Dark Romance Romance-Webromane & Dominant Regret-Geschichten

“Tell me, does my nephew know his fiancee begs this pretty when she's begging for someone else?” Betrayed on the night she was supposed to celebrate forever, Jennifer Reyes makes one reckless choice, and wakes up in the arms of a man she should never have touched. Cold, calculating, and dangerously patient, Carter Blackwood isn't just a stranger. He's her fiance's uncle. The one every Kane pretends doesn't exist. She wants to disappear. He wants a weapon. When her father's company teeters on the edge of bankruptcy, Carter offers her a deal she can't refuse: his money, his protection, his name, in exchange for helping him destroy the family that erased him ten years ago. By day, he's the exiled Kane no one speaks of. By night, he makes it clear exactly who she belongs to now. Carter believes she said yes for the money. He has no idea that the woman he recruited as a weapon wants Gerald and Sylvia to burn just as badly as he does. But Carter isn't only after revenge. Buried in Jennifer's past is a secret her late mother died protecting, one that could bury the entire Kane empire, and the only man desperate enough to bury Jennifer with it is the fiance she left behind. Caught between a fiance who wants her back only to save himself, a mother in law who will do anything to keep the truth buried, and an uncle who refuses to let her go, Jennifer has only one choice left. Run straight into the arms of the man dangerous enough to protect her from all of them.

Sloane's parents sold her to a billionaire who loved her sister. On their wedding night, he whispered her sister's name. Then he locked her outside in a storm. She left for dead. She returned as a queen. Now he stands frozen at a gala, watching her accept an award. Two children hold her hands. One of them has his jaw. He does not know they are his. He does not know the woman he truly loves is the one he destroyed. And he does not know that her sister who became his wife is hiding a secret that will shatter every single one of them.

Mara Cole is not who she appears to be. Hired by a shadowy organization with an agenda far larger than she understands, Mara enters the Brown mansion in Los Angeles as a household maid with one purpose — eliminate Frederick and Daniel Brown, the men whose greed destroyed her family and took her younger sister's life. She is trained, focused, and ready. What she is not ready for is Simon Brown. Cold, ruthless, and impossible to read, Simon is the kind of man who sees everything and says nothing. When his father delivers an ultimatum — marry within six weeks or lose board majority of the Brown empire — Simon makes a calculated decision and offers his quiet, unconnected maid a contract marriage. Mara says yes for reasons Simon will never know. But living inside his world changes something in her. Simon is not the man she expected. He is grieving, disciplined, and unexpectedly human. And the closer she gets, the heavier the weight of what she has done becomes. When Simon's private investigator begins circling the truth and Mr. Hayes reveals that Mara was never just an assassin — she was always meant to be the instrument of the Brown empire's total destruction — Mara must choose between the mission that defined her and the man she was never supposed to love. The truth surfaces. The marriage shatters. And in the wreckage of everything they built on silence and secrets, one question remains. Was any of it real? THE BILLIONAIRE MARRIED HIS BROTHERS' KILLER is a dark billionaire romance of approximately 500,000 words.

For three years, Calista Monroe played the perfect wife in a marriage that was never meant to last. Cold, distant and bound by a contract, Gerald Deneuve was never supposed to love her. Yet in the quiet moments, the way he remembered her medicine, the way he adjusted his schedule around her and silently cared, Calista believed she had become something more than an obligation. That's until the day he placed divorce papers in front of her because his ex had returned. Heartbroken, Calista walks away without a fight only to rise again as a woman no one can touch. What Gerald never expected was that the wife he discarded would become the one person he could never have again. Now as truths unfold and past lies come to light, Gerald is forced to confront the devastating reality that he didn't lose her when she signed the papers, he lost her when she loved him the most.

She stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window, gazing out at the vast, churning ocean as if she had drifted entirely out of this world. A sudden gust of wind caught her hair, whipping the loose strands across her face. She wore a long white shirt that billowed slightly around her frame, looking unmistakably oversized—like it belonged to someone else entirely. Lost in the horizon, she didn't hear the footsteps approaching from behind. A strong, muscular arm suddenly wrapped tightly around her waist, dragging her back against a broad, hard chest. He buried his face in her neck, breathing in her scent before pressing a slow, deliberate kiss to her cheek. She didn't flinch. Her stillness revealed that she had known he was there all along. Gritting her teeth, she squeezed her eyes shut in sheer helplessness and quiet frustration. His hand slipped beneath the fabric of her shirt, pressing firmly and intimately kneading her breast as he murmured, "Who told you to come here? I'm not finished yet." With a voice tight with exhaustion and suppressed fury, she answered, "I'm feeling tired." He chuckled darkly against her skin. "You couldn't satisfy your husband. What kind of woman are you?" Her eyes flashed with sudden anger as she spun slightly in his grip. "You forced this on me. I'll never accept you as my husband. You're a liar." The man let out a low, humorless laugh, turning her fully to face him. "How many more days do I need to f*ck you to prove I am your husband, huh? I suppose I'll just have to keep reminding you who I am until you completely wither away beneath me." With that, he tightened his grip and dragged her away from the window, pulling her deeper into the room... ​