Dark Kidnapping Romance Books Novels & Stories

he growled against my neck. “I….I love…crazy.” I stammered. “Good.” He backed away from me, and in the dim light walked to a cabinet in the corner, pulling out a cuff and a blindfold. My breath caught as the metal of the cuff glinted faintly. I had watched videos of girls being tied up, blindfolded, and fucked, but I had never actually done anything like it. Lee had always preferred his sex safe and calm. Not dark and dangerous.

I furrowed my eyebrows, before steadying myself, darting my eyes to the computer screen. And what I saw… Made my blood run cold. Made my world stop spinning around me. CHAPTER 24 LORENZO Amber was dead. I couldn’t believe what I was reading. She’d died in a car accident… The same night that we slept together. I could feel my lungs constrict in terror, praying that this was just a fucked-up joke. That I was trapped in a fucking nightmare. But I wasn’t. The words were very, very real. Plastered across the laptop in plain sight.

My hand shakes so badly the parchment crinkles. ‎ ‎I don’t realize I’m pacing until my heel knocks against something hollow. I freeze. Slowly, I crouch, pressing my ear against the floorboard. Hollow. My nails dig into the edge, prying it loose. The wood groans before giving way, revealing a small cavity stuffed with more folded letters. ‎ ‎I yank them out, heart racing as I scan each one. ‎‎ She must never become Queen. Do whatever is needed. - C This seems to be dated before I married Dravon.

I couldn’t breathe, my lungs refused to draw in a breath. Dante’s voice was quiet and dangerous, rough with warning as he said, “Because I missed you.” He directed a cold smirk at me as he added, "Little sister." _____ Hello, dear readers. I write Dark Romance- about mafia, bully, arrange marriage, obsessed anti-heroes that you'll always fall in love with. And the theme of this book is the same. But this is the first time I am writing a book with mmfm. And if you skipped the Introduction, please note, this book will be DARK, with various themes you might not be comfortable with.

I clawed at his shoulders, drawing fresh lines that glowed with the bond's power, blood welling up only to be licked away in hungry strokes. "Harder," I begged, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him closer. "Make me yours completely." He obliged, hips snapping faster, the table creaking under us as he buried himself to the hilt over and over. The watchtower's shadows danced with the flickering light from our marks, casting us in an eerie glow that matched the danger outside. Dorian's earlier words about shelter faded into irrelevance as we lost ourselves—James's pack might hunt us, my coven might chant their severing spells, but here, nothing existed beyond the wet sounds of his cock

Marcus turned his head toward me and his voice came out as a tired whisper: “Jordan… I never want to stop after this. Never ever.” A smile tugged at the corners of my lips. I looked into his eyes and felt the dark truth settle deep inside me. There was no guilt anymore, only that pure, vicious need I had come to know and he had come to appreciate. “Me neither,” I whispered back. “This is who we are now.” I closed my eyes in the afterglow as my body trembled with exhaustion and satisfaction. The complete corruption washed over me like a warm wave. I belonged to Alex, we both did and the darker it got the more I craved it.

But then he laughs, a cute sound that makes my stomach flip. "Just kidding, babe," he says, setting the flowers down and pulling a small black box out of his pocket. "I know you hate pink. These are for show." Oh, he knows. Good thing he didn't lose an eye before confession. He opened the box, and inside, nestled on black satin, was the most stunning black necklace I had ever seen. The pendant was so dark it looked like velvet, a single, vibrant ruby at its center. "Happy Anniversary, my love," he smiled wide. "I wanted to give you a piece of my darkness, a part of my soul that only you can see."

But then the sunlight dimmed, shadows creeping across the field like ink spilled on canvas. Her face blurred, the edges melting into darkness. A sharp, searing pain tore through my chest as I saw the bright red stain spread across her white dress, blood blooming like a cruel flower. "No! Valentina!" I screamed, my voice breaking, tears burning my eyes. "Please don't leave me! You promised!" Her smile was the last thing I saw before she vanished, swallowed by shadows. --- I jolted awake, heart pounding wildly, sweat plastering my hair to my forehead. The cool night air kissed my damp skin as I tried to steady my ragged breathing. My room was cloaked in darkness, moonlight slipping through the

James Crane was the shape I'd seen in the distance. He was also dressed and looking handsome in a black tux. His blue eyes were piercing in their intensity. The love in them stole the breath from my lungs. I wondered why Alicia had lied to me. I wanted to ask why people were here,but I didn't ask any of those questions. I just watched James drop to his knee. Oh my God. It was happening. "You are the most important person in my life. I don't want to live another day without you. At the risk of being sappy,you complete me. Please marry me."

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.