Best Dark Mc Romance Books Novels & Stories

I started to cry and ran into the back room away from everyone, especially the Dark Wolf. Seconds later Raven and Wyatt came into the room. “Azura what’s wrong?!” Both of them said at the same time. In between cries I managed to say, “The Dark Wolf is my mate!” Both Raven and Wyatt gasped. “Are you sure it’s him?” Raven cam over to hold me. “My wolf kept jumping and saying mate mate mate as soon as I locked eyes with him! Yes I am sure it’s him!” I yelled. “Why him?!” I cried some more in Raven’s arms and that’s when I felt the rush again, I knew he was close.

So I think we can move from there to a deeper feeling. Christina, the one and only lady of my heart, I know as well that your heart beat faster when you were with me. I'm a vampire, I have acute senses, so you can't hide something like that from me. If this is not a sign that you have at least similar feelings towards me, then you can stab a stake straight into my heart, cut off my head and burn my body to ashes so that I will never rise again. Because if I can't love and adore you for eternity, my life will be completely meaningless. I have been alone for so long that for me rejection equals death. Forgive me for writing such things, and if it sounds like blackmail, but I write everything h

“Long enough for him to trade. Territory. Money. His pride. Whatever it takes to get him alone. And when he comes for her… we end him. We end the Macini name. We end Vito’s last echo.” Lucas exhaled shakily. “You’re fucking vicious,” he muttered. His free hand slid to my throat—not choking, just holding. Possessive. I smiled against his lips. “You made me this way.” He kissed me then—hard, desperate, tasting of blood, painkillers, and fury. I kissed him back just as fiercely. He tried to stand but winced, hissing as his injured leg buckled.

My heart starts beating faster. This time, I hear a woman’s muffled shriek. Or maybe not. But as I reach the entrance, I pause. Shocked at the sight before me. WHAT THE FUCK?! There are two naked girls with him. The girls are both kissing while the one with curly brown hair has her hand around Alpha Zayne’s dick, stroking it. HOW CAN THEY DO THAT HERE?! Out in the open where anyone can walk in? The girls stop kissing when Zayne pulls the redhead onto his lap and starts kissing and fondling her breasts and naked butt.

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."

Cora’s POV. It's been just three hours since my parents left the house and I was already spiraling with different thoughts. Ace was seated on a couch across from me, his eyes focused on his laptop while I struggled to focus on the book I was reading. Not to mention the fact that it was an erotic book. One that was specifically a forbidden romance, just like my predicament. Ace raised his head, and I quickly dropped my gaze to the book in my hand, adjusting my reading glasses.

My hands became sweaty as I held tight to the book in my hands. "There's more to that book than just rules," he whispered as he circled me. "There's a future in there too. Yours. Mine. Toronzo packs." He stopped behind me. My heart pounded in my throat, blood rushed to the surface of my skin, and then I did it. “You may go,” I turned around and kissed him, just at the end of his sentence. It was imperfect, slightly away from the center of his lips. I pulled back to see his eyes sparkling with horrified amusement as he gently wiped the side of his mouth with a thumb.

Her power falters as I storm toward her, the ground cracking under my feet. ‎ ‎She throws up her hands, dark energy flashing but it shatters against me like glass. I slam into her, sending her sprawling into the ground. Her dark magic is useless against me. ‎ ‎“YOU TOUCHED HER,” I roar, voice so deep it rattles through the clouds. ‎

With two claps of my hands, the lights went off and I languidly slipped under the covers and searched for the e-book version of the steamiest romance novel my mind has ever had to process. I often sought solace in the comforting umbra of these silent walls. I discovered at a very tender age that the dark is your companion when you do not want to be haunted by knowing. I did not want to know the truth, or what I feared to be the truth, so I ran into the welcoming arms of darkness and explicitly narrated sexual endeavours between a young woman and an older man who both know what kind of service their bodies need. As I scrolled through the page and allowed my imagination to take care of the res

I only use my work phone and the phone in my unit. After getting dressed, I grabbed my car key and chose my China Gray Aston Martin DB11 AMR. I am a car collector, and that's my obsession. In fact, I love my car more than people. I loved them more than Panther, who was my first boyfriend. I'm twenty-five and have only had one ex. I was too focused when I was a teenager, and then I was busy studying criminology when I was in college. And when I gave myself a chance to date, the man just cheated on me. Guys, they can't live without sex.