Blind Date With A Book Dark Romance Novels & Stories

And revenge. For his dangerous tattooed queen. The one who killed him. The one he would make his, no matter how many lifetimes it took. This is a streamy Dark Fantasy Werewolf Romance book you don't want to miss for anything. Believe me when I tell you, you don't want to miss this.

Elena's POV “Your what?!” I blurt out with my voice echoing through the quiet space. Ryan Blackwood just stands there calm as ever with his hands tucked into his pockets like he’s talking about the weather. His dark hair falls slightly over his forehead and his eyes... those cold, unreadable eyes... don’t even flinch. “I said,” he repeats slowly, “I want you to pose as my girlfriend for two months. Nothing more.” I blink at him, sure I must’ve heard wrong.

The wedding was supposed to be routine. I’d shot dozens like it. But the second I stepped into the bridal suite for pre-ceremony candids, everything changed. He was standing by the window in a perfect black suit that hugged his broad shoulders and narrow waist like it was custom-made for sin. Tall, dark hair cropped short, sharp jaw, and eyes so dark they looked black under the light. The groom. Damien. Our eyes locked across the room and the air went electric.

She switched off her phone and walked toward the counter to work. Lying down on the bed, Leah covered her legs with the blanket and grabbed her book which she was recently reading. She kept turning page after page until one of the lines caught her attention. 'Burying a storm inside is nothing but your end of the path'. She remembered Igneel's words and looked at the vase placed on the table with dead Camellia flowers. A smile made its way to her lips when she suddenly remembered the best days of her life which was almost a decade ago.

“Don't be silly. I have done that every night since we got into this relationship, years ago. When will you stop thanking me?” He didn't stop his sweet assault. His thumb grazed my clit, and I bit back a sharp moan. “I'm practically blind because seeing colors doesn't count. But you do this for me every night, even though…” He pressed his lips to mine, cutting me off. I ran my hands up and down his back, committing to memory his muscular toned body, and trying to imagine what he looked like. I hated that I couldn't see him. I hated being blind. Landon didn't stop kissing me, and I didn't pull away either. I wanted this man, every bit of him.

~Elara~ With my heart beating erratically I closed the bedroom door, sitting at the edge of the bed. I couldn't believe I almost kissed Dravon. I couldn't believe I didn't kiss Dravon. I had been anticipating this moment for a long time. Those full lips of his were so attractive that anyone would want to have a taste, but yet I turned him down. His face had been so close, so close that if I had reached out, I would have claimed his lips. The flecks of gold that flashed across his blue eyes as though his wolf was trying to take over. I can still feel the shards of fire in my stomach from that scene.

This is surviving. I push the thoughts away and focus on the altar ahead. The church is decorated with thousands of white flowers and flickering candles. It's beautiful, romantic, everything a wedding should be. Everything except real. As we get closer, I finally look at him. Blaze stands waiting in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, devastatingly handsome. For a moment I can almost pretend this is real, that he chose me because he loves me. Our eyes meet, and the illusion shatters. His gaze is intense… the look of a man about to take possession of something he's purchased. There's no warmth, no affection. Just cold, ruthless ownership.

That is one thing I refuse to let happen. #darkromance #billionaireromance #fierceheroine #sassy #comeback #secondchance #bd.sm. #hiddenpregnancy #controlling and #dominatinghero ____ This is the second book in a two book series: The Tormentor Series. Book One: My Boss Is My Tormentor is completed and you can read it before this one. ------ RYAN ------

He figured why risk going back to the Black Hole Café after what happened only a few hours ago? He sat at the counter and ordered some food. But he wasn’t the only one there at the counter. The most delicious blond human sat beside him reading a book while she ate her own food. He couldn’t see the title of the book until he looked into the reflection of the napkin holder. Okay, that was a surprise. The book cover looked nothing like the woman that sat beside him. It clearly was something steamy and if he wasn’t mistaken but there was a wolf in the background with the moon. Either werewolves or monsters fascinated her in relation to romance. Or she knew they existed and thought, those books a

“Wait here, I’m going to give you something that will help you relax.” Before I could make a protest, she was gone out of my sight. Girl number eleven was now too close to Ace, as if she wanted to sit on her lap. She kept nudging for his biceps, rubbing her arms against Ace’s from time to time. Ace seemed to be oblivious of the lustful stares he was getting from the girls flocking around him. “Got it” Karen came back catching he breathe with three books in her hands. “Here.” “What am I going to do with these?” grabbing the offered books to me, the book on top was entitled ‘Fifty Shades of Grey.’