Dark Non Con Romance Books Novels & Stories

"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."

He’s sitting up in bed, typing on his laptop at vamp speed. “You could write a full book in like a day or two at the rate you type.” I sit on the bed next to him. He’s doing something for work and has been going through emails and files all morning. “I could. But I lack the imagination to write one.” “I have an idea for a very hot forbidden romance. Sexy witch meets her match with an equally sexy vampire.” Lucas laughs, sets his computer down, and grabs me around the waist, flipping me down onto the mattress. He runs his hands up my arms, pulling my wrists over my head. He takes the wind chime from me only to drop it onto the mattress.

He said, flipping me to his side swiftly, my wide eyes immediately fell on him, he looked drunk on lust, his hands were running sinfully over my naked body, Although it was our second time I was still getting shy under his gaze, they were like the darker shade of his iris, holding need, craving for my body, longing for sex and most importantly, sin in his eyes. He didn’t look like the person I knew as him, it was a different soul in the same body.

Before he could talk himself out of it, he pushed the door wider and stepped inside. The air smelled faintly of her perfume, sweet but not childish. The bed was messy, blankets tangled as though she’d tossed in restless sleep. Books lay stacked on the nightstand. And there, on the desk by the window, a slim notebook sat open. Damien froze. He told himself not to look, to turn around, to leave this invasion of privacy behind. But the sight of ink across the page dragged him closer. He told himself he’d only glance. Just one line. Just to ease the gnawing curiosity about the things she wrote so furiously at night.

Was I that easy to read? “Mehnn…I love sluts.” That was Cinnamon. “Someone, get the blindfold.” Brown ordered before stroking my face and whispering “I don’t need your hands, your mouth will do. Do you understand?” I nodded. “But don’t worry, I will,” Green added. As if in a trance, I took my gaze to his erection and I couldn’t look away.” It was long and curvy….absolute perfection. I practically drooling until everything went dark….fuck blindfolds.

Readers should be aware of explicit sexual content, themes of power imbalance, graphic depictions of BDSM, intense physical and psychological humiliation, non-consensual undertones in a fantasy context, extreme kink practices including fisting, cock torture, edging, sounding, electro-stimulation, watersports, and double penetration, strong language, potential triggers related to authority figures, public exposure scenarios, and emotional distress, as well as the presence of dark, taboo elements that may not suit all audiences. Part 1

“Still want some? He asked. His deep baritone voice echoed through the room. My thighs trembled. I could feel the wetness flooding between my legs. My legs weakened, melting under his intense stare. In an instant, he swept me off my feet, placing me on the counter as he drew closer, sniffling me. He was all I wanted. My mind drifted to my boyfriend, he was too old to satiate my desires. I could easily be mistaken as an s*x freak, and he couldn’t handle the passion and fantasy burning within me, but with this stranger, his tantalizing touch awakened a hunger I couldn’t ignore. My thoughts spiraled the moment his lips lunged onto my skin. The softness and wetness of his mouth got me dripping e

He was big, that much I know but I never thought he would be so turned on because of me. And looking at his hard dick, I was so fucking wet. I want this huge dick inside me. Screw everything, I want this. Finally, My subconscious murmured. Author’s Note;- Hey guys, Please do like the book and leave your comments below in the comments section. Do follow me if you haven’t yet. Love you all, Take care.

Rhiannon’s POV~ I shook my head. "You get punished," Kieran said. His voice was low. And when I looked up at him, my breath just died in my lungs. His eyes weren't normal. They were black. Void black. My breath hitched. I tried to clamp my thighs together. I squeezed them so hard my muscles cramped, but it didn't matter. It was useless. I was already wet. My pussy clenched around nothing, begging to be used.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.