Angst Romance Books Novels & Stories

I always give my social medi@ page but if it feels good to you and makes you happy to write a negative review and ruin all the hard work and sleepless nights I am putting into this book, then go ahead! As a writer it's really disheartening and demotivating because conveying emotions, making you laugh and cry with the words is not an easy task. In the beginning and even in the middle, I gave multiple warnings about dark theme. And if you are finding that what Damien has done to Angel is too much than you haven't actually read any dark romance yet. I am not the kind of person who rants like this or gets angry but I can't tolerate it when it becomes too much.

The book made a loud bang on the floor and I turned to see Angel, sitting casually by a window, a book nestling in his lap. My heart raced, my mind running wild. Just how long had he been sitting there?… watching me…

More unwilling to admit. “Well, you won’t let me hold your hand, so…” I flashed her my cheesiest smile, knowing full well it would make her livid. I wasn’t disappointed. She scowled up into my face. A deep line appeared between her eyebrows when I shrugged. “I’ll have to settle for this.” I rubbed the pad of my thumb over her knee. And she shivered. She desperately tried to hide it with her huffing and puffing, but I affected her even now. The slightest touch of my skin against hers was enough to get her going. Or maybe it was the anger as well. I knew that got me going. She was so desperately passionate about everything. And that came out in some wickedly fun ways when she was naked.

"She won't be here for hours. Fuck me again, Alpha. Fill me until I can't walk straight." He resisted for only a moment before his wolf instincts took over. His grip tightened, and he pulled out only to flip me onto my back. His amber eyes glowed with renewed hunger as he pushed my knees apart and sank back in with one smooth stroke. The stretch burned deliciously, my walls still sensitive from the night's repeated poundings. I arched up, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him down for a kiss. Our tongues tangled as he began to move, slow and deep at first, letting me feel every inch of his veined shaft dragging along my inner walls.

Rage exploded inside her chest. Before she could stop herself— Slap. Lucas’s head jerked sideways violently. Shock flashed across his face. Camila hit him again. And again. “You bastard!” she screamed. Years of buried anger poured out all at once. “You just couldn’t let me be happy just this one time, could you?!” Lucas grabbed her wrists roughly. “Stop hitting me!” But Camila shoved him away and punched his chest hard. “You knew exactly what you were doing with that ring!”

_______________ **BLURB** Book 1] CRIMSON : 'Il Velo di MINE' {The Veil of Mine} from MAFIA DARK ROMANCE MINE series He lowered his head, his pupils burning like an ignited flame. "Maybe you think you can escape from me... BUT YOU CAN'T GET AWAY FROM ME", He whispered softly in her ears, causing her to shiver under his gaze. He was her WARMTH. She was his PEACE. but everything was not this simple at all. *** Zafira Wilder, a 30-year-old divorcee, thought she had escaped the shadows of her past, but her world is about to be shattered.

Maybe I was just better off with someone like Bobby. No. I felt anger rise up, a hot fire burning in my belly. I didn't deserve that. I deserved someone who treated me like I was worth something. If Andrew couldn't see past my mistakes, then he wasn't worth my time. I didn't need him either. A tear dripped down my cheek, hot and painful. I knew I was lying to myself, feeding on anger to justify my pain. I wanted to scream. I wanted to hit something. I wanted to feel some kind of physical pain just to make my chest hurt less.

The collar fit too well. The tag read her name, but for a brief second, I wondered if it should’ve said mine instead. Angelo’s. I felt a stirring in my pants at the thought of this. I clenched my teeth, angry at myself for even thinking it. I couldn’t have thoughts like this around her. I crouched in front of her, cupped her damp cheeks in my hands, and leaned close enough for her to feel my breath. “Aurora,” I whispered, “I want you to disobey me. I want your defiance. Because I love the look of this collar around your neck.”

A moment passed, she tried to keep watching Axel's office to see if he typed anything onto his computer, he turned away from it to stare out the window just as another message flashed up on my screen. Rosa's body responded, she could feel herself getting wet as she read through the words on the screen, she slowly licked her lips nervously as a hot blush crept up my cheeks. “I want to bend you over your desk, lift that tight black skirt of yours and push my thick cock into your juicy pussy. Would you like that?”

AURORA’S POINT OF VIEW. The second our eyes met, I felt the room turn to ice. My blood pulsed, as did the pace of my heartbeat. For a moment, his dark eyes appeared shocked, and all of a sudden, they were filled with heat, passion, and anger….a combination that set my heart on fire years ago, and even now. It caused me to falter slightly in the next move, something that had never happened before. ]