Romances Online de Fantasy sobre Dark Romance e Histórias com Dominant

SERENA is betrayed, her father is killed, and when she ends up escaping. She finds herself mated to FOUR BROTHERS! Now? She’s in love, not with one, but all…and what more? The Silverstone Quad alphas are also in love with her, but it’s only reasonable that she ends up with one of them. Who will she choose? Blake, whom she feels so drawn to? Kade, who acts kind of mysterious, and she can’t seem to deduce what he’s thinking? Dylan, who acts so uptight and righteous, but has his secrets and ploy? Or Jeremy, the one who acts like a clown yet alluring in his one way? Or wait? Would she end up with all of them? Well, you can find out…you just have to start reading!!!

a young woman who is forced into a mysterious marriage with Luca, a powerful and feared man with a hidden beast form. Initially terrified, she slowly begins to understand him and adapt to life in Dreadveil Palace. As their bond deepens through dangerous “tribulations,” she discovers her own growing powers, especially her rare healing ability. Their relationship evolves from fear to trust, then to love, strengthened by emotional and physical intimacy. However, tension rises with the arrival of Derek, Luca’s dangerous and resentful brother, who desires her and seeks to challenge Luca for power. Amid palace politics and hidden threats, she faces a near assault from Derek but is saved by Luca, reinforcing their bond. Shortly after, she collapses and discovers she is pregnant with twins, bringing both joy and fear. The situation becomes more intense when a doctor reveals that using her healing powers during pregnancy could kill her—just like it did to a former queen. This revelation introduces a looming danger that threatens her life, her children, and Luca’s future.

The Devil You Called Grimace. Hunger. Love like a curse. They say some doors open only once. She opened hers with three red candles, a drop of blood, and a whisper. Lonely nights, overdue rent, and a heart too heavy to carry — that’s all it took to call him through. Malik. The man made of smoke, shadow, and everything her prayers forgot to protect her from. He came smiling, with promises sweet as sin — protection, money, revenge. Every favor he gave her tasted like salvation until she realized he was feeding on her, one piece at a time. A memory here. A dream there. Her laughter swallowed whole. Now he’s the warmth in her sheets and the whisper in her nightmares. The devil she named, the lover she can’t unmake. Because Malik wasn’t summoned. He was chosen. And love — the kind that burns red under candlelight — always demands a body to keep it alive.

In the middle of a small yet tidy room, Aurora lay fast asleep. Her pale skin, as well as her beautiful face, would immediately make one address her as Sleeping Beauty. It was ever so befitting of her because she actually answered the name of the fairytale character. The only odd thing in this picture-perfect tale was the way Aurora was restlessly writhing on the bed already downed in cold sweat. She seemed to be having a nightmare as her arms flailed aimlessly, and she groaned continuously. Her beautiful face was morphed into a frown as tears escaped from beneath her kids and trickled down the sides of her face. She was indeed a sorry figure, which was a far cry from the fairytale we all knew. Soon, her body froze before she jolted awake in a sitting position. She panted like she had just run a marathon, and her eyes searched the room frantically, looking but not seeing. Her eyes were dazed and unfocused as she seemed to not be mentally present. She soon regained her breath but kept staring at a blank wall facing her bed. She stayed in that position for what seemed like hours but was actually minutes. Ring! Ring! The alarm clock on her bedside drawer blared continuously, disturbing the eerie silence that had engulfed the room ever since Aurora woke up. That seemed to do the trick of snapping her out of her haze and reverie as she jolted, and her eyes finally cleared up. She shook her head and turned to the direction of her bedside drawer before reaching out and hitting the alarm clock. Silence.

In the Kingdom of Avelune, no one dies without warning. Every soul is born beneath a glowing number, counting down the exact day death will come. Elara Veyne has no number at all. She's spent her life feared for it, until she locks eyes with a stranger in the rain who shouldn't be standing at all. His number reads zero. He's breathing anyway. And when he looks at her, it isn't with fear. It's with recognition. His name is Kael Draven. The kingdom calls him the Black Villain, a man rumored to have killed thousands and to be impossible to kill himself. He tells her she's late, as if she was always meant to arrive. He knows her name before she speaks it. Details about her life no stranger could know. Every instinct tells Elara to run. But Kael keeps finding her. Keeps saving her from dangers he predicts before they happen. And the longer she stays near him, the more the world unravels: a woman who dies and wakes the next morning with no memory of it, a painting centuries old bearing both their faces exactly as they look now, dreams of a golden room she's certain she's never seen and somehow knows by heart. Piece by piece, the truth surfaces. Elara has lived this life before. Died in it, over and over, in ways she cannot remember and Kael cannot forget. Behind his violence is a man who has spent three centuries choosing to love her again, every time the world takes her from him. Now something ancient is waking, and it has decided they are both mistakes to correct. Elara is the reason the world keeps breaking. Stopping it might mean losing the one person who has never let her go.

"Once I fuck you, you are mine, so if you do not want this, all you have to do chocolate is leave right now." "I want you", with an uneven and shaking voice I responded, "I want this". The pleasure his hands gave was magical, just imagine what it would feel like if he claimed me right here and now"... With that he added an extra finger to my very tight pussy, working his way in and out, they ecstasy I felt, very ravishing, I could feel my self cuming close to the end, it felt good so damn good...... Everything Blue explores the story of two entirely opposite people, from age difference, to life's experience and expectation. Melio Blanchard is cut between the romance she seeks and the danger that draws her near. Their meeting at Anthony's and Cynthia's Child christening sparked something in Both of them, for Shaun, it was pure desire, living in a city where perfection and surgeons could be used interchangeably, he wanted to know what it felt like to be with an original, to bend her over, touch her bosom that held pure pleasure, suck on them till she would cum clean and straight. Then spread her and eat like someone whose been starved for days. For melio, it was a spark, she wanted experience, experience that would make Christian stay with her if ever she reached out. They both knew that their kind of relationship was forbidden, Melio wanted it to be pure lessons and Shaun wanted it to just be casual, moreover she is younger than and he knows how such story ends.

“Choose. The white one—and I take you, and everyone lives. You can keep your little human charade,” he said, his voice low as his fingers pressed deeper, stealing the breath from my lungs. I bit back a moan. “Or refuse… and there’s the black one—for your fiancé’s funeral. I’ll take you in that dress.” A pause. “But either way… I will take you.” —- Mira, recently engaged, returns to her hometown to care for her mother after her stepfather’s accident leaves him without his memory. But the awakened man is not who she remembers. Though the face is the same, everything else has changed. The way his eyes linger too long… the way his words sometimes feel a century old… even his ever-stoic expression carries something darker beneath it. The smiling, easygoing man is gone. What Mira cannot ignore are his looks that follow her, or the touches that begin as accidental—but never feel that way. She knows she should keep her distance. He is her stepfather. She is engaged. This is wrong. But the pull between them is impossible to resist. Her nights are no longer hers. His gaze always finds her. And when he touches her, it doesn’t feel like desire— It feels like possession. Until the truth comes out… and with it, a choice she cannot escape. Warning — Dubious consent

They always said we should be good…… but we chose to be ruined. This isn't a fairy tale. It's a confession where every secret is bared. A collection of every moment where “No” turns to “Please” and all boundaries are crossed. These are not just stories. It's a control to spread your legs wider and let your finger do the dirty things you've always thought in your head. Where everything called morals is stripped away and you're left with only the heat in between your legs. Here there's no stopping. The step-brothers are without restraint, best-friend daddies do not care even the bosses in the office do not only control your day but fucks you till your world falls apart. There's no gentle, no careful and definitely no love. So lock your door. Lower the lights and find out how good the forbidden tastes.

Love’s Obsession is a collection of 18+ short stories/novellas A professor with a forbidden obsession A male's deceit for pleasure A best friend's confining love An Omega who lives in silence A Vampire's captive mate A Stepbrother's claiming love A Stepfathers delusion Age doesn't matter A Vampire’s Dangerous and Obsessive Love (Co-written By Victor Ezembu) ***Warning: The included stories are 18+ and contain content that may offend, disturb, and trigger some readers. These include physical, mental, and emotional abuse, as well as physical and sexual violence, and drug references. Read at your own risk…

What’s worse than being a vampire whose mate Ran out on you? …one that has been left to starve. Running a mortuary is already a headache but when salvation comes with a high price tag, her name, Emma Carter and she’s about to be my new obsession, one i refuse to let go. but first. i have to buy her.

Mara Vale is a literature teacher with a secret: she’s The Velvet Abyss, an adult content creator with millions of subscribers, specializing in alien-themed erotica. Her double life stems from a traumatic childhood — a mother who shamed her, a father who frightened her, a sister who reinforced her prudish exterior. When the Veyr invade Earth, Mara survives fourteen days trapped in her dungeon before escaping. Captured and assigned as a servant in the Spire of Avarra, she secretly catalogues the Veyr language and builds community with fellow humans. Assigned to clean Prince Xyren Vossk’s quarters, she discovers a copy of Paradise Lost — and a silent conversation through folded pages becomes something neither expected. Xyren hides his own secret: secondary arms bound since childhood by a queen who called them shameful. When Mara accidentally touches a sacred Genesis Sphere, Xyren claims her through an ancient bond to save her life. Their connection deepens — physical, chemical, emotional. Mara confesses her Velvet Abyss identity. She becomes pregnant with hybrid offspring. And when the queen moves to destroy them, Xyren challenges her in single combat, using the arms he was taught to hide as weapons. He wins. The old law falls. Mara becomes Queen of the Velvet Spire. A story about desire, identity, and the bonds that transcend species

Kael was a god once. Loved. Worshipped. Feared. But when he fell for a mortal girl, the heavens stripped him of his divinity and cursed him to roam the earth as the first werewolf—a beast feared by all. Worse, she wasn’t spared. Eira, his love, was bound to an endless cycle of reincarnation, each life erased of him. And in every lifetime, Kael finds her, only to lose her again. Now, centuries later, Eira is reborn as Lila in a modern world where packs rule the shadows and Kael reigns as an untouchable king. Drawn to him despite the danger, Lila begins to uncover pieces of a life she doesn’t remember and a love she can’t explain. But the gods are watching, and they will not allow Kael to defy them again. The heavens demand Kael let her go to break the curse. They promise him redemption, but Kael knows better. He has endured centuries of their cruelty, and this time, he will not bow. If they want her, they will pay in blood. Even if it costs him everything.

Earth was butchered, wrecked, and scared long before I was born. According to the legends, humans ruin began when the Viatores came into existence in the human world. Viatores are banished creatures from an alternate universe, weaklings who couldn't save their own world and as welcoming as humans are, we accepted them. Redemption, that was what they seeked here on earth but those backstabbing asswipes had other plans. A tyrant, a bastard, known as Nicholas Sylvester led the war. The Changeling. The human rulers had no chance. We were his little project to enslave. He and his seven Lords claimed all continents. On my eighteenth birthday, I was gifted to the King of all Benders: one whom no human dared look at, trembles at his presence. However, in this game of heart and truth, fate has its plan hidden.

They didn’t come for her blood. They came for her truth. In Valtheris, magic only works if it’s sworn, witnessed, and recorded. Break an oath, and reality fractures. Aris Vale is a licensed Resonance Auditor—one of the few people alive who can hear falsehoods buried inside sacred contracts. When she uncovers a hidden addendum forged into a Concord Tribunal accord—one capable of enslaving entire bloodlines—she does what the law demands. She reports it. The Tribunal answers with a Sanctified Writ of Divine Custody. Seized in public and branded a legal asset, Aris becomes proof of something far more dangerous than rebellion: corruption at the heart of holy law. Anyone who interferes is declared a traitor. Anyone who helps her risks erasure. Four powerful men—each a leader of rival oath-factions—intervene, not as saviors, but because the Tribunal’s move threatens the entire legal foundation of the realm. Forced into alliance, they take Aris beyond Concord roads and into a moving Waystation Caravan where neutrality is sacred and betrayal is fatal. Now hunted by sanctioned enforcers and tracked by divine ink still clinging to her skin, Aris must decide whether to run… or turn herself into the weapon the law never anticipated. Because in a world ruled by contracts, the most dangerous thing isn’t broken vows. It’s the woman who can prove they were never true.

In a world ruled by dominance, Kael Azure is an anomaly. Known as the Blue Alpha, Kael does not lead through fear or violence. He leads by carrying what others cannot — grief, rage, guilt, secrets. The burdens of entire packs settle into him, turning his power inward and his eyes an unmistakable shade of blue. Packs prosper under his watch, but legends warn that Blue Alphas never last. When Iria Vale, a displaced outsider with no loyalty to any pack, seeks refuge within Kael’s territory, she disrupts a balance no one knew was fragile. Unlike others, Iria is untouched by Kael’s power. Her pain does not sink into him. Her presence does not lighten his load. Instead, she sees him clearly — not as a ruler, but as a man being consumed by responsibility. As rival alphas grow uneasy and pack elders begin to conspire, Kael finds himself under increasing political pressure. His restraint is mistaken for weakness. His existence threatens a system built on dominance. And Iria, unintentionally, becomes a symbol of that threat. When Kael disappears without warning, the packs descend into chaos. Accused of manipulation, hunted for answers, and forced into the center of a power vacuum she never wanted, Iria must navigate ruthless pack politics while uncovering the truth behind Blue Alphas — why they vanish, and what they become when they stay too long. But the greatest danger is not Kael’s enemies. It is the possibility that loving him may require letting him remain lost. BLUE ALPHA is a slow-burn paranormal fantasy about power, endurance, and the cost of leadership — a story that asks whether strength lies in control, or in knowing when to walk away.

BLURB He bought her. He owns her. He'll never let her go. Violet thought her life couldn't get worse—until the night her stepfamily drugged her, stripped her, and sold her to the highest bidder in a secret supernatural auction. Her new master? Lucian Blackthorne. A ruthless vampire lord with centuries of cruelty carved into his soul. Cold. Possessive. Merciless. To him, Violet isn't a woman—she's a prize. A possession. A blood source he intends to claim in every possible way. Escape is impossible. Resistance is futile. And yet... the more he breaks her down, the more he binds her to him. But Lucian isn't the only predator who wants her. Ancient secrets in her blood have ignited a war among the immortals, and the monster who caged her may be the only one who can keep her alive. Even if it means chaining her heart to his darkness forever. In a world where monsters rule, survival becomes seduction, and love is the most dangerous obsession of all.

When her younger sister, Celi, is violently taken by dark forces from the Underworld, Sera—an ordinary mortal woman from the coastal town of Blackwood Bay—is thrust into the hidden, breathtaking, and dangerous High Realm of the Aether. Determined to rescue Celi or avenge her death, Sera trains relentlessly alongside celestial warriors within the Citadel, battling not only demonic threats, but also the suffocating weight of grief, self-doubt, and her own mortality.

Most kidnappers demand money. He demanded blood. My brother vanished into a dark, parallel world years ago. Now, I've finally tracked him to a secluded mansion ruled by monsters. To buy his freedom, I have to become something else. Not just a captive. Not just a living blood source. But an echo of a dead wife who looks exactly like me... Lucien's wife.

Father rex loves to fuck young alter boys Virgin asses and fill them up with his hot thick loads of cum, Luca is not an exemption, he gets his tight hole stretched and rammed all night in father Rex's church office until he forgets who the priest is and the word daddy was the only thing left on his lips. Hot busty milf, Clara is left alone in her new husband's mansion with her stepson and gets to have a taste of his cock, fucked and free used on different occasions until her milf pussy is owned by him. Mr Aiden catches his stepdaughter touching herself on camera, he punishes her pussy with his cock, wrecking her while she screamed his name, her boyfriend is added to the session, and they both fuck her wet pussy and ass, taking turns in her till her holes clench and flood with cum. Eleanor gets shared by six men who stretch and pound her for a job, until her clit is sore and her folds are wrecked from their thick cocks. Young innocent Nora gets fucked all night long by her stepbrother and his friends, they take turns in her, filling every hole in her and marking her as their cock-hungry slut. These stories are dark, raw and forbidden. Innocent subjects get corrupted and filthy. Their minds reject it, but their bodies don't think twice before dripping wet. Clench your thighs for the heat. Once you open these pages, reality will have to wait and their stories will become yours.

When Elara accepts a live-in nanny job at a secluded mansion, she expects calm days and a fresh start. But what she finds is a world woven with secrets she can’t begin to understand, and two powerful, mysterious men who are anything but ordinary. Drawn to both and caught in something far greater than she imagined, Elara soon realizes she’s not just a nanny… she’s the center of a bond that could change everything. And they would burn the world for her.