Anime With Dark Romance Novels & Stories

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He shot up angrily. Ryuzaki looked away and snapped back to reality. He let Amino walk away and tried to control his fast heartbeat. Rubbing his chest, he looked down, “calm down, my heart, calm down. She is just Shadow.” When the energetic music heightened up, Shadow was twirling around in the arms of another but when the beat hits, Shadow unintentionally locked her eyes with the angry Amino, and in a split second, he’s striding fiercely towards her, determined that she should be in his arms instead.

She could feel the heavy beat of his heart through the duvet and her limbs were melting. The thickness of his arousal was a blatant pleasure force he used to encourage her thighs even wider apart. When he raised his head, Electa found she was panting like a sprinter. His ridiculously dark eyes leaped with burning flames, his deep chest heaving, his teeth gleaming white in the darkness between his hot pulsing lips. “Tell me… Were there any other lovers, zoi mou?” Adrastos repeated the question. Electa looked at his face… into his eyes… Then her eyes fixed his mouth, wanting those lips back on her lips, needing them there…

I stared, letting my dark amusement flare. “No.” “Disappointing.” I couldn’t help the twitch of a smile. “You’re in my house now.” “Romantic,” he said faintly. I leaned closer, voice low, dangerous, intimate. “Don’t misunderstand, Nikolai. This isn’t mercy.” His faint smile widened slightly. “Good.”

he murmured, his eyes fixed on mine, "you’re much prettier when you're scared." I flinched. He wasn't smiling. His face was perfectly serious. Then, his other hand cupped the back of my neck, pulling me gently but firmly towards him. His lips were on mine before I could protest, soft at first, then harder. He kissed me slowly, deeply, like he had all the time in the world. My mind screamed no, but my body felt heavy, confused. I hated him for it, for making me feel anything but anger. When he pulled away, my lips tingled, and my breath was ragged.

Bhyron is more gorgeous than the villains in my favourite anime. Duke stands by his side in a marching suit, looking majestic as always. There’s something behind Bhyron’s eyes as he takes my hand. Something dark. Something that makes me want to run out of this garden screaming. But alas, the seconds tick off quickly and it’s finally time for me to say my vows. “Miss Amani, do you take Mr. Bhyron Macaulay as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, until death do you part?”

We took the bus to her shared apartment, and the moment we were inside her room, I threw my bag onto the floor and sat down on the chair behind the study desk. Jess’ room was pleasantly neat and tidy, with stacks of textbooks, and of course, BL manga and light novels, sitting on the desk. On her single bed were a few soft toys. Naturally, they were of male characters who had strong gay undertones from famous anime such as Sebastian and Ceil from Black Butler, Yuu and Mika from Owari no Seraph, Eren and Levi from Attack on Titan, and Yuuri and Victor from Yuri on Ice. I knew the characters because I had to suffer countless hours watching the anime with her.

Blood welled up, and Matteo pressed his hand against a white cloth on the table, leaving a crimson imprint. My turn came next. Matteo caught my hesitant gaze, his voice soft but firm. “Do it.” With trembling fingers, I held out my hand. The blade nicked my skin, sharp and quick, and I winced as the host guided my hand to the cloth. My blood joined Matteo’s, our marks side by side. The host lifted the cloth for all to see. “Bound by blood, Matteo and Alessia are now part of the family.” My mind spun, the reality of what had just happened crashing over me. I wasn’t just a date anymore. I was bound to something dark and inescapable.

**Chapter 5: Claimed in the Shadows** Jack Blackwood’s mouth was relentless, devouring hers with a hunger that stole what little breath Sora had left. His hand gripped her thick waist, fingers digging possessively into the soft, yielding flesh that Melvin had always mocked. Instead of pulling away in disgust, Jack groaned low in his throat, pulling her even closer until her heavy breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest.

Sun rays percolated through the gaps between floor touching drapes, creating a stripped pattern on the covered naked humans spread on bed, staring at each other as if there was nothing else worth watching in the world. Her leg somehow wrapped around his body as she remained spread across him, her breasts crushed on his chest, her neck strained to watch him watching her. Her hand inadvertently played with little hair on his chest, pulling them without intending pain. "Did I ride well Mister Frantino?" she giggled, watching a smile of his own spreading on his hard and flexible features.