Dark Fantasy Romance Audiobooks Novels & Stories

But then, Ephraim wouldn't give me a peaceful sleep right now. "Woman." He said t with his dangerous and authoritative voice. "Fuck you, Your Majesty, I'm sleepy," I murmured, still eyes closed. While my eyes still closed and with my sleepy mind suddenly ask 'What is he doing here early in the morning?' Muntik nakong napasigaw ng may humila sa kamay ko ng marahas patayo kaya napa dilat ako sa mga mata ko. Shit my arm hurts. I glared at him. Winakli ko ang kamay kong hawak nito at umupo sa kama.

I sip some alcohol as I remember the picture of Rhyiuz and Amalia on Rhyiuz's phone the night when something happened between us. "You're not Feinah, Shasta…" I bitterly reminded myself of the reality. "No one can love you, except yourself. Do not dream that he'll gonna reciprocate your feeling. It's not his fault if you let him do you're his. Wake up!" I whispered, only the wind can hear and only the moon and stars can witness. Love is dangerous. It can either destroy someone or build someone but I know which part I am going and I need to wake up before I can't save myself.

He's in the Viva family and he has to stay no matter what. ​Victor stares at his laptop screen blankly. His eyes emotionless. His private office dominated with novels on the shelves seems to be a void to him. Victor is the author of several best selling crime thrillers. He has been writing for over twenty years but as of lately he can't. His imagination is blocked as he can't even type on a word. He does not know what the problem is. He has taken walks around the parks. Read other books. Even lied on the cold tiles whether something good would come out of it but nothing yet. Catherine opens the door and walks in.

He might kick me out and I would just die. “This is amazing,” I managed to whisper, still breathless at the sight. “You like it?” “Like it?” My amazement hung in my voice, and I spun on my heels to face Dante, who was leaning at the door. “Are you kidding me? I am in love with it. It’s like heaven on earth.” The corner of Dante’s lips twitched. “The best part is that more than half of the books are horror, thriller and paranormal.” “No fricken way!” My jaw dropped, and I held back the girlie squeal that hung in my throat. And I thought this place couldn’t get any better.

Fenrik My mind raced with uneasiness. She lowered my hand to her plumped breast as I caressed them thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned. She moved her mouth from my lips, kissing down my chest, as they landed on my nipples. She sucked on them with deep intensity. “Arrrgghh! Hmmm!” I moaned and groaned, my neck straining as I tried to settle my eyes on the moon ahead of us. “Do you like that, my Lycan?” Maera teased, her voice settling on me like ice on hot iron. “Or do you want me to go lower?”

I hissed as I heard her receding footsteps fade until she was out. She might have a recorder and be sent here by the Luna to get evidence to use, which would put me in trouble. Gosh! And I was thinking about trusting her. With a loud hiss, I huddled right there in silence as I awaited my cruel fate, but just then, a few minutes after she left, the passway door to the dungeon creaked open, and I was faced with something that made my breath catch in my throat as my heart seared apart, shudders of horror running down my spine as I let out a blood-curdling scream, trembling so hard, praying it would all turn into an illusion.

Literaly. "Daniel." It was a soft whisper but it was enough to rouse him from his sleep. "Yeah?" He replied to his lover. But he was surprised to see she was asleep. Was she pranking him? "Daniel." He heard it again and this time he confirmed it wasn't Annabelle. Before he could enquire about the mysterious voice or wake Annabelle,a gold light suddenly enveloped him. His eyes became blank and golden and he rose from the bed. "Put on some clothes and go outside your room." The voice whispered again.

My bare pussy already throbbed with anticipation as I took my seat front and center. Professor Kane began his lecture on forbidden desires in literature. His eyes found mine almost immediately. I smiled innocently at first, then slowly uncrossed my legs, letting my knees fall apart just enough. The desk hid most of it from the class, but not from him. I trailed my fingers up my inner thigh, stroking the sensitive skin above my stockings. His gaze darkened. When he asked a question about reckless passion, I answered in a soft, breathy voice, leaning forward so my breasts nearly spilled out. “Sometimes the good girl needs to break every rule, Professor. Don’t you think the thrill of getting ca

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

I didn’t think I’d meet up with him, but if he put in the effort to come see me, I’d make time for him. Then there was Dane. Goddess, just his name had me clenching my thighs together. He was a high risk, but I swiped right on Dane because he was everything I had ever wanted, fantasy-wise. And if I ever met up with him, that’s all it would ever be: a fantasy. When I picked a book off of my TBR shelf to read the dirtiest, smuttiest, violent-filled dark romance novel, I pictured a man like Dane. Yeah, he’s my favorite too.