Dark Historical Romance Novels & Stories

~~~~~ Here is the blurb of the story ~ He loved her enough to burn the world—until she lit the match that destroyed him. Serena believed she had buried her past the day she vanished, but fate threw her back into the fire the moment she landed at the feet of ruthless Mafia king Matteo Russo, the man she once loved…and betrayed. To keep her family alive, Serena can't reveal the truth. Matteo doesn't want answers either. All he wants is revenge. He plans to take it inch by inch, chaining her freedom, breaking her spirit, and seducing her into surrender—even if it ruins him too. The problem is, he is still drawn to her like fire to gasoline.

27HIS DARK DESIRES Chapter Twenty seven "I AM YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE, CESAR" The confession hung in the air like a physical blow. Cesar’s grip on her chin tightened, his knuckles turning white. His heart was thudding so violently against his ribs that he was certain she could hear it. Looking into those fierce hazel eyes of hers, he saw a ghost. He saw the girl he had broken, the one he had buried beneath his ruthlessness and a loveless marriage.

he murmured, eyefucking her entire body. She inhaled deeply and opened her eyes, and his blue orbs met hers. Scarlett wanted to be fucked by him now that he was entirely exposed in front of her and Scarlett was feeling his body with her hands; they were basically just fuck buddies. Scarlet's father was Damien's business partner, and she is a well-known model. She fell in love with his looks at first sight, or desire, and ventured to propose a deal to him at a party held by her father, despite knowing how dangerous he is. Surprisingly, he agreed.

I was about to give the beast within me free rein but before I could do that,I heard arguments at the gate leading to the dungeons. I decided to pay it no mind because no intruder could come into my house. I was the most powerful Don for a reason. I continued on my mission of removing his fingers and listening to his cry of pain. It felt therapeutic. I heard the sound of boots clicking. I turned back to glance at the person who dared to interrupt what I thought of as my therapy session. I looked back only to see the most beautiful sight ever. This sight had no words to describe it. I looked back to see Adrianna,the soon to be Reyna of the Italian Mafia unbeknownst to her, strutting in dresse

I don’t know why it’s like a magnet, pulling me towards her. “I love you,I love you” I chanted,easing myself into her as she screamed,I began to thrust in and out of her as thunder rumbled outside…….. immediately the rain began to pour heavily. I know I’ve offended the elders I know there’ll be trouble on the morrow but I don’t care, I’ll face the consequences. .. .. 💕Lady Miranda’s POV 💕 .. .. “Something is definitely wrong,I sense it,I can feel it…… The King has offended the elders and there’ll be trouble, I placed the black stones on the floor as his pets face appeared.

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

"You don't fucking get it, Bro. I can't sleep without my girl, and I won't sleep until she's back with me. She's in bad shape, and she's with a bunch of prisoners and rapists. It makes me sick thinking about what's happening to her right now. I love you like a brother, so I'm gonna give it to you straight. She's off the fucking market, Der. Casey's not just my girlfriend, and I'm not just giving her a whirl to see if I like her or not. She's my fucking future. I love Casey with everything I am. If I could marry her and make her my wife, I would do it right now." Fury filled Derek's eyes as he started aggressively packing our bags with water and food. "But after Danielle, you said you would n

, she said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".

Juliet tried to ignore the feeling of his eyes on her as she moved about the kitchen to grab a packet of hot chocolate powder to add to her coffee. They ate in silence, and Juliet felt tense in the quiet. She glanced at him as he took a large gulp of his coffee. "How can you drink that?" She was unable to hide her disgust at the black liquid and relaxed when he let out a laugh as he pointed at the homemade mocha in front of her. “Black coffee is good. Dark roast is best, but your weak medium will do.” He said as he nudged her side with his elbow. “How can you drink that? You made it a cup of pure sugar.”

At least, my tolerance level is higher with him. At seven PM, he shot out of nowhere and waltzed into the studio with a pink bouquet—Pink? God! For two years we've been dating, and he still doesn't know I hate the color pink. If he even brought a black flower, I'd marry him right there. I swear to God. I'm not a normal romance girl; hell, I hate sweet cuddling, cutie, all butterflies and rainbows stuff. I want raw passion, dark obsession, bone-chilling love—call me weird; I don't fucking care.