Novel & Cerita Dark Non Con Romance Books

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His bedroom looked nothing like a place to rest, it was more like a clear picture of Dravon as a man himself. The shelves craved into the stone wall, line with so many books and artillery designs, was enough to almost give me a nose bleed. I tried to look away, but I couldn’t. There was something eerie about the books I couldn’t quite place. The leather covers it bore wasn’t the usual type of book covers, but it had something this feel like it was from of old. And the titles of some of the books I saw, I realized I couldn’t even read it out.

I bit my bottom lip, shrugging. "What kind of books do you mean? There are motivational books, novels..." I trailed off, listing various genres. Colby rubbed his face, frustration etched on his features. "The book I'm talking about is...dark. Dark romance." I cocked my head, signing, "I do read that. Why? What's wrong?" Colby's eyes seemed to bore into mine. "Then you might know...have you ever had any fantasies? Like, reading them, did you ever imagine..." He trailed off, his gaze intense.

It was like staring at the black heavens, a soul divine, one brighter than any star of the night sky. In the sea of their blackness, there was a coldness, when there is no love within them. All Harlow could see was a deadness within them. 'Who was this guy?' He looked so familiar, like she had seen him before but couldn't figure out where, she wasn't able to put a finger on it. Just as those thoughts occurred, occupying her mind, she didn't expect the next word her wolf would utter just seconds afterwards. 'Mate.'

No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted without the author’s written permission. This is a dark romance collection. In these stories, you will be fascinated by the dominance, fierce desire, obsession, and all-inclusive encircling control exerted by strong and powerful men. Love is gritty, problematic, and will test every last boundary. While walking into this journey…powerful and obsessive love will spark and thrill you, I beg you to take care of yourself while reading. Your physical and emotional safety is my number one priority, and if the passion at any point becomes too much, I encourage you to take a break. POINT OF VIEWS

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

His eyes followed my movement and darkened as a muscle ticked under his stubbled jaw. Who was this man? He seemed familiar. Important. Now I wished my brothers had remained behind so I could ask them. The man was tall. Taller than most men, including my brothers. Dressed in all black and a gray coat that reached to his knees. He looked elegant. Dark. Dangerous. Familiar. The feeling of familiarity pulled on my consciousness. The voice in my head. Stay alive, Tatiana. For me. Stay alive, moya luna. It called to me - calling me his moon. His eyes were intense, even from this distance. There was something uncomfortable in his dark gaze - borderline aching. It was as if he demanded something fro

Cora’s POV. It's been just three hours since my parents left the house and I was already spiraling with different thoughts. Ace was seated on a couch across from me, his eyes focused on his laptop while I struggled to focus on the book I was reading. Not to mention the fact that it was an erotic book. One that was specifically a forbidden romance, just like my predicament. Ace raised his head, and I quickly dropped my gaze to the book in my hand, adjusting my reading glasses.

Something about him made me uneasy, like I’d seen him before but couldn’t remember when or where. The way he moved—it felt too familiar. I forced myself to approach, clearing my throat. "Can I help you find something?" He turned slowly, and for the first time, I saw his face clearly. His eyes were dark, intense, piercing through me in a way that made my breath catch. There was a stillness about him, like a predator waiting for the right moment. He was handsome, but in a dangerous, unsettling way. “No,” he said, his voice low and smooth, sending a shiver down my spine. “Just browsing.”

He pulled back just slightly, enough for his lips to hover above mine, his breath mingling with mine. "Because you need it. You need me, Sabrina. You crave the darkness we share. And I’m the only one who can give it to you.” It was a confession, of sorts. A twisted truth that I couldn’t deny, no matter how much I tried to tell myself I wasn’t like him. I reached up, my fingers trembling as they brushed against his jaw. There was no hesitation now, no fighting the urge to pull him closer, to drown myself in the darkness he was offering.