Novel & Cerita Dark Bully Romance Books

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Cara’s eyes were wide open and her heart was trying to breakout of her chest and run for its life, just at a single glance of their big masculine bodies, which were capable to snap her in two with their bare hands, if they wanted to. By the looks of their clothes which was dark denim jeans and white or black t-shirt with leather jacket and aura around them, they looked like bad boys. The bad boys you see in movies or read about them in novels, who like beating people around them for no reason. And just a mere thought sent a cold shiver down her spine. She looked around to see if someone will come forward to help Aria but no one was even daring to look in the direction. Her eyes again fell on

The library’s floor is polished, and it has a granite fireplace and a comfortable, well-worn sitting arrangement. I heave a sigh, relieved that Ms. Lennie isn’t around to reprimand me. I’ve always loved reading and collecting romance books at home, so seeing these shelves just makes my heart soar. I start my journey inside, searching for cookbooks. Instead, I stumble upon a book placed in a glass cage in the middle of the classics section. I lean forward, touching the glass as I try to read the title. It’s Macbeth and Hamlet by William Shakespeare. The air instantly abandons my lungs when I catch sight of the leather-bound cover. It’s very old but still stunning.

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

I'm sitting between Kahlo's legs with my back to his front as I read the book he bought me. It's a cute small-town romance with vanilla sex scenes. Something I would have enjoyed when I started I started reading but now it's boring. Bland. Where is the bully that makes the female lead's life a living hell but she still ends up with him? Where is the stalker or psychopath who doesn't know the meaning of privacy and personal space? Give me unhinged. Even better if it's the female because I can relate with them. But since Kahlo bought this book for me, I don't mind reading it. Although, it would be a little better if she at least got together with both guys. We all need some toxicity in our liv

I shuddered as he pulled me closer, his fingers threading through my hair. His touch burned, but it wasn’t the heat of love. It was the heat of domination. Of control. I didn’t want to admit it—but I felt something stir inside me, something that made my skin crawl and my chest tighten. It wasn’t just fear. It was something darker. Something terrifying.

I wondered if I was going to die of suffocation or burns. Shadow barked, a high pitched yelp that made me look back toward the house. The sky was almost blue compared to the demon crawling up the backside of the hill. She whined and pulled on the leash. All I had to do was make it to the garage. Shadow would never let me live it down if I didn't at least try. I forced my body to move up the hill again.

_______ This Book is DARK BULLY ROMANCE with themes like Revenge, bully, húmiliation, reverse harem, MMMF, MF, and dúbious cónsent. A. Gupta

Her whole body shook with rage. The big man backed up as she stormed towards the door, but halfway there, she stopped. She turned around slowly, her glowing red eyes locked on me. "What’s your fucking business with this book, huh?" she growled, every word dripping with raw hate. My mouth opened slightly. The words were stuck in my throat.