A Cruel Romance Novels & Stories

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

"No. You were being deliberately rude." Nathan jumped in. "Kristine, I think you're misunderstanding—" "I'm not misunderstanding anything. Your girlfriend has been attacking me all night." "That's not true," Isabelle said calmly. "If I've said anything to offend you, I apologize. I didn't realize you were so sensitive." "Sensitive?" "Girls," Diana interrupted. "Let's not argue at dinner. It's Richard's birthday." Kristine bit back her response. Took a long drink of water. George's hand tightened on hers.

Alessandra walked toward her desk slowly. “Love makes men compromise.” “Power makes them lonely,” Aria countered. Their eyes locked. Steel against fire. “You don’t belong in this world,” Alessandra said finally. Aria didn’t flinch. “Maybe not.” “But I belong with him.” A beat of silence. Alessandra studied her carefully. “You think you changed him.” “I know I did.” “And you think that’s a good thing?” “Yes.” Alessandra’s lips curved slightly. “Valentino Romano was feared. Untouchable. Ruthless.”

The madness of falling for someone who would tear the world apart just to keep you. That’s dark romance. A beautiful tragedy you’ll never escape.

The image of Romeo's sad and hurt face when Vlad punishes him. Vlad grabs his head with his hands and screams. The images were cruel, and he couldn't stop them. He sees Romeo disappearing into ashes, shouting that he killed him, and Vlad's eyes water. He resembles a little Orpheus, desperately trying to get his father to love him, and he only despises him. He sees all his mistakes, all his sins, all the pain he caused to those he loved, to those he despised, to those he still hurts today.

I cannot deny I enjoyed learning what her body enjoys. But it is not love. I have not made love to her. I have merely indulged my wolf. Just as I told her. She accepted the facts. She still placed her hand on top of mine, pushing me inside her, knowing what this false relationship is. /We should not be cruel to our mate/ Talon growls angrily. What is cruel? I argue back, she has exploded with more orgasms that I could count. She does not want my heart either. /She will want more. Her and her wolf./

Andre Carios “Stay alive ish, there are still many unknown stuff, you need to know, histories that stern above you, reasons to your lovers actions. I know for now your heart would bleed nothing but hatred, I know your mind craves nothing more but revenge, but in time you would know, how much love, Leonel's heart holds for you, you would understand the sacrifices bring made at thus moment, the pain stung upon the Hearts of those you seek to destroy. For now fight, fight to live, fight to love, fight to bring back your family, fight for there happiness for for us”

"Take care of yourself hmm? And most importantly don't go around causing trouble this time around." I smiled at her and she shook her head and left. Once the door had closed, I replayed the conversation I had with Gabriele Andino in my head. Shortly I would be invited to have dinner with him and Basilio and honestly, I dreaded it. I took a shower and changed my clothes as I winced in pain. Sara did not take it lightly with me. I sat on the bed reading a new romance novel I'd gotten from Sofie and I was engrossed in it. The story was about a girl who was in the same situation as I was. She was sold off as a slave, a sex slave that is, but I wasn't forced to do anything. Then I heard a loud kn

She wasn't sure if she was ready for this, but she knew she had come too far to turn back now. Steve opened the door, and Celess gasped at what she saw. The room was filled with vampires, all of them staring at her with cold, calculating eyes. Some were beautiful, with smooth skin and perfect features, while others were grotesque, with twisted limbs and mangled faces.Steve took her hand and led her into the room, introducing her to each of the vampires in turn. Celess tried to keep her fear in check, but she couldn't help but feel like a mouse surrounded by cats.

“You are a wolf, Yet you choose to act like a human.’’ He cursed, sending another hefty slap her way. The palm of his hand collided with her delicate skin, sending her to the cold floor once again. She writhed in pain. She tried to push away from him, but his fingers gripped her hair tightly and brought her back with pressure. She tried to block another blow but it only made things worse for her. His fist collided with the side of her face, blinding her for a couple of seconds as she fell down once again. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as her fingers began to shake. She was so weak and so tired that she was sure she would die if she took in another punch. “These are our rituals. Do you thi