Dark Romance Paranormal Web Novels & Hidden Identity Forbidden Love Stories

At sterlinggate university, only one rule matters: Monsters do not belong. Yuna never meant to become one. After being publicly humiliated by her boyfriend , Yuna’s emotions spiral out of control, she had a tough encounter with her bully, Megan, triggering a secret she was never meant to awaken. She isn’t just a werewolf. She is a kitsune. A nine-tailed fox believed to be extinct. A creature every wolf has been trained to hunt. When her transformation is exposed, the university goes into lockdown. Hunters flood the campus. Silver charms are distributed. And one order is made clear: “Kill the kitsune”. The only person willing to protect her is Noah Phillips,the star wolf of the university… and the son of the chief hunter leading the execution. As danger closes in and her powers grow harder to control, Yuna must choose: hide and survive, or rise and fight back. Because if the wolves discover the truth… They won’t just kill her. They’ll start a war.

Sophia Parks, a kind woman is unknowingly marked by her ex-boyfriend Vincent Mathis. After almost being killed by him and scarred horribly. Sophia runs from her past to a small town, hoping for a new lease on life. Once there she gains the interest of Faelon, a dark angel assigned to the town to watch the reapers collecting souls. Falling in love with a human was the last thing he intended to do but Sophia is different. Sophia doesn't know that she is a demon-marked sacrifice for the demons hell-bent on causing Armageddon. A twisted tale of angels and demons and a forbidden love that is destined by the fates. A different type of love story with an imperfect female lead, a inlikely love story, trigger warnings, foul language, and intimacy 

I belonged to the Devil, only it wasn't emblazoned on my forehead. ***Desperate times calls for desperate measures as they always say. When 10-year-old Ruby Davies accidentally kills her mom in a freak accident, she's totally terrified and torn.What was a ten year old to do in such a situation?That was exactly what the Devil banked upon when he swooped in as the hero, the savior, ready to bring back her mother only for a seemingly small price which little Ruby eagerly pays. Giving up her soul seemed like a wise decision at the time.Eight long years later, with a condemned life banned from all holy contacts and soul forever destined to perish in eternal fire and torment, Ruby wants absolutely nothing to do the lying soul thief.Until he comes once again with an irresistible offer only the biggest of fools would refuse...

One bump in a college hallway changed everything. Rayline Hale never expected her metaphysics class would introduce her to a world of angels, demons, and forbidden love. "You shouldn't get involved with him," Nicolas warned. But when Cole Spencer's dark eyes locked onto hers, something primal stirred inside her- something she couldn't ignore. He's dangerous. A secret wrapped in mystery with eyes that shift colors like storm clouds. One moment hazel with fear, the next silver with confusion... and sometimes blazing orange with a power she doesn't understand. "What are you?" I whispered, my breath catching as his wing brushed my arm. "Trouble," he admitted, his lips centimeters from mine. "But you're already in too deep to walk away." When demons kidnap his mother, their forbidden love becomes the only thing that might save her- and destroy them both. Can a half-angel, half-demon hybrid learn to trust the human girl who's become his weakness? Or will their collision destroy everything they're fighting to protect?

After witnessing her unfaithful boyfriend with her best friend in , Isabella is kidnapped and forced to accept the fact that vampires are real and she will never be free again while nearly giving up on life. But Isabella will soon discover that she is not the human she thought she was when dark secrets begin to emerge and, for reasons unknown to her, Isabella finds herself possessively drawn to the dangerously alluring Vampire king who is entirely off limits to her. ******* I murmured, kissing him hungrily to my delight. While I was riding my waves of pleasure and pain, my claws drove into the back of his body in sweet delight. I gazed into Salvatore's eyes and saw nothing but for me. With a rush of sweet electrifying feeling crippling my body into a mountain high of buildup. My teeth dug into Salvatore's flesh, seizing the beast as mine. Prince Salvatore was mine, mine and mine alone.

> “Stay still, Little Thorn… I want to taste you slowly.” His voice was velvet and ruin. His mouth, a weapon. And I—fool that I was—leaned closer. Before death wore a suit and called itself a lover, I used to believe in beauty. Before the blood. Before the runes. Before I painted the image that killed my parents—I believed my art could save me. Now I know better. I was just weeks from graduating when the painting came to me like a fever. I didn’t choose it. I didn’t plan it. My hands moved, possessed, dragging symbols I’d never seen and a face I’d never forgotten—his. Eyes red as wine. A crown pierced with thorns. And a girl in the center… me. Offering herself. I signed it with a mark I didn’t recognize. I sold it to a stranger. And days later, my parents were dead—no wounds, no reason, just... gone. The police said stress. I say fate. Now I’m being hunted by a world I didn’t know existed. Vampires with ancient courts and older grudges. Symbols that whisper in my blood. And Lucien D’Aragon—the vampire who says I summoned him with my brushstroke. That I belong to him. He says I’m his prophecy. His ruin. His Little Thorn. But I’m not just prey. Something is waking in me. Something hungry. Something I was never meant to survive. If I give in, I lose everything. If I fight, I might finally learn the truth. About my art. About my bloodline. About what really happened that night. And why he keeps whispering that I was painted for ruin... but made for him.

He wished to burn in front of her throne, His heart craved only her poison. *** Ryan Bane was the Alpha who was left with only two surviving members from his ancient pack . He consented to be the adopted son of the Mafia king as he resembled his dead father and also because he needed to blend into the twenty first century. He was ruthless, he was fierce, a rogue womanizing machine. *** Sherry was a child with a very disturbing past. She lived beside the dump yard with her dying father. *** One fated night the two meet again after what would be centuries. Ryan starts walking down the same path that he had sworn never to tread again. Towards that poison ivy which had caused the downfall of his entire empire.

Nora’s tarot readings were never meant to matter. They were simple moments. A card flip. A quiet truth. Nothing that could ever disturb fate itself. Until the night the cards tremble in her hands. Until the air in the café sharpens and chills. Until something impossible steps out of the shadows. He does not belong to the world around him. His presence presses against it, ancient and heavy, unseen by everyone else. People walk past him without noticing a thing. But Nora sees him. And he is not pleased. He came to investigate the force that dared to bend fate. He expected danger. He expected power. He did not expect the girl sitting at the table with trembling cards. Every instinct tells Nora she should fear him. He is not human. Not mortal. He was never created to feel. Yet something in her pulls at him with a gravity he cannot escape. The more he watches her, the more impossible she becomes. And the more he realizes that whatever awakens inside him will not fade quietly. She may have changed someone’s fate. Now she has his attention. A forbidden attraction. A girl with a gift she barely understands. An immortal who was never meant to want. Until her. Once their paths cross, fate doesn’t just unravel. It begins to fight back.

Who would show up? When are they going to appear? What do they desire? Maya Asher has just turned twenty three in the year 2023... Thomas Roman was reborn in the year 1919. He become a watchful vampire guardian. He had been Maya Asher 's guardian since the moment of her birth, watching from between realities. Trying to remain unnoticed but bound by a blood oath. Their love wil be tested from the moment of that electrifying touch...that magical kiss...

The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact it made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. My third sense is sudden activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come get me!. This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!. I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. Finally, I hear music playing from loud speakers. I'm close to civilization!. I keep running frantically.... Tales of missing children are considered a fallacy till teenage Sonia goes missing... Follow Sonia on her desperate quest to break free... And bring the truth to light

"Shh, just a little bit more," I said against her skin. I raised my head to stare at her and her blue eyes were wide. My thumb caressed her cheeks as she stared right back at me. "More, Kiara," I whispered. "Just a little bit more," I could feel the softness of her lips, the warmth of her body, and the sparks under her every touch. "Ivan," She whispered. *** She was my addiction. I couldn't get enough of her. Her touch set my body ablaze, and the taste of her lips lingered long after she was gone. Every moment without her was agony, and I longed for the next chance to hold her close. I had never been one to fall so deeply, to be so consumed by another person. She was my undoing, my weakness, and yet I couldn't imagine a life without her. She brought out a side of me that I had never known existed -wild, primal energy that couldn't be contained. And even now, as I lay beside her, watching her chest rise and fall with each breath, I knew that I could never get enough. She was my addiction, and there was simply no other way to describe it. #2 BROKEN SERIES