Novel & Cerita Best Dark Romance Books

Darkness ate at her vision. Creeping in around her. Rosa could swear she heard Axel's voice calling her name but it sounded very far away. Darkness claimed her. Her body went limp. The last thought in Rosa's mind was of Axel. She imagined him gathering her into his arms, calling out her name. Begging her not to leave him. Tears seeped out of Rosa's eyes. She wanted to touch his face. Brush the fear and pain from him. But she couldn't. She couldn't fight the darkness and let go. It swallowed her whole. Her one regret was she hadn't told axel that she loved him. She did love him. It had taken her too long to figure it out and now it was too late. She drifted. At least in the dark it didn't hur

Last night was wonderful. I finally slept with Soul and oh wow! He wasn't as good as Dean or Holden but it was still intense and he was so soft and romantic. Rose petals all over the bed, candles everywhere and fizzy grape juice--a pregnant craving--with chocolate covered strawberries! It's as though he read my mind, followed my heart and was making up for all the shit I'd been through over the past few months. In the middle of the night, I'd also woken up to fluttery kicks in my stomach!

Did I look away when that girl suddenly appeared? You can see her looking at the cover of the book she was reading,his eyes were almost as dark as mine, but his hair was light as honey, his appearance was really charming. I wondered what she would be? A fairy or a witch? — You and Logan’s precious person, and it’s a pleasure to finally meet you. — I would also like to know their names. I feel a little uncomfortable that everyone knows my name, but I don’t know anyone else’s.

My last picnic date with Jason ended up great as you all know. I am currently, sited on the couch, my book held up in my right hand and my hot cocoa coffee in the other. I take a sip of the coffee and kept it on the table. I once said I love reading novels but I will go ahead and say it again. Novels are great but only when it’s not dark romances. I can read any type of novel but not dark romance. Don’t get me wrong but I find dark romance annoying and very boring and sometimes disturbing too. This morning when I went to the library, I took out two novels of which one is a dark romance novel and the other is practically a vampire romance. I love vampire romance novels; by the way. Everyone h

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.”

"You're mine. And I'm yours." I laughed, breathless, clinging to him. "Take me inside. Before I drag you to the ground in front of everyone." He grinned, feral and beautiful. "As you wish, Luna." The chambers were dark, lit only by the dying fire and the moonlight streaming through the window. He laid me on the furs, his body covering mine, his weight a comfort, a cage, a promise. "You have no idea," he said, his lips trailing down my throat, "how long I've waited to hear you say those words."

He thought about the rewards that awaited him, not just for locating the crystal, but finally enslaving the famous enchantress. When Dominic first met up with Tara in the grove, he had to stifle the emotions that threatened to surface and ruin everything. He hadn’t expected seeing her would heighten the flame of his desire for revenge and to force her to do his bidding for eternity. “You’ll soon be bound to me for eternity, my love,” Dominic whispered as he slowly unbuttoned her camp shirt. “You lose. That pest you call brother loses and that old woman downstairs... well, let’s just say things are going to change around here, shall we?”

A smile found my lips in the dark behind my closed eyes. Subtle. Secretive. Belonging to no one but me. I was no longer just Georgia Mason, the flawless acquisition, the diamond princess preserved and displayed and maintained to someone else's precise specifications. I had become something else tonight under a bookstore awning in the rain. Something dangerous. Something that had remembered, in the press of warm hands and a mouth that meant what it did, that it was free. She left the water on the marble. The small rebellions are where it starts. -- J

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.

The closeness of their back to chest contact was practically stitched with gold wires, allowing for no gap to come in between them as their skin kissed each other in this heated exchange. In this way, these rough and tantalizing thrusts produced an even stronger effects, leaving the nerves in excitation. Twinkling rays of light flashed one by one before Kim's eyes. It was as if there were countless pairs of eyes looking at her with pleasure and content. Sweltering with shame andresentment, she endured with difficulty, however she couldn't help but to fall deeper and harder into the excitement that ravished her reasoning and enticed her into submission. Although, she hated the man behind her