Dark Love Books Novels & Stories

With two claps of my hands, the lights went off and I languidly slipped under the covers and searched for the e-book version of the steamiest romance novel my mind has ever had to process. I often sought solace in the comforting umbra of these silent walls. I discovered at a very tender age that the dark is your companion when you do not want to be haunted by knowing. I did not want to know the truth, or what I feared to be the truth, so I ran into the welcoming arms of darkness and explicitly narrated sexual endeavours between a young woman and an older man who both know what kind of service their bodies need. As I scrolled through the page and allowed my imagination to take care of the res

Insane people are unpredictable. Destructive emotions bubble in my chest. It feels as if the hell we endured has taken up residence in my soul. The torment will never stop. “I loved Anya, I loved her so much,” I whisper. “Love. I love her more than my life.” Lifting my head, I lock eyes with Maryo. “It feels like I’ve lost my soul.” I give him a pleading look. “I’m still stuck in the darkness, but she’s not there. I can’t think straight. I can’t live without her.”

Jilin lifted her hand from the folder and placed it on top of mine. But I withdrew from her. I pulled away from Reese too, crossed my arms over my chest and stared at this folder. "You're still alive." I felt the old pain that threatened to tear my heart apart. Even today, in my dreams, I kept hearing my parents' screams. I saw how they had torn them, how the blood flowed and how the light of life had disappeared from their eyes. "Yes, and you have to go to Historia." Very slowly I raised my eyes to her face. "What do you expect from me now?"

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.

She is lost to his cock. And I just stand there, watching, not moving. I watch this black god fuck the love of my life on the floor of her den, pounding her harder and harder with every passing minute. I watch Ellie’s face as one orgasm hits, then another. I watch for what feels like hours. Then, finally, he slaps her on the ass. She eases forward onto her front and rolls over, presenting her naked body to him. He kneels over her, furiously stroking his huge length, grinning down at her, loving the way she offers her body in submission. His grin turns to a grimace. She nods, arching her back, thrusting her hips up, encouraging him onward. She speaks, but I can’t hear the words. Ellie’s black

I smiled. He walked away, leaving me standing there with a stack of books and a racing heart and a desperate need for the day to be over. I lasted exactly three hours before I texted him. Me: I can't focus. All I can think about is your cock.* Liam: Sorry baby girl. Me: This is your fault.* Liam: Come over now. I'm in the books basement , section 4B. I didn't hesitate. I left my books on the table, grabbed my bag, and walked as fast as I could without running. The basement stacks were dim and dusty.

"You know, those days with you were the worst of my life. I wish I knew you were this wicked, Elena." Elena smirked. "You brought out the beast in me, love. They say, 'Don't underestimate darkness' allure; even pure hearts are drawn to it.'All thanks to you." Alan begged nervously, "Today's a happy day; don't ruin it. Let's reschedule. I'll meet you, give you whatever you want." Elena laughed, raising her hands. "What more could I ask for? Check the news, Alan. It'll clarify things."

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

His hand finds mine, intertwining fingers—a romantic anchor in the storm. We come together, bodies shuddering, souls entwined. After, curled in his arms, he kisses my forehead. "We'll figure this out. Tell them or not. But I love you—darkly, deeply." "I love you too, stepbrother. Corrupt me always."

she murmured against his lips. "Good." They lay there in the darkness, tangled together, and for a little while, they had no care for anything else in the world.