Dark Lover Book Novels & Stories

None of them had that striking jawline or those fuck-me eyes that haunted me like a curse. I turned off the car engine in the driveway, resting my forehead against the steering wheel for a minute. The house was dark except for some light coming from the kitchen. It was 3:17 a.m. Dad was flying somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean. Alice was probably asleep at her girlfriend’s place. It was just me and the demons I couldn’t shake off. I stumbled through the front door, keys clattering loud enough to wake anyone. I didn’t care. My blood was liquid fire, cock half-hard from the memory of her dancing naked, that perfect ass swaying like it was calling my name.

The air smelled clean, the lights warm, the shelves tall and perfect. “Choose the book that pulls you,” the woman said. “It will tell you what you need.” She vanished into the shadows. I walked along the shelves. My hand stopped on one book, not because I liked it, but because something in me reacted. A strange pull. The title was old, written in faded ink:” The Nature of the Cursed: shifters of the Moon.” My fingers trembled as I opened it. Inside were sketches, human shadows twisted into wolves, claws emerging from the hands, glowing eyes in the darkness. I swallowed hard.

That’s where the head of the bratva and my hero live. ‘Do you think we would’ve fallen in love if we met under normal circumstances?’ ‘I’d always fall in love with you.’ Anya’s mouth finds mine, and time falls away. Our souls connect, and we become one. Love doesn’t begin to describe what I feel for her. Anya is my beginning and my end. She’s my forever and always. My soulmate. XXX The Present - Three years later… Anya Santini de Luna POV Locking the door of my bookstore, I walk to the back, where Xander Marc Vincent is napping.

“And now… now you’re standing here, naked, knowing I was the one who was going to walk through that door.” She opened her mouth to speak, probably to deny it all, to weave another layer of deception, but I didn’t let her. I was done with words. I was done with her games. My cock sprang free from my pants, thick and angry, a testament to every night I’d spent in torment, every stolen glance, every forbidden thought. I stroked it once, twice, my eyes burning into hers, letting her see the full, raw extent of what she had unleashed. “If you want to taste daddy so bad,” I said through clenched teeth, the words a venomous promise, “if you want him so fucking much, then crawl to me. Right fucking

I said sleepily. He was right, I felt weak and slightly sick that my eye lid started to get heavy. At once I felt a strange cold breeze blow past that made me shiver and open my already closed eyes a little bit. I caught sight of a pale looking slim man wearing a blue tight fitted tee shirt over black leather jeans and brown jacket to my right. He was standing far far away from the group so he was obviously not a part of us, he was looking down all along but as he lifted his head, I saw a his eyes turn deep red before he disappeared completely leaving me shivering against Lucas's body.

He better really get his head together and make sure this is the best night of Eve’s life. I mean what if it is bad and this was all for nothing? What if she’s attached and he’s not? There were just so many variables and to top it off, he was still completely stuck on the dark room thing. He kept saying he wanted it to be purely physical, and have all of his senses heightened to her, and to make it more erotic that way. I don’t know what he’s smoking but I just hope it goes how he is expecting. I was going out Friday night for pizza and wings with a couple people from our crew, and Derek was going to sit at home and call Eve before joining us.

His darting eyes scanning her exposed skin like a predator ready to hunt. "I am here to help you as your therapist." Those caring mercury eyes looking for a single ray of hope. "Then help me to smudge your scarlet lips all over my C****" * Slow burn * Erotic * Dark romance * Mafia romance A story of lust, love, betrayal, and loyalty. Read the book in next chapter.

“She died many years ago. It is only him now. And even if he finds another mate…” He leans closer to the ground. “He will kill her,” The Dark One smirks. “I know he will. After all, I only told him one part of the prophecy. He is still unaware of the other part. That secret died with Anna Visserion.” His thin lips widen into a sinister laugh. Everything is going according to his plan. He puts his palm on the ground and says, “Soon, my love. We will meet again.”

Just as I was about to give up hope,the door burst open and my knight in shining armor or should I say shining suit barged in. I tried to keep my eyes open. I heard the sounds of someone roaring something out, hitting something or should I say someone. I could feel my eyes closing. I tried to stay awake but the darkness was threatening to take me. My eyes landed on Daniel's bloody body before I succumbed to the darkness, falling into its welcoming hands. Last thing I saw were those ethereal green eyes.

⚠️🔞 TRIGGER WARNINGS (DARK ROMANCE): ⚠️🔞 This is a DARK ROMANCE book with heavy, raw, and non-traditional themes. It contains highly sensitive content that some readers may find uncomfortable, triggering, or disturbing. This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics