Best Dark Romances Novels & Stories

She stuttered, “Off… off the lights.” Laurence's fingertip stayed on her forehead for a long time as he looked at her knitted brows. “Aren't you afraid of the dark?” Zoey didn't want him to see her face when she was turned on. It was something she couldn't control. They were like the most intimate lovers in bed. She said a little breathily, “Switch it on again after we finish.” Laurence kissed her ear. It seemed like he liked her ear very much these days. He grunted hoarsely and switched off the light. Other than the faint light shining in through the curtains, the room was nearly pitch black.

he murmured, eyefucking her entire body. She inhaled deeply and opened her eyes, and his blue orbs met hers. Scarlett wanted to be fucked by him now that he was entirely exposed in front of her and Scarlett was feeling his body with her hands; they were basically just fuck buddies. Scarlet's father was Damien's business partner, and she is a well-known model. She fell in love with his looks at first sight, or desire, and ventured to propose a deal to him at a party held by her father, despite knowing how dangerous he is. Surprisingly, he agreed.

I stood up, didn't even look at him in the eyes because it was dark. “Amore nel buio.” He whispered. I turned to him he was already behind me. “Huh?” “Let's make love in the dark.” He suggested. As he leaned to my face. Before our lips touched again, I managed to get out an, "Only for tonight. Right?” He didn't have to say it back, though. He returned the words in the kiss. His hands trailed under the shirt I was wearing and rubbed my bare waist. I smiled under the kiss, hating how ticklish I was, but he ran his hands along my stomach relaxing me.

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…

Whenever I have fucked women, I have never seen their faces as I prefer to close my eyes, and every time I close my eyes, the image of Elena appears in the dark. But this time her image was blurring and it was getting replaced by someone else. I picked up the speed and the moans of the woman under me grew louder while I tried to focus on the image. The girl was looking a lot like Elena and she was illuminating light in the dark. With every thrust the image of the girl was getting clearer. I came hard the moment I recognized that the girl is none other than Nikki who is acting like a light in my dark.

"Smile." ------------ The ballroom was completely huge and stunning, to say the least. She had never seen anything like that before. Colourful decorations were hung on every spot with no wall, leaving minimal space with no decorations. The lighting wasn't too bright to the point that it burned peoples eyes or too low that they couldn't see a thing. It was perfect enough to set a dancing mode, and it felt very romantic; Harlow could help but be reminded of the moonlight night. Men were in their suits, and women in their chic dresses wandered around excitedly with huge grins contorting their bright faces. Everyone just looked too dazzling.

Whatever you want to call it! But he's impotent! What does he need a red room for?! I turned to ask him but the dark glimmer in his eyes seemed to hold all the answers I needed. I gulped. The dark shadows cast on his face made him look more dangerous. I wanted to flee for my life, but the call of flesh was stronger. I look forward to the promise of immense pleasure his eyes held. I gulped in anticipation as our gazes fought for a while. My cunt clenched with unbearable need.

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

After only a few minutes of trying to catch our breath in the dark room, the crazy heat between us started up all over again. Callan rolled onto his back, reaching out his big hands to grab my waist and pulling me up on top of him. "Get on top," he told me, his dark blue eyes looking right into mine. I didn't wait. I climbed over his legs, sitting right on his hips. I leaned down and licked his big chest, tasting his salty sweat and running my tongue all over his hard muscles. I grabbed his big, hard dick with my hand, holding it straight up. Slowly, I pushed my hips down, sliding his thick cock deep back inside my wet pussy.

“Keep it.” “If you read the contract properly, you’d know this conversation was inevitable,” he said flatly. “Have a good life, Ruby.” She turned to leave—but stopped. “I was stupid to think Caspian Blackwood would ever love me,” she said, her voice trembling. “To think you’d see me differently from the rest. But all you’ve ever cared about is power, luxury, and the Blackwood name.” She inhaled shakily. “Congratulations on being the perfect Blackwood man. And I’m sorry for loving someone who clearly doesn’t want to be loved.”