Best Dark Romances Novels & Stories

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.

“Still want some? He asked. His deep baritone voice echoed through the room. My thighs trembled. I could feel the wetness flooding between my legs. My legs weakened, melting under his intense stare. In an instant, he swept me off my feet, placing me on the counter as he drew closer, sniffling me. He was all I wanted. My mind drifted to my boyfriend, he was too old to satiate my desires. I could easily be mistaken as an s*x freak, and he couldn’t handle the passion and fantasy burning within me, but with this stranger, his tantalizing touch awakened a hunger I couldn’t ignore. My thoughts spiraled the moment his lips lunged onto my skin. The softness and wetness of his mouth got me dripping e

Juliet tried to ignore the feeling of his eyes on her as she moved about the kitchen to grab a packet of hot chocolate powder to add to her coffee. They ate in silence, and Juliet felt tense in the quiet. She glanced at him as he took a large gulp of his coffee. "How can you drink that?" She was unable to hide her disgust at the black liquid and relaxed when he let out a laugh as he pointed at the homemade mocha in front of her. “Black coffee is good. Dark roast is best, but your weak medium will do.” He said as he nudged her side with his elbow. “How can you drink that? You made it a cup of pure sugar.”

“I believe you’ve heard of me.” I stiffened. Of course, I’d heard of Luca Romano. Who in Sicily hadn’t? He was one of the most infamous figures in the city—a businessman with a reputation as sharp as a blade and connections that ran deeper than the sea. People whispered about him, but no one dared to cross him. “What do you want?” I asked, folding my arms defensively. He took a step closer, his polished shoes barely making a sound on the concrete. “I’ve got a proposition for you. I need a date for an event, and I’m willing to pay you 4,000 euros for your time.”

This is how our situation works. I am a young woman trying to cope with the load and responsibilities of two mates- of high ranks might I add. Alpha and Beta wolves are highly sexual and need a lot more attention than the average wolf citizen. It was inevitable. “Virginia, look at me. I want to see you. I want to see the pleasure in your eyes when I make you cum.” Oh fuck. “Understood?” I nod silently, quivering with an achy need. Forcing my gaze onto the incredible man before me, I realise that I love him; I’ve always loved him. Have I even told him or Deacon that yet? My mind is racing with carnal hormones; I can’t think straight. I need him. Now.

I had always believed my mate would come as my knight in shining armor and save me from them but the first wolf who had showed up posing as my mate died a month after we began dating. Two months later, a new mate came. He was from a distant pack. Bold. Handsome. His e yes lit up when he saw me and he dropped to his knees like I was royalty. I smiled. Not because I felt the bond, how could I when I didn't have a wolf? But because I believed the universe had finally heard my plea. He died three weeks in. A rogue attack. A sudden invasion. The doctors claimed they tried their best to save him. The third and fourth didn't even last a week. I stopped counting after that. I stopped hoping.

“I can’t wait.” He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating against my lips, his hand tightening slightly around my wrist. “So? Do you want me to fuck you in front of Betty and the driver?” “I don’t care,” I muttered, my voice laced with frustration and need. His laugh deepened, low and dangerous, and his eyes darkened, locking onto mine. “You better care, love,” he growled, his tone carrying a warning that sent a shiver through me. “Because after they see how beautiful you look coming and after they see that gorgeous body of yours, they won’t see tomorrow. Do you want that, love?”

More… specific. I read romance novels and decided the first step to getting his attention was to make him see me as something other than Jane’s little friend. I started wearing shorter skirts when I knew I’d see him. Tighter tops. I’d pull my hair up to expose my neck, mimicking gestures I’d seen in movies. But he never gave me a second glance. Not until I went for the nuclear option. Last night, I sent him photos. Not just any photos. Explicit ones. Carefully angled, lit by the dim lamp in my dorm room, leaving nothing to the imagination. I sent them to his private email, the one I’d memorized from seeing it on paperwork years ago.

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No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted without the author’s written permission. This is a dark romance collection. In these stories, you will be fascinated by the dominance, fierce desire, obsession, and all-inclusive encircling control exerted by strong and powerful men. Love is gritty, problematic, and will test every last boundary. While walking into this journey…powerful and obsessive love will spark and thrill you, I beg you to take care of yourself while reading. Your physical and emotional safety is my number one priority, and if the passion at any point becomes too much, I encourage you to take a break. POINT OF VIEWS