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“You old charmer. If only I were ten years younger. " "Put another ten up, you still wouldn't be safe from me." While Eleanor burst into ecstatic giggling, his partner Gian rolled his eyes and began systematically to devour his food. Even if Maddox gave the impression that he was not aware of the world around him, he did. Gian and everyone else in his life thought Maddox was a casanover who didn’t miss a rock and he did everything to maintain this image. Very few knew that he had no interest in women, but it was better if it remained a secret. After all, you didn't have to hang up everything and that was nobody's business.

My fingers dug into his ass cheek to spread him wide open while we frotted before the head of my dick was made to tease his hole again and again. The shower still ran in the background as we lost ourselves in each other. Teamates, rivals, lovers, or now maybe something darker and hotter. I knew this would not stop at one night because the forbidden pull was too strong, the musk and sweat and passion was too addictive for it. There would be more. Other nights I mean. “I might cum,” he breathed. I held him close with my hand placed possessively on his hip. "We are not done here Kai. Not even close. So, don't you dare cum.”

… Author Tina Nwuba: “This is a dark romance book, readers. So, expect the worst to happen. I hope you have your cups of popcorn and are seated for the next actions! <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>”.

“If love blooms by the end of the contract and once he knots you, you’re stuck there, impaled on him while he fills you over and over. There's no pulling away, no safe word. Just you and a royal lycan beast who needs to breed.” The image flooded my mind. I imagined Victor’s gentle hazel eyes turning feral. His strong body pinning me down. That knot swelling inside me until I felt like I would break. My scar pulsed faintly under my habit, as if remembering every time I had been marked by something supernatural.

But with a book, there was never any end. London announced her presence with her light footsteps. She sat on the other couch, in a pair of black leggings and a pink sweater. Dunbar brought her clothes on his return trips to the island, and he outfitted her with clothing that clung to her curves perfectly. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and I kept picturing my hand fisting it as I shoved my cock into her mouth. Now that days had passed, I was eager to fuck her again. Without even trying, she had a naturally beautiful face. Her green eyes sparkled like emeralds in a treasure chest. Her fair skin reddened easily under my palm. I wondered if her ass would have the same reaction. I kep

The kiss deepened, and my mind was spinning—flooded with a mixture of fear and a strange, twisted longing. I didn’t want this, didn’t want him. But every part of me wanted more. The darkness he offered was intoxicating, like drowning in a pool of gasoline and fire. I knew it would burn me, I knew it would destroy me, but I couldn’t stop myself from falling deeper into it. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, pulling away just enough to look at me, his gaze dark and triumphant. “You’re mine,” he whispered again, this time his voice low and full of a kind of madness. “You’re mine to do with as I please.”

But eventually, she surrenders… not out of weakness, but because love this forbidden cannot be denied. Dante, the man who swore to ruin her, is a world unto himself. In his kingdom, there are no rules. He is controlling. Obsessive. Jealous. Ruthless. A dark ruler forged from hate and vengeance. Yet the woman he vowed to destroy becomes the one he is willing to give up everything, even his life, for. Together, they are chaos and fire. Destruction and love. The beginning of an ending that should never exist. Trigger Warnings This book ventures into dark places. Some scenes are raw. Some are heavy. And not everything is safe. It contains sexual content, abuse, and emotional intensity that may n

A breathtaking lady walked in and the soft clicking sound of her beautiful black heels accompanied her steps. She was wearing a beautiful red gown that hugged her body in all the right places. Her hair was in a ponytail and her face had minimal makeup that made her eyes appear sharp and her lips look plump. She had a small smile on her face as she stopped beside Axel and latched onto his arm.

Her power falters as I storm toward her, the ground cracking under my feet. ‎ ‎She throws up her hands, dark energy flashing but it shatters against me like glass. I slam into her, sending her sprawling into the ground. Her dark magic is useless against me. ‎ ‎“YOU TOUCHED HER,” I roar, voice so deep it rattles through the clouds. ‎

The sight of it brought back a flood of memories, bittersweet and poignant. “You are a lover of dark romance?” I asked, narrowing my eyes in shock. The question hung in the air, almost surreal. Cole looked at me and then at the cover of the book. “Yes, I am. I’m actually a lover of dark romance and I really like this book. I have read it before, but then I just skim through some pages when I’m bored or better still when I want to reconnect back with the characters,” Cole said, his voice filled with a quiet passion. Gosh, he was using the exact words I would have used if I was the one asked the question.