Novel & Cerita Best Dark Romances

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.

Something intrigues him and he decided to make her his. That day, she lost her every hope, he got his all reasons to live. She lost her light, he got his sunshine. And he came into her life like an angel, that what she thinks and pulled her out of her darkness to another world, to another world of danger and guns. What will happen when the king of darkness falls for the soul of light.?? What will happen, when she gave her heart to the man of the mafia world unaware of his true identity.??? How their love will survive in the world of darkness with some truths which are going to turn their lives ups and downs.

We were both deep into our favorite meals when he finally said, “the perfect woman has long dark brown hair, thick and wavy or curly, something I can get lost in, and hold onto. It’s pretty much to her ass. She’s a bit shorter than me, but not a deal breaker. Her body is perfectly curvy, full chest, nice ass … she’s NOT a twig. I’m not a dog, I’m not feasting on a pile of bones. She’s smarter than me, she maybe speaks another language. We have to be completely compatible in bed, I mean it’s gotta be on fire. I can’t marry a girl that is boring in bed, shit I’d rather become a priest and I’m an atheist.

"Yes, Babe go on." "You like that?" "Yes lick it more babe, hmm that's it you're hitting the spot." "Love it? Louder babe." "Oh yes, go on!" I am here in the dark garden with the guy, maybe God knows him, but not me. I missed this. It's been weeks since my last. He's so good. We met earlier and decided not to attend the poem reading. Well, this a lot way better than that. He stood up and kissed my neck. He faced me on the ground , I know what he wants. So I bent down , he raised my skirt up to my waist and he unbuckled his pants.

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.

But my body is a traitor. His eyes drop to my lips again, his thumb brushing slowly over my wrist. The subtle movement is electric. "I need to leave," I whisper. "No, you don't," he counters. And then his head descends, slowly, deliberately. Until he kisses me. It's not a tender kiss, not romantic. It's something darker that I can't explain. I should fight him. I should. But then his tongue traces my bottom lip, too teasing, too enticing, and the fragile walls I've built around myself begin to crumble.

"If I go down... promise me you'll step in. Show mercy. Keep the pact alive." Shane nodded. Jake drank another mouthful. "Good." The two stood in shadow, plotting outside the line of honor. Dawn approached with the promise of steel and blood. And Alpha Jake would not let anyone-including his own honor-stand between him and his mate. Because love, revenge, and desperation... thrive in the darkness.

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His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, tender and sensitive, but the moment the thick head of his cock pressed against me, the ache turned into something hotter.

Paired with this white nasty dress, I figured that I could ask the delivery man which color soothes me better. After which, he will tell me which shade of each color. My clit has the darkest black piercing, the kind that shimmers yet soaks into the pit of my leaking precum. Maybe compliments it. My pierced clit is an appetizer, something that when you spank your cock on it, it spreads a dose of chilly wetness all over your bad cock. It's the same reason I don't have a bestie.