Hide Me Darling (The Darling Games #2)

by Maree Rose

I know why you're here… It's that fantasy of being fucked hard by a couple of obsessed masked stalkers who will kill for you but won't tell you their real name… That's okay, I understand… We all hide who we are in the darkness sometimes, but be careful who might be hiding with you…

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be normal. To have a life where everything is all sunshine and rainbows.

the places we go are battlegrounds where light and dark are in constant conflict, and each of us has a bit of both inside us.

Is there a purpose to the struggle? Or is it just the way things are, an endless cycle of light and dark, good and evil?

My parents say that it's our choices that define us, not our circumstances. They believe that even in the darkest of times, there's always a choice that can bring out the light. I don’t know if I believe them.

While I know the darkness is a part of me just as much as the light is, I don’t think I can always control which one presents itself. And perhaps that's the true challenge: not to banish the darkness, but to coexist with it, to fin...

My dads adore my mom. They are still obsessed with her twenty-five years after having me and my sister. If love doesn’t come with the same obsession that my ...

They never hide their feelings, their passion, or their commitment. It is intense and all-consuming, and I couldn’t imagine settling for anything less. They found a way not to fear their darkness, but to let it shield them.

I want the kind of love my parents have, the kind that endures through every storm, that sees the darkness and still chooses to stay. But the fear of never finding it gnaws at me. What if I’m destined to walk this path alone, forever battling the shadows without someone to share the journey with? Still, a part of me hopes that somewhere out there is a person who can see both the darkness and the light within me, and love me not despite them, but because of them. Someone who understands that the darkness isn’t something to be feared, but something to be embraced.

some of the best villains wear a mask.

"There are plenty of good-looking men here, but knowing my luck, I'd end up sleeping with the killer and he would stab me before I even climax."

Maybe if I don’t open my eyes I don’t have to face the reality that I did a very bad thing…

I need to stop being distracted by masked men who fuck like demons from hell. Maybe I need an exorcism.

There needs to be fewer hot men on this island. Maybe I should just kill a couple off to reduce the options.

Killing people is not an appropriate response… hunting masked bloggers and being fucked senseless by them is not an appropriate response either…

Seriously, who needs the gym when you can simply have a masked man chase you through a carnival ground, then fuck you so good it hurts.

I’ve come to the conclusion they are insane, but fuck if his words don’t make me swoon a little.

Why is that the hottest, most possessive thing I’ve ever heard? And why is it such a fucking turn on?

“What’s that saying? The reason you fall for the villain over the hero of a story is because the hero will choose the world over their lover but the villain will burn it down for insulting his queen… We aren’t good men, don’t mistake us for good men. We would burn it all down for you.”

"And now you're the keeper of its secrets, my partner in shadows and darkness."

“I just want to hide,” I whisper finally. “And you know that if you’re ever hiding, then it's my job to seek,” she says softly. “What if I don’t want to be found?” I reply, struggling not to sob. “Then, I’ll sit here with you in the dark,”

Maybe I underestimated the whole mask thing. I should be glad he hasn’t kissed me before, his mouth is just as dangerous as his cock.

Oh holy mother of God… His tongue needs to be considered a lethal weapon.

I’m going to die… Here lies the corpse of Hydessa Darling… killed by cock.

The whole bed is shaking with their movements and I wouldn’t be surprised if it broke. Wouldn’t be surprised if they broke me too.

“You don’t simply settle for someone that you may see yourself with in twenty years. You find that someone you simply can’t live without because the thought of not being with them in sixty years is still not enough. And when you find that someone, you never let them go.”

Maybe it wasn’t love after all, maybe it was indigestion. I’m sure there’s medication for that shit right?

Jesus fucking christ, I’m going to kill them. Since when did obsession mean cutting out my FUCKING BIRTH CONTROL to replace with a TRACKER?! Is Eli here because he may need to arrest me for murder.