Dark Love Book Novels & Stories

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

She opened her laptop with shaky fingers. “The Erotic Haunting: Spectral Desire in Wuthering Heights…” She made it three paragraphs before his mouth descended. Damien knelt between her thighs, pushed her legs wider, and dragged his tongue slowly up her center. Kenzie’s voice cracked mid-sentence. “The way Heathcliff’s… fuck… obsession blurs the line between love and… possession…” He sucked her clit hard, then gentled, alternating until her hips rolled against his face. Every time she faltered, he stopped.

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

I state, because I will never stop loving him. “I love you too, pretty boy. I always will.” His voice is filled with so much love and there is no denying that Nikolai and I were meant for each other. He's my love, my peace, my husband. Always and Forever. ……. I can literally feel my eyes water as I come to the end of the book. It has been a roller coaster of emotions. I wouldn’t have done this without my readers' support. Thank you all for giving me this chance and I’m so glad that you guys liked my book. It is my first time trying to write a MM book and I ended up getting your love. Mind you, this is not goodbye. Book two of the series will be released soon and the couples there will be Iri

That’s why his darkness lured me in, because my darkness wanted to be freed. There was no denying anymore that I love him, I love him beyond anything you can possibly imagine. I wish I could run back, and tell him that but it would be of no use. As he said, he could never love me. And now, he hated me. How funny that my darkness is what makes him hate me, while it’s his darkness that makes me love him. Yes, how funny. To be Continued......

This time, however, Johhan had to pull himself together, convey Damon's message and convince everyone that they had a very serious problem. The charm of the sorceress could be washed away in the waters of the Lake of Darkness, but true love cannot. Therefore, the only solution was to end the existence of the "infected", because love had great power and was able to completely change the demon in such a way that eventually it could not be included in this race. Love was the force that terrified the creatures of Darkness far more than the most powerful white magic spell cast by the most powerful wizard. Love was the key to all good, and the strongest "weapon" of the Light's side. That is why, i

So he took advantage of being home on sick leave and spent whole days on his laptop, searching the Internet across the globe for the most reliable sources possible. Maria, after long conversations with her husband and Miguel, let herself be persuaded and promised that she would find some way to contact Nadir, but the search was more difficult than she thought. Firstly, Maria didn't know exactly what to look for, and secondly, where, after all, she didn't know anyone interested in something like black magic and summoning demons. But one night the answer came to her by itself, in a dream in which Maria saw quite clearly the book she was looking for and a spell that would help her contact the c

“Why am I here? What do you want from me? I was with someone in the bar. Is he here too? Are you holding him too? I’m losing circulation in my hands.” Heloise had all she could do to refrain from giggling with delight over her former lover’s distress. It gave her intense satisfaction to see him suffer, even if it wasn’t the type of suffering she felt he should be experiencing. It was at least suffering and a prelude to the emotional turmoil that awaited him and his mousy little lover girl. It was bad enough to discover that he’d been bonded to the next ruler of shadow land without learning that he was happily in love with her. It was just too unfair.

This took a lot of weight off not only my back, but also the entire wizards and sorceress community. And you, dear reader, I hope that with this story, you will look a little more favorably on this darker part of our supernatural world. I know, probably most of you do not believe in its existence, after all, as the world changed, people began to forget that magic surrounds them everywhere, but I hope that this story will help you one way or another. Maybe it will give you hope and faith that love really has tremendous power? Because I tell you, even the greatest of dark magic bends when love emanates from the heart of any being. When other spells fail, love has the strength to overcome the f

She could feel the heavy beat of his heart through the duvet and her limbs were melting. The thickness of his arousal was a blatant pleasure force he used to encourage her thighs even wider apart. When he raised his head, Electa found she was panting like a sprinter. His ridiculously dark eyes leaped with burning flames, his deep chest heaving, his teeth gleaming white in the darkness between his hot pulsing lips. “Tell me… Were there any other lovers, zoi mou?” Adrastos repeated the question. Electa looked at his face… into his eyes… Then her eyes fixed his mouth, wanting those lips back on her lips, needing them there…