Dangerous Romance Bl Novels & Stories

Betty’s POV Rocco looked ready to lose his mind. He shoved past Blaze immediately, but Blaze grabbed his arm before he could rush outside. “I’m going there.” “You’re not going alone,” Damon said quickly. “Don't you understand it's dangerous for you to go there at this time? Don't you know that you might not come back alive?” “I don’t care!” “You should,” Blaze snapped. “If this is a trap and you run in there angry, you’ll get yourself killed too.”

He pulled me onto his lap, kissing me slow and deep. Damien kissed my neck. “We mean it. Every night. Every touch. You’re not going back to that cold life.” Lucas stayed quiet for a second, then spoke. “Say it again. Tell us you’re ours.” I was between them, hands on their chests. “I… I think I am. But this is dangerous.” Damien laughed softly. “Danger is the fun part. Feel this?” His hand slid under my bikini top, cupping me. “You’re still wet from the pool. I love that.”

“I mean, I know that you are seeing that banker and I also know that you both have been going out for a while” Mae’s heart dropped immediately those words came out of his mouth and she paled. “How.. wh…what do you mean?” She stuttered. Damian gave her a gentle smile. “I am not telling Alexander anything, if that is what you are worried about. I don’t tell him about most things you do, he appointed me to be your shadow. Most times I come into town without anyone knowing, I see you and your boyfriend by the docks. I am happy for you really”.

Renzo whispered softly in my ear and I shuddered as I felt myself breathe harshly when his warm breath touched my burning flesh. I swallowed two times before I was able to croak a yes to him and he kissed the top of my head. “Now she is blindfolded, which means she trusts him entirely. She knows that he will never hurt her, even though she doesn’t know what will happen next to her. All she knows is she is safe and he will pleasure her.” He said while his arms circled my waist then brought flush against his chest and I felt every move of his muscles whenever he breathed.

She can't believe sir Francis would question her about that. "I trust you. This is my first time helping so tell me if there is anything I can do." A maid picks up a tray of glasses filled with champagne. She turns around and bumps Charles. The champagne spills on his expensive flowery shirt and shorts. Charles is an extremely good looking guy with a slender physique. Charles clenches his fist tightly as he feels the anger boiling inside of him. He is the last child of the Viva who loves the fun and crazy lifestyle. He is literally a spoilt brat.

⚠️🔞 TRIGGER WARNINGS (DARK ROMANCE): ⚠️🔞 This is a DARK ROMANCE book with heavy, raw, and non-traditional themes. It contains highly sensitive content that some readers may find uncomfortable, triggering, or disturbing. This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics

“If I did, you wouldn’t be shaking.” She hated that he noticed. Hated that he was right. “Then why does it feel like I’m losing control every time you’re near me?” she asked. His hand lifted slowly, giving her time to stop him. She didn’t. His knuckles brushed her jaw, feather light, almost not there. “Because you want to.” Her breath hitched. “You say that like it’s a crime.” “In my world,” he said, thumb tracing the line of her chin, “wanting the wrong thing is the most dangerous thing you can do.”

I walked towards him. "I was waiting for you. We need to talk." He said dryly, placing his hands into his pockets. "I am all ears." I said. "Blaze told me about your fling with that damn woman." He said, emphasizing the word fling. I bit my lower lip, looking away, embarrassed. "Stay away from my daughter. I will not let you, or your slut hurt my daughter or grandchild." He said firmly. "I will not." I said confidently. "I can not stay away from Bella nor my baby." I added firmly. I breathed deeply, running my hand through my hair as I confessed. "I love Bella."

“But slower, this time. I want to feel every part of you. I want you to remember this night every time you close your eyes.” She giggled—a small, delighted sound. “Are you always this demanding, Mr. Romanov?” “Only with you, Mrs. Blackwood,” I shot back, claiming the forbidden name, savoring the flush that crept across her chest. She cupped my face, reverent, her gaze serious now. “It’s dangerous, loving you.” I pinned her wrists above her head, hovering over her, my tongue tracing the line of her collarbone. “It’s more dangerous for anyone who tries to take you from me.”

"Who knows? Maybe I want to see how far you'll go to keep up." He held my gaze, "Careful, Maya. That kind of game can get dangerous." "Maybe that's exactly what I want." Roman leaned back slightly, the corner of his mouth twitching like he was trying not to smile too much. "Dangerous doesn't scare you, does it?" I tilted my head. "No. I think danger keeps things interesting." His gaze dropped briefly to my lips, then rose to meet my eyes again—slow and intense. "Then maybe you're hanging around the right guy."