Abusive Ex Romance Books Novels & Stories

Aubrey looks up at me with a small smile. “Hello.” “What, I don’t even get a hello hug?” “No, sit down or go away.” Why does she insist on pretending she doesn’t want me around? I nod and sit across from her. Aubrey sets her book down. I take a peek at the cover. There is a shirtless guy with a tie around his neck and a woman in front of him in a white dress shirt, only a couple of buttons fastened. It must be one of those steamy books she is reading. I find it interesting. I didn’t think it would be her thing. I don’t comment on it.

_______ This Book is DARK BULLY ROMANCE with themes like Revenge, bully, húmiliation, reverse harem, MMMF, MF, and dúbious cónsent. A. Gupta

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

"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.

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)

“Everything about you tells me you’ve had hot, sexy, toe-curling sex. You’ve got a flush to your cheeks that won’t go away, and your lips look plumper than normal, probably from all the making out you’ve been doing. And to your second comment, Jude flirts with everyone. I’m nothing special. He would not be buying me a Chanel bag.” I sigh, deciding that since she’s already onto me, I might as well not lie to her. “The sex with Cal is incredible. It’s new…like, today was the first time new.” Charlotte’s perfectly lined lips spread into a smile. “Good for you for not letting your stupid ex get in the way of having mind-blowing sex with Callahan Hastings. I want to know all the juicy details. “

Shadow raised her head to smell it, her big brown eyes curious, but upon finding it to be nothing other than frustrating ideas, she resettled. It had seemed so easy at first glance. Audrey and Ray had fallen in love once; I knew they could do it again. I had buzzed through my shift, sprinted home, and hopped on the computer for research. Fast forward two hours and I had no results. Everything I found was either too complex or too reminiscent of “The Parent Trap”. I had no idea how to get these two people to fall in love, let alone how to get them in the same room. My balloon of hope and excitement was quickly deflating, reality a slow leak sinking it. My phone chimed, and the noise startled

He chuckled before leaning to my ear and whispered. Damon: I am already regretting marrying a whore like you. The venom his tongue spat not only filled her essence with painful whimper of crushing her respect brutally but also few drops of it attacked his heart without him realizing. _____________________________________ Do like and give feedback. Do follow me here. Spread the purple heart

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

When was the last time you ate? Me: Uh… Dane: Seriously? Me: I have a bad memory. Dane: My palm is twitching. Me: Sir! Dane: Yes? Me: Are you saying you want to… Dane: Spank you? Yes. One hundred percent. I squealed quietly, as if he could hear me if I were too loud. Everything about Dane was intense. Even when he was joking, he was intense. I’m literally an abuse victim. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I like this? Why do I want this? This should scare me, but it doesn’t. I’ve read enough dark romance books with werewolf daddies, mafia men, and Doms to know it isn’t scary. That it can be good if done with the right person. The image of Dane Wetness pooled between my legs.