Novel & Cerita Best Dark Romance

On his way, Damon ordered one of the men to call one of Tobias' mistresses to his room. They were walking in the corridor. Damon was walking behind Elijah. His gaze fixated on the man's back. The man in front of him was of average height. He had dark black hair with black eyes. He was good looking but his looks had nothing to do with the alluring aura he had around him. Maybe Damon was the only one allured by him. Maybe because he was interested in guys that's why he found this man in front of him alluring.

Arya tried to pull herself together and focused on the movie as it kicked off. She couldn't deny the fact that Ronald did a great job picking out their choice of movie, it was a hot romance genre, but she could only mop at the figures and movements in the big screen while her entire system was getting hot and melted under the warmth of Ronalds arms and their palms intertwined. looking around Arya noticed half of the crowd surrounding them had started getting cozy with their partners, she had been too angry earlier to notice that a higher ratio of the masses that surrounded them were couples.

If I manage to escape, I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars. Again if... His eyes shift, my eyes widening as his eyes turn from a dark blue to a pool of black, red veins trailing along from his pupil to the edge of his eyes. His voice is dark as he commands, "Show me that pretty little neck of yours." My mind is muddled by his words, wanting to protest to his command, but my body betrays me as I incline my head to the side, pulling my dark hair out of the way and giving him a perfect view of my neck.

DARK ROMANCE "I told you, every breath you'd take, I would be aware of it," he said moving closer towards her making her take a step back. Her heart was palpitating wildly unable to withstand the intensity his eyes hold which made her eyes to move down on their own. He took one more step and she again backed away. "Didn't I, Roshanay?" he cocked his brow, his hand itching to grasp her neck. One more step by him and now her back touched the wall. She had now nowhere to go and dread was creeping up her nerves.

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.

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…

Amazed, by Boyz II Men, started and he pulled me closer to his chest, wrapping his arms tightly around me. Could this boy be any more perfect? I couldn’t take my eyes from his as we danced. He held me tightly, one hand moving up to the back of my neck, his fingers weaving into the hair there. My breathing was coming out in small gasps as I took in every inch of his gorgeous face, my fiancé’s face. I pressed myself closer to him, feeling his gorgeous body pressed tightly against mine. Everything about this moment was beautiful and I never wanted it to end. “Liam, could you get any more romantic?” I breathed, rubbing my hand over his chest lightly as we swayed slowly to the song.

“Are you sure?” “Anything reasonable for you, Sweetheart.” “Ah, Lemmy.” They both chuckled and got out of the car. Inside the privacy of the room that the guy had paid for, he hugged Zee closely and planted kisses along the side of her neck. She moaned aloud. He smiled to himself. This night was blessed for him. He was a bad person. He had made his peace with that. He was also good at finding drunk girls who were alone and going for them. He preferred drunken girls to straight up prostitutes.

Pinning her to the table, he trailed rough kisses on her skin with his lips. “You asked for this, Mi amor. I will ruin you till you don't feel your legs..” He whispered in her ears. A smirk formed on her lips as she challenged him. “Ruin me, daddy. That's exactly what I want..” He smirked and slapped her ass, causing her to shiver. “Don't say I didn't warn you.” ********************* As the church members filed out of the dimly lit Catholic church, the warm sunlight spilled across the steps, illuminating the vibrant flowers and lush greenery surrounding the building.

She looked up at me through lowered lashes, her expression unreadable. “You said you aren’t here for sex.” “I meant every word.” “Good.” She took another step forward, close enough that I could feel her breath against my jaw. Her hand rested against my chest, right above my heart, and it thundered beneath her palm. “You know what your problem is, Damien?” I shook my head weakly after she asked. “You’ve always mistaken desire for love.” Her fingers curled around my shirt, pulling me closer and bridging every gap between us.