Dark Love Book Novels & Stories

He tasted her tears, blood and saliva at the same moment. What would happen when Demon really caged an innocent young soul in his Demonic love? Welcome in DEMON'S CAGED Love [A/N :- A Semi-Dark Love Story of DEMON and SOUL. This book has some dark and disturbing content so read at your own risk. 18+ content] ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

, 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 ".

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.

In my view, the world stretched beyond the confines of romantic love. I excelled in my studies and ventured into the business world. I possessed knowledge, had connections, and I'm on par with anyone else. Linda's attempts at sweetly belittling me had no effect. Just when it seemed like she wanted to say more, I waved my hand. "If you don't want to anger me further, please leave and let me rest." Linda fell silent instantly. After a long while, I heard the sound of her leaving as she pushed the door.

It was as if he understood the real me. - Today was a typical sunny October day. As usual I sat under the shade of my favorite tree during lunch, engrossed in a dark romance novel. The passionate exchanges between the characters had my heart racing with each page I turned. I was so lost in the fictional world that I didn't notice Asher approaching until he was there, next to me. Startled, I bit my lip as I tried to regain my composure. Asher, however, had already swiped the book from my hands, a mischievous glint in his gorgeously dark eyes.

My voice was solemn. I knew things were difficult. As expected, Selene's sob came through the phone and my heart sank. I shouldn't have treated my woman that way. Selene was my lover, the one I truly love, and remembering everything that happened earlier, I knew I fucked up. I was mean. "Selene..." I called remorsefully. Selene's sob got louder. "You promised me you wouldn't love her. Didn't you tell me she was nothing but a pawn in your game? Severin, you, you've fallen for her." Her words slurred as she cried out through the phone.

She glanced back down at the leather-bound book resting on the floorboards beside her. The empty pages seemed to stare up at her, daring her to turn them. With a trembling hand, she picked it up again, the leather warm against her palm. She knew she should get up, should finish unpacking, should do something practical, anything to distract herself from the throbbing between her legs. But she couldn't. She was hooked. The anonymous writer had become a guide, a seductress whispering secrets into her ear, and Pinky was a willing student, desperate to learn every lesson.

Shame crashed over me in waves, but it couldn’t drown the sudden, aching throb. He was standing so close I could see the dark lashes framing those burning silver eyes, the way his broad chest rose and fell calmly while mine came fast and shallow. Gods help me. This was wrong. So very wrong. And yet, I leaned ever so slightly toward him before I caught myself. But as I turned to leave, to escape his ever-too-hot presence and the dangerous words still echoing in my ears, Soren’s hand shot out.

And now the means sits before me, if only I continue playing my cards right. Roman's dark reputation initially gave me pause. But the more I'm around him, the more certain I become that his ruthless nature is precisely what I need to fuel my vengeance. With him as my mate, none will dare stand in my way. Not even Dorian, though he desperately tries. Again and again he's accosted me, begging me to change my mind. Swearing I'm his true mate despite all evidence to the contrary. It sickens me to recall how deeply his lies hooked into my naive heart before. How easily I believed his proclamations of love and devotion, blind to the viper lurking beneath.

I’d sooner sleep under a bridge for the rest of my life! Brilliant dark eyes raked over her impassively. “Alrighty then... Go now, I have nothing more to say to you.” “Oh, but I do! I’m not finished yet,” Lara asserted with venom. “Three years ago, you came into my life like a dark shadow and you tried to destroy it. There is no human being alive whom I hate more than you! And why did you set out to wreck my life? Out of nothing more than arrogant vanity, selfishness, and lust. It didn’t matter to you that I was engaged to another man or that I loved that man. It didn’t matter that you might hurt him as much as you hurt me.”