchable, unbothered, and wrapped in secrets no one dares speak aloud. But when an imposter arrives, hungry for power and attention, the past begins to unravel... and the truth? It's far more dangerous than anyone imagined.

Elara is fifteen, lonely, and aching to be seen. In a small southern town where faith is law and silence is survival, she finds solace in midnight chatrooms, in strangers' attention, in the illusion of love. Then he finds her. Lucien. Sweet-talking. Protective. Possessive. A boy who knows all her secrets, who promises he's always been with her-watching, waiting. The more she opens up, the more he fills the cracks in her soul. The more she loves him, the more she loses herself. But Lucien isn't just a boy. And love isn't always salvation. It's obsession. It's control. And when Elara says his name three times, she invites something in that will never let her go.

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A Dark Mafia Romance ⸻ ✨ Chapter 1: The Dare The name Aaron D'Angelo meant power. It echoed in the streets, in secret deals, in the hearts of those who feared the D'Angelo Mafia. Aaron didn't ask for this life, but he was born into it. The son of Don Matteo D'Angelo, the Mafia King. His path was written in blood long before he took his first breath. At the Mafia Academy, where sons and daughters of the underworld trained to inherit empires, Aaron was untouchable. Until she arrived. Kim Minseo. A quiet scholarship girl. An outsider. Too pure for this world. Too innocent to survive here. But that's what made her the perfect target. It started with a dare. "She's not like the others," Jordan grinned, watching her from across the hall. "She's fresh. She's soft." "She's a challenge," Jayden added, his twin brother, always chasing the next thrill. "I dare you to take her virginity," Nate whispered to Aaron, his best friend. "Make her fall. Make her beg. And then leave her in pieces." Aaron's smirk was cold. "You think I won't?" "Prove it." And just like that, the game began. ⸻ ✨ Chapter 2: The Game Begins Aaron watched her carefully over the next few days. Kim didn't belong here. She didn't know the rules. She walked alone, head down, like she could disappear if she stayed quiet enough. But Aaron wouldn't let her. "Hey, new girl," he called out one afternoon, cornering her in the courtyard. Kim stiffened but didn't back away. "Do I know you?" "You will." Her eyes flickered over him. "I'm not interested." Aaron's lips curled. "That's the thing about me. People don't usually get a choice." She pushed past him without another word. Aaron's heartbeat quickened. Impossible. He liked that. ⸻

Ellie Mitchell a gorguse liked girl so innocent so people though her parents are the Greek mafia her life's perfect until Lorenzo rossling cold mafia killer. He's life different than Ellie's and hes apart of the Italian mafia two different mafias both rivels #arrangedmarriage #slowburn 

"I've survived worse than a man deciding I'm his to control." Carmen Marino thought she knew what danger looked like-after all, surviving her father's empire and a past she barely talks about had taught her how to fight. But nothing prepared her for Niccolò Vitale. Ruthless. Calculated. Unyielding. A mafia Don who expects obedience, quiet, and perfection. She is none of those things. When her father's debts put her in Niccolò's sights, Carmen becomes collateral in a world of power, money, and danger. She won't submit. She won't be tamed. And she won't show the scars-on her body or her heart-that prove she's survived the worst. But Niccolò doesn't tolerate defiance... and some debts are paid in more than money. A dark, slow-burn mafia romance about survival, defiance, and the collision of two unstoppable wills.