Best Dark Bully Romance Books Novels & Stories

And I was dripping all over his fingers, curling slowly. Ecstasy built torturously inside of me while my walls fluttered around him. It was dark romance coded with every touch—possession, pain, passion. He added another finger, pumping my cunt lazily, thumb rubbing my clit. The pleasure nearly blinded me. "Deny it all you want, sister. But your pussy weeps for your stepbrother." He was grounding his huge hardness against my thigh. His cock was thick and ready, promising more. "I'll fuck you right here, fill you deep like before, and make you scream my name."

Gigi was nothing more than a dreamer, and my father would never approve of me being with someone like her. As I pondered how Gigi had gotten the courage to approach me, I couldn't help but wonder if it was my fault. Had I given her reason to think she had a chance with me? I shook off the thought and focused on the beautiful girl beside me. Jules was everything I could ever want in a girlfriend—pretty, caring, and always there for me. Though she was known to be a bully, she treated me like a prince and never took me for granted.

She's just trying to mess up for fun. " Come on babe. We both know who was clinging to whom. You know right I have only you in my heart to the soul " Maverick said. " What are you reading? " Maverick snatched Naitee's novel and saw that it's some fantasy Chinese novel. Meanwhile, Naitee looked at the tattoos on his chest and side of his waist. " Oh, this one. I've already read it about two times. Come with me or else I'll reveal spoilers of this novel to you " eventually Maverick blackmailed her making her look before silently following him back to her resort not before trashing her limbs in the air out of anger.

Well, Lichter’s resort was really world-class. Mateo sat at the end of the table and drank his alcohol. He groaned as he remembered what Beatrice had done again. He doesn’t know why he couldn’t do anything to her. Since he first laid his eyes on her, he wanted to take her right at that moment. But now that she was just one step away from him, he couldn’t do it. Tears used to make him aroused, but when he saw Beatrice, It felt wrong for him. Was it even right?

Please note: This a dark romance story, it features dark content. Alissia POV I sit at my desk, staring blankly at the blinking cursor on my screen. It mocks me, as if it knows I have no idea where to start with my latest attempt. Dark romance. The genre I never thought I’d touch. But after bombing miserably in everything else—comedy, fantasy, sci-fi, even horror—I figured I’d give it a shot. How hard could it be to blend the raw, twisted emotions of a toxic relationship with an edge of danger? Apparently, harder than I thought.

“You kissed me first! Did you forget that day? Isn’t that what you wanted?” She let out a bitter laugh that cracked halfway. “Yeah, well, not anymore. Not after you left me hanging, you bastard!” Before she could step away, he lunged. Benny pinned her back against the wall, his voice low and trembling. “But I want you now. What can I do about that? Please, just—” he swallowed, “Suck my dick!” My brow furrowed as fury burned cold behind my ribs. That was enough. I stepped out from the shadows. My voice came out even but it carried a dangerous edge. “What is going on here?”

Something about him made me uneasy, like I’d seen him before but couldn’t remember when or where. The way he moved—it felt too familiar. I forced myself to approach, clearing my throat. "Can I help you find something?" He turned slowly, and for the first time, I saw his face clearly. His eyes were dark, intense, piercing through me in a way that made my breath catch. There was a stillness about him, like a predator waiting for the right moment. He was handsome, but in a dangerous, unsettling way. “No,” he said, his voice low and smooth, sending a shiver down my spine. “Just browsing.”

Not dark and dangerous. “Have you done this before?” He walked back toward me slowly, gently tapping the blindfold against his palm. I shook my head, unable to speak. I stepped back slowly as he approached. His gaze was dark and predatory—and I loved it. I really did. “Shall I be the first?” he asked. I didn’t know whether to say yes or no. I stopped when my back hit the wall and leaned against the cold tile. “I’ll take your silence as a yes, kitty,” he smirked. One hand traced lazy patterns along my hip while the other rested on the wall above my head. He leaned in close—so close I could still smell champagne on his breath.

Without a second thought, I tried to reach out and comfort him, but my hand landed on something hard. "You are touching my chest, Jeremy. You are horny in the dark too? You shouldn't read too many of those books." I could feel the smirk in Steve's voice even in the darkness. I recoiled quickly, mortified. "What book, Jer?" Oliver asked. "Seriously, Ollie? Is it time for questions?" I snapped back, trying to hide my embarrassment. Suddenly, a bright light flooded in. I squinted my eyes, trying to make out the silhouette of the person standing there. But all I could see was a dark, towering figure. I let out a scream of terror, and Steve and Oliver joined me.

**** Author's note If you are here to read Pregnant for the bully, welcome. Okay, this is a note for sensitive readers. This book is a dark romance, it has sexual themes, and verbal abuse. This book is entirely fiction. Abuse, either sexual, physical or verbal is a very real thing in our world. I do NOT condone any behavior of such, nor do I think it's okay. This is purely fiction once again.