Dark Age Gap Romance Books Novels & Stories

Rage and longing collided, and before she could stop herself, she grabbed his shirt, fisting it tight, and dragged his mouth down to hers. The kiss was fire and fury, teeth and tongues clashing, both of them pouring every unspoken truth into it. It wasn’t tender. It wasn’t sweet. It was war. When they finally broke apart, breathless, Grace’s voice was a rasp. “Damn you, Damien Black.” His lips curved into the ghost of a smile. “Too late for that, Grace. You’re already mine.”

[Francis Davis, 1990-2023] No final words of wisdom and no heartfelt farewells. Just the dates marking the beginning and end of their stories, with a tiny dash in between to represent everything in between. That tiny dash was their whole world. They fell hard for each other, fought fiercely, and in the end, they went down together.

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

Rowan covered me closely from behind as we got back into the car. He drove while music hummed through the speakers. I rode a pulse of excitement and dread. Rowan was never up to anything tame. The car finally stopped and my heart doubled when I realized we were heading underground. The vibe was all danger and promise. “Where is this?” I asked as Rowan lent me a hand to come out of the car. “Don’t worry. You will like it,” he said. “It’s called the Dark Night.” “Dark Night? But it’s three in the afternoon,” I said as I checked the time again to be sure.

I stared, letting my dark amusement flare. “No.” “Disappointing.” I couldn’t help the twitch of a smile. “You’re in my house now.” “Romantic,” he said faintly. I leaned closer, voice low, dangerous, intimate. “Don’t misunderstand, Nikolai. This isn’t mercy.” His faint smile widened slightly. “Good.”

With two claps of my hands, the lights went off and I languidly slipped under the covers and searched for the e-book version of the steamiest romance novel my mind has ever had to process. I often sought solace in the comforting umbra of these silent walls. I discovered at a very tender age that the dark is your companion when you do not want to be haunted by knowing. I did not want to know the truth, or what I feared to be the truth, so I ran into the welcoming arms of darkness and explicitly narrated sexual endeavours between a young woman and an older man who both know what kind of service their bodies need. As I scrolled through the page and allowed my imagination to take care of the res

Sophie is a typical romantic young woman. The books she reads most are romance fiction stories and the rules inside the books had become her treasured wisdom. "Let me tell you, in this type of properly arranged blind date, you will not be able to find any suitable partners. It is too old-fashioned. Everyone who comes will be prepared with their hearts filled with expectations and imaginations. When they really meet, they will not have any feelings anymore. The type of fate that comes unexpectedly is more reliable. For example, at a supermarket, when he reaches for something and accidentally hits you or he is pushing a trolley and accidentally knocks into you.......

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“Well, we’ll have to keep trying until it’s a girl, don’t we? I’m ready to spend every night practicing.” Paige mock-glared. “In your dreams, Mister Peterson.” I grinned, kissing her back. Acknowledgements Thank you so much for reading Forbidden Fiancé and for taking this journey with me through all eight books in the Dominating Desires series. Your love for these characters, their messy hearts, and their forbidden romances means more to me than I can ever put into words. Thank you to all my beta readers, editor, proofreader, arc readers, bloggers and book lovers, bookstragramers, I couldn’t have done this without you.

Shadow raised her head to smell it, her big brown eyes curious, but upon finding it to be nothing other than frustrating ideas, she resettled. It had seemed so easy at first glance. Audrey and Ray had fallen in love once; I knew they could do it again. I had buzzed through my shift, sprinted home, and hopped on the computer for research. Fast forward two hours and I had no results. Everything I found was either too complex or too reminiscent of “The Parent Trap”. I had no idea how to get these two people to fall in love, let alone how to get them in the same room. My balloon of hope and excitement was quickly deflating, reality a slow leak sinking it. My phone chimed, and the noise startled