Release Boost ~ The Belle Jar, Darkholm #2, by Aria Adams

The Belle Jar
Darkholm book #2

by Aria Adams

What reviewers are saying...

This one almost rendered me speechless, and for me that's a miracle, I was blown away.

Its a very dark tale, one which had me with eyes boggling in wonder, and amazement.

...sit back and let the darkness invade your mind, and hold onto your soul in case some of the evil oozes off the pages.





He kicked her legs apart, so her wrists were pulled painfully against the leather bindings that made her hang from the hook above. Then, cold metal was clasped around each ankle. When Marea looked down, she saw a thick metal bar between two shackles.

“Hand me the scourge, please, Coal,” Brendan said.

Coal grinned evilly then passed Brendan something resembling a leather tassle. There were dozens of strands of thick leather dangling from the handle. Marea just kept staring.

Brendan waved it in a figure eight overarm, and it made a whooshing noise as it moved through the air. He slowly walked forward and Marea found herself cringing in fear. It managed to hit both her breasts in quick succession, making her gasp, and the sharp kick made her strain at her bindings almost immediately. She wanted to get away from it, but she couldn’t move, and it kept landing, over and over, biting her breasts and stomach, before Brendan landed it particularly maliciously straight on the exposed part of her pussy. She screamed again. As the pain built up, it flooded her thoughts, and she began to cry, properly, not because the pain was eye-watering, but because this situation was impossible. She sobbed as this more persistent pain ate away her calm demeanor.

“I like seeing you cry,” Brendan said, as he walked around behind her and began to punish her upper back and shoulders.

“Mmm,” Coal agreed, peering at her face. “Seeing you cry makes me want to draw out every tear from inside you, to force you to suffer until they’re all mine.”

The sensations burning through her back were somehow worse, but it was easier to remain still while he was behind her. Avoiding her lower back entirely, he then applied firm discipline to her bottom and thighs. She wailed as the burn got inside her, awakening her pussy in a way she didn’t want it to.

Marea cried harder as she dangled limply from the hook, helpless and utterly at their mercy. What she hated most was that her clit was beating in time with her heart. Her entire body stung from everything the men had done to her, but she was somehow aroused.

Why was this having such a strong effect on her? She tried to push it away, until something trickled down her inside leg, and she realized this was inescapable. They were going to do what they wanted, and regardless of whether the pain was unbearable, or how her body responded with longing instead of disgust, she could do nothing but accept it.

The swats of the scourge became harder and faster, and she began to howl. The men were unstoppable, and she didn’t know how long they planned to keep her here but—oh—her body tingled with a mouth-watering fervor, and her pussy twitched, clearly unhappy that it was empty. She roiled her body from side to side, wishing only for release.

Coal gripped her hair and pulled her head backwards, so her mouth opened and her eyes only saw him, blurry through her tears.

“Are you ever going to try to escape again?” he asked. She tried to shake her head but she couldn’t.

“N-n-n-no, sir,” she managed.

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The beasts want to destroy her. The mirror-world won't let her stay. The castle hides too many secrets. What's a girl to do? And when Marea finds out how to break the curse, is she willing to do whatever it takes to save two creatures of pure evil, to whom she is nothing?

Marea Belle was doomed at birth. In Darkholm, having red hair means only one thing: Witch.

After her parents are executed in a witch hunt, the only thing that saves Marea is the chastity device that proves her purity. Spared the flames, Marea is dumped in a sack at the doors of a cursed castle; a sacrifice to appease the monsters within.

The denizens of the castle want nothing more than to devour Marea's soul. The huge, terrifying beasts within take her to an underground experiment room and make her their plaything. Somehow, she survives and escapes the monsters, hiding deep within the castle, where she finds a magic mirror which becomes her sanctuary.

Inside the looking glass, she falls in love with two men. But she can only remain there for a few hours at a time before she has to return to the castle and the inevitable horrors within. No-one can escape the castle, and no-one can survive the beasts within. When Marea is forced to give herself to the beasts, she risks losing herself forever, but will her sacrifice be enough to break the ancient curse?

This full-length story is grim and a little complicated. This is a dark fairytale that tiptoes on the boundary between horror and romance. It is disturbing, bleak, and certainly not for the faint-hearted.

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Aria is an author of dark erotic romance that dances on the boundary between horror and romance. Her heroes are not always immediately obvious, and neither are the villains. Her books often have elements of horror, and the characters at the end of a story are forever changed by the events that befell them. But she always makes sure there’s a happy ending, even if the characters have to work for it.

Aria also writes the warm fuzzy romance stuff as Katie Douglas, and writing as Katie, she has had USA Today and multiple number 1 bestselling books in the US and worldwide.



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Darkholm, #2
by Aria Adams

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“Stupid girl,” Coal began, “The only way you can leave is if you surrender your soul to us. The door is a one-way ticket into this hell. And you got left on the doorstep by the villagers. If you try to leave, it saps the life force from everything inside the castle to maintain the magic that binds us here.”

Marea was too afraid to take in everything Coal said, and her eyes were fixed on the wand, with its lightning bolts. She was sure that she didn’t want it anywhere near her.

“Scream all you like, there’s nobody coming to save you,” Coal added, and Marea couldn’t look away as he moved the wand toward her. When he touched her belly, just to one side of her belly button, she shrieked as a white-hot jolt of pure agony burst through her body. It was like the wand distilled pain into its purest, strongest form and channeled it straight into its victim.

Before she got a handle on what was happening, the pain was gone, leaving an echo that lingered where the wand had touched her.

He touched it to her left nipple, and this time the pain seemed to radiate out like a gloved hand ensconcing her breast, then traveling through the rest of her body, until it converged again inside her clit. It burned unstoppably, and Marea screamed. As the pain overwhelmed her, there was nothing she could do.

The wand touched her other nipple, sending out sparks of lightning as it did, and this time, she shook as the searing agony shot through her.

“You never try to leave the castle again,” Coal told her. “Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

She stared at him, mind blank, and with no idea what the correct response was. Sir? Master? Lord? As she tried to figure it out, he walked around to where her legs were spread.

“Yes, sir,” he growled, then touched the lightning wand to her unprotected bottom hole. She screeched, then, a high-pitched keen of terror as the pain seemed to fill her entire body, outside and in, and her whole world trembled. Her ass winked and tried to clamp down on something that wasn’t there, and as she shook, a glowing sensation appeared in her pussy.

“Try again. Yes what?”

“Yes, sir!” she squeaked quickly.

“I don’t think you understand how serious this is,” Coal growled, his voice barely intelligible. “Disrespect me again, or try to escape, and I’ll attach this lightning wand to your clit, and I’ll leave you there for hours. Here’s a taste of what that would feel like.”

With icy dread, Marea tried to close her legs but she couldn’t. Instead, she scrunched her eyes up.

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The beasts want to destroy her. The mirror-world won't let her stay. The castle hides too many secrets. What's a girl to do? And when Marea finds out how to break the curse, is she willing to do whatever it takes to save two creatures of pure evil, to whom she is nothing?

Marea Belle was doomed at birth. In Darkholm, having red hair means only one thing: Witch.

After her parents are executed in a witch hunt, the only thing that saves Marea is the chastity device that proves her purity. Spared the flames, Marea is dumped in a sack at the doors of a cursed castle; a sacrifice to appease the monsters within.

The denizens of the castle want nothing more than to devour Marea's soul. The huge, terrifying beasts within take her to an underground experiment room and make her their plaything. Somehow, she survives and escapes the monsters, hiding deep within the castle, where she finds a magic mirror which becomes her sanctuary.

Inside the looking glass, she falls in love with two men. But she can only remain there for a few hours at a time before she has to return to the castle and the inevitable horrors within. No-one can escape the castle, and no-one can survive the beasts within. When Marea is forced to give herself to the beasts, she risks losing herself forever, but will her sacrifice be enough to break the ancient curse?

This full-length story is grim and a little complicated. This is a dark fairytale that tiptoes on the boundary between horror and romance. It is disturbing, bleak, and certainly not for the faint-hearted.

Amazon



Aria is an author of dark erotic romance that dances on the boundary between horror and romance. Her heroes are not always immediately obvious, and neither are the villains. Her books often have elements of horror, and the characters at the end of a story are forever changed by the events that befell them. But she always makes sure there’s a happy ending, even if the characters have to work for it.

Aria also writes the warm fuzzy romance stuff as Katie Douglas, and writing as Katie, she has had USA Today and multiple number 1 bestselling books in the US and worldwide.



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She decided, in the midst of this mystery, that she would like to spend some time getting to know these two. So far, they had given her no reason to fear them, aside from their resemblance to the men in the castle.

“You cannot eat or drink, here, but come and relax.” Brendan led Marea to the riverside and she sat down in the grass. Coal maneuvered her between his legs and soon her ass pressed against his groin. The closeness made her blush furiously once more. These men were certainly attractive; well-groomed, with perfectly-defined muscles beneath the leather pants they both wore.

Birds gently twittered in the trees above them, and on the other side of the stream, little rabbits snuffled the grass, gently nibbling on it as they explored. It was a world apart from the dark, gloomy castle where the only thing that grew was mold.

“You’re carrying a lot of tension. Fear. Sorrow. Uncertainty. Let me take some of it for you,” Coal's voice was warm and immediately put her at her ease.

“He is a genius with massage,” Brendan told her. “Would you like him to help?”

Wait, they wanted her consent? To a massage? That was new. She couldn’t decide if it was refreshing or over-the-top, so she just nodded silently.

Coal put his hands either side of her neck, and his thumbs pressed firmly into the muscles he found there. He drew little circles in her shoulders, and she moaned in delight as he eased a strain she hadn’t realized she carried. Gradually, he worked his way up to the base of her skull, then back down to her shoulders. He repeated this a few times, the small circular motions soothing her body, and lower down her spine, Marea felt deep stress, her now-constant companion, being lifted from its resting place, as though the tension were being siphoned out of her. Coal’s hands felt amazing on her body, and she leaned into his touch, sighing as aches and worries were replaced with a warm glow and a sense of wellbeing.

As she relaxed, Marea found her eyelids becoming heavy. She was dimly aware that she had fallen backwards against Coal’s hard, toned body, and it was a warm, reassuring place to be. Before she knew what was happening, he was gently massaging the front of her neck.

The slight pressure aroused her, as she drifted in and out of sleep and half-wondered what it would feel like if he squeezed harder, if he choked her, until her life ebbed away and she was utterly dependent on him to allow her to breathe again.

Wait, why would she want that?

She startled at the thought, and fully awakened. The thought lingered for a moment, then Coal’s gentle, skillful fingers moved further down, massaging her décolletage. The strange choking idea passed, and she lost herself once more as he filled her breasts with tingles, gradually working on both of them with all his fingers, taking his time to circle every area diligently.

When he reached her nipples, he took each one between his fingertips and expertly rolled them. The sensation was unlike anything Marea had felt in her life, and an urgent heat shot down to between her legs, where her clit swelled and throbbed. The last time it had done that, she realized with a frown, was when castle-Coal had touched her with the wand of sparks. How could two things, so different, one kind and one terrifying, have the same effect on her body? It made no sense.

Before she stopped herself, a moan came out of her mouth, and she arched her back to press her breasts more firmly against Coal’s hands, inadvertently thrusting her bottom against his…

Very hard cock. Her breath came in short gasps as she realized this was turning him on, too. If only she wasn’t wearing a chastity belt, she knew she would willingly give herself to him. But if she had to return to her own plane, didn’t that mean she needed to remain a virgin, to protect herself from the men in the castle?

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The beasts want to destroy her. The mirror-world won't let her stay. The castle hides too many secrets. What's a girl to do? And when Marea finds out how to break the curse, is she willing to do whatever it takes to save two creatures of pure evil, to whom she is nothing?

Marea Belle was doomed at birth. In Darkholm, having red hair means only one thing: Witch.

After her parents are executed in a witch hunt, the only thing that saves Marea is the chastity device that proves her purity. Spared the flames, Marea is dumped in a sack at the doors of a cursed castle; a sacrifice to appease the monsters within.

The denizens of the castle want nothing more than to devour Marea's soul. The huge, terrifying beasts within take her to an underground experiment room and make her their plaything. Somehow, she survives and escapes the monsters, hiding deep within the castle, where she finds a magic mirror which becomes her sanctuary.

Inside the looking glass, she falls in love with two men. But she can only remain there for a few hours at a time before she has to return to the castle and the inevitable horrors within. No-one can escape the castle, and no-one can survive the beasts within. When Marea is forced to give herself to the beasts, she risks losing herself forever, but will her sacrifice be enough to break the ancient curse?

This full-length story is grim and a little complicated. This is a dark fairytale that tiptoes on the boundary between horror and romance. It is disturbing, bleak, and certainly not for the faint-hearted.

Aria is an author of dark erotic romance that dances on the boundary between horror and romance. Her heroes are not always immediately obvious, and neither are the villains. Her books often have elements of horror, and the characters at the end of a story are forever changed by the events that befell them. But she always makes sure there’s a happy ending, even if the characters have to work for it.

Aria also writes the warm fuzzy romance stuff as Katie Douglas, and writing as Katie, she has had USA Today and multiple number 1 bestselling books in the US and worldwide.

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He kicked her legs apart, so her wrists were pulled painfully against the leather bindings that made her hang from the hook above. Then, cold metal was clasped around each ankle. When Marea looked down, she saw a thick metal bar between two shackles.

“Hand me the scourge, please, Coal,” Brendan said.

Coal grinned evilly then passed Brendan something resembling a leather tassle. There were dozens of strands of thick leather dangling from the handle. Marea just kept staring.

Brendan waved it in a figure eight overarm, and it made a whooshing noise as it moved through the air. He slowly walked forward and Marea found herself cringing in fear. It managed to hit both her breasts in quick succession, making her gasp, and the sharp kick made her strain at her bindings almost immediately. She wanted to get away from it, but she couldn’t move, and it kept landing, over and over, biting her breasts and stomach, before Brendan landed it particularly maliciously straight on the exposed part of her pussy. She screamed again. As the pain built up, it flooded her thoughts, and she began to cry, properly, not because the pain was eye-watering, but because this situation was impossible. She sobbed as this more persistent pain ate away her calm demeanor.

“I like seeing you cry,” Brendan said, as he walked around behind her and began to punish her upper back and shoulders.

“Mmm,” Coal agreed, peering at her face. “Seeing you cry makes me want to draw out every tear from inside you, to force you to suffer until they’re all mine.”

The sensations burning through her back were somehow worse, but it was easier to remain still while he was behind her. Avoiding her lower back entirely, he then applied firm discipline to her bottom and thighs. She wailed as the burn got inside her, awakening her pussy in a way she didn’t want it to.

Marea cried harder as she dangled limply from the hook, helpless and utterly at their mercy. What she hated most was that her clit was beating in time with her heart. Her entire body stung from everything the men had done to her, but she was somehow aroused.

Why was this having such a strong effect on her? She tried to push it away, until something trickled down her inside leg, and she realized this was inescapable. They were going to do what they wanted, and regardless of whether the pain was unbearable, or how her body responded with longing instead of disgust, she could do nothing but accept it.

The swats of the scourge became harder and faster, and she began to howl. The men were unstoppable, and she didn’t know how long they planned to keep her here but—oh—her body tingled with a mouth-watering fervor, and her pussy twitched, clearly unhappy that it was empty. She roiled her body from side to side, wishing only for release.

Coal gripped her hair and pulled her head backwards, so her mouth opened and her eyes only saw him, blurry through her tears.

“Are you ever going to try to escape again?” he asked. She tried to shake her head but she couldn’t.

“N-n-n-no, sir,” she managed.

The beasts want to destroy her. The mirror-world won't let her stay. The castle hides too many secrets. What's a girl to do? And when Marea finds out how to break the curse, is she willing to do whatever it takes to save two creatures of pure evil, to whom she is nothing?

Marea Belle was doomed at birth. In Darkholm, having red hair means only one thing: Witch.

After her parents are executed in a witch hunt, the only thing that saves Marea is the chastity device that proves her purity. Spared the flames, Marea is dumped in a sack at the doors of a cursed castle; a sacrifice to appease the monsters within.

The denizens of the castle want nothing more than to devour Marea's soul. The huge, terrifying beasts within take her to an underground experiment room and make her their plaything. Somehow, she survives and escapes the monsters, hiding deep within the castle, where she finds a magic mirror which becomes her sanctuary.

Inside the looking glass, she falls in love with two men. But she can only remain there for a few hours at a time before she has to return to the castle and the inevitable horrors within. No-one can escape the castle, and no-one can survive the beasts within. When Marea is forced to give herself to the beasts, she risks losing herself forever, but will her sacrifice be enough to break the ancient curse?

This full-length story is grim and a little complicated. This is a dark fairytale that tiptoes on the boundary between horror and romance. It is disturbing, bleak, and certainly not for the faint-hearted.

Aria is an author of dark erotic romance that dances on the boundary between horror and romance. Her heroes are not always immediately obvious, and neither are the villains. Her books often have elements of horror, and the characters at the end of a story are forever changed by the events that befell them. But she always makes sure there’s a happy ending, even if the characters have to work for it.

Aria also writes the warm fuzzy romance stuff as Katie Douglas, and writing as Katie, she has had USA Today and multiple number 1 bestselling books in the US and worldwide.

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