Best Dark Bully Romance Books Novels & Stories

I'm sitting between Kahlo's legs with my back to his front as I read the book he bought me. It's a cute small-town romance with vanilla sex scenes. Something I would have enjoyed when I started I started reading but now it's boring. Bland. Where is the bully that makes the female lead's life a living hell but she still ends up with him? Where is the stalker or psychopath who doesn't know the meaning of privacy and personal space? Give me unhinged. Even better if it's the female because I can relate with them. But since Kahlo bought this book for me, I don't mind reading it. Although, it would be a little better if she at least got together with both guys. We all need some toxicity in our liv

“Just to have their run of the school. All they really do is pick on people and fuck the girls.” “Fuck the girls? Like…rape them?” “Nah, I think it’s all consensual.” Kasey shrugged. “It’s an honor to be picked as the Blackwood Rogues’ whore of the month.” “Blackwood Rouges?” “That’s what they call themselves.” “Whore of the month?” “Any girl they decide to fixate on becomes theirs.” Kasey lowered her voice. “Nobody has ever denied their request. If you could even call it that.”

Because milkshakes are my favorites too. But that’s a far-fetched dream, a far-fetched dream that would come true in another realm. Because the bad boy doesn’t have a heart. The bully is heartless. Because my bully is an ice prince with a heart made of ice. A psycho who wants to see me bleed and die.

She sighed softly and brought out her English text book and her homework, unfortunately she will have to go to bed late because she hasn't done her homework yet! *** Catherine was sitting in a secluded place where she knew none of the students will be wandering off to and decided to study there. One of the major reasons why she was there was also because of Ace. Fucking Ace, thank goodness he hasn't disturb her for a few days now. She was reading a romance book she bought at a book store on her way to school earlier that morning. Catherine loves reading, especially romance books and sometimes werewolf books too. This particular book in her hand has been out in the market for over a year but

Her shiny and beautiful eyes lock on mine, and suddenly, I feel bad for losing my temper. "I'm asking because you remind me of one," she replies without stammering; she even keeps our eye contact. "Or maybe you're a big, scary dog? You bark and growl like this vicious beast, but on the inside, I don't think even you want to be truly left alone."

This definitely has to be a presidential suite or something. As my eyes moved around the room slowly, it suddenly landed on him. A man sitting quietly at the center of the room. I swear I didn't need any announcement to know. He was the boss. The moment he looked up slowly and his eyes met mine, everything else in the room seemed to fade. He was striking in a way that didn’t feel accidental. Dark hair, sharp features, and an unsettling calmness that pressed against your chest the longer you looked at him. His shirt was half-unbuttoned, revealing tattoos that ran across his chest and arms—bold, deliberate markings that told stories I couldn’t read.

Then all of a sudden the doors to the ballroom opened up and in walked the Greyback family. Alpha Arthur and his wife Talia walked in first. Followed by their youngest son Embry and middle child Lydia. Their oldest son Lyall hasn’t been seen or heard from in years. He was a few years older than me and hasn’t been mated yet. He’s known as the Dark Wolf, he’s always been a trouble maker but has gotten worse since he hasn’t found his mate yet. When a wolf doesn’t find their mate over time they become angry and lash out. Their wolf takes more control and it’s hard to keep them calm.

Cara’s eyes were wide open and her heart was trying to breakout of her chest and run for its life, just at a single glance of their big masculine bodies, which were capable to snap her in two with their bare hands, if they wanted to. By the looks of their clothes which was dark denim jeans and white or black t-shirt with leather jacket and aura around them, they looked like bad boys. The bad boys you see in movies or read about them in novels, who like beating people around them for no reason. And just a mere thought sent a cold shiver down her spine. She looked around to see if someone will come forward to help Aria but no one was even daring to look in the direction. Her eyes again fell on

69 VIKTOR As I held her, as I claimed her, I knew she had become mine in every way that mattered. And there was no going back for either of us. We had both become creatures of darkness, but we had found something in each other that neither of us had ever expected. Love. But love had no place in our world. We had crossed the point of no return. And now, we were both trapped in this abyss, together. Forever. Reigning over the global arms market with my queen. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. 70 VIKTOR Her breath was ragged against my chest, her hands pressed into me with an urgency that mirrored my own.

Fire and Ashes Alpha Rowan's POV Some wolves mistake arrogance for strength and I hate those ones too blinded by greed to see sense. I call it stupidity. The rogues are outcasts from different wolf kingdoms, those who committed crimes and were banned and excommunicated from their pack. And suddenly one of them rose up and decided he could use the outcasts to build his own empire. Who thinks like that? Denver, of course—a new breed of senseless outcast. We got a new set of wolves to join us later as we arrived at the spirit land boundary.