Dark Ro Novels & Stories

Squat forms with swine-like heads and leering eyes that mocked him "I...wh..." The words refused to form as he fought to breathe. He could almost see the other men plotting and planning. Blood was staining their fingers, flowing from the ceiling. Blake stood near them, his face distorted and maimed, grinning as he chewed the loose flesh from his own cheek. He felt long, cold fingers clutch his chin, and his head was tilted to meet the eyes of a dark warrior. Power exuded from the austere form, freezing his blood and cooling the sweat on his skin. "There is no turning back..."

I have gotten into several arguments with him involving shifting when there are other she-wolves around because I don't want them looking at what's mine. Blake, having Alpha blood in his system, can be just as bad at times. Though his growl alone is enough to prevent another male from so much as looking at me when I am out with Blake. He doesn't bother to hide his possessiveness either when another male dares to touch me but, unlike some she-wolves I know, I actually love the possessiveness and knowing that Blake loves me enough to show people while we're out. "There are rogues on the territory," Luca spoke up and something seemed to register in Nicole's mind as she stopped crying and began

Utmost lividity was evident in his dark sea-green eyes at the mention of the man's name. Ren Lancaster is now the one who holds Frostville, a kingdom at the south near the werewolves' kingdom. After raising rebellion and killing the king, he proclaimed himself as the new king. At that time, David was there and he protected the princess he was fond of. But with Ren's dark magic, the people in Frostville were no match to him.

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A

Since Rolph had never met this guy or took any business from him, the only possible explanation was that the guy was connected to Marek. To think that the greatest threat to his life walked into his home, spent the night and even bought his Elite as a slave was overwhelming. Rolph was shaken to his core. So many things ran through his brain. Why would Draco risk coming to his home? What was his agenda? Rolph immediately accessed the security database of the ranche, looking for footage of Draco but to his surprise, he found none until he spotted a familiar tattoo behind the ears of one of Draco's men who was being sneaky. The tattoo was Draco's and it was patent. No other person can use it un

He's been abusing her and now wants to do it again right here in the car park with me and some strangers who might be passing by at the moment as his audience. * * AUTHOR'S NOTE I don't usually write dark theme books, 'Sold To The Rouge King' will be my first. The theme is necessary, given the context of the story. So before you read 'Sold To The Rogue King', bear in mind that Draco is a psycho. He is a hybrid so he's meant to be dangerous and cruel. Some of the things he will do might be triggering to some readers so consider this a fear warning ahead. I totally detest weak female leads. Just like Ash, Victoria will NOT be a weakling. Draco will surely meet his match in her.

Until one day, because of the docking, I returned home several times late. That day, the house was abnormally unlit. I came home to take off my shoes and tentatively called out his name a few times. There was no response, and just as I was fumbling for the living room light switch, the back of my neck was gently touched. The moment of lightning, I curbed the urge to turn around and slam the person over the shoulder. Chen Boyan is holding me in the dark in this position. My body is probably quite stiff, every inch of the man's breath fell on my ear bones, the touch of a strange person gradually control, so that every factor in my body is screaming for resistance.

I say to him with an intense look as I hold his hand to my cheek. He gazes at me deeply with his enchanting blue eyes and I give him a smile of encouragement. “ I loved her- her name was Aurora, she was a witch priestess, one of the most powerful ones, she loved kids and we were planning on having a baby when 'the Darks' made their first threat. 'The Darks' consist of dark vampires, dark witches and rogues with other coerced species as minions. I didn't take their threat seriously, as it is normal for them to initiate conflict, because basically, it’s their purpose to exist, dark vampires chose to live without emotions, dark witches chose to practice dark magic and the rogues went against th

Hnery***** The clearing erupted into chaos as the crimson light faded, revealing a figure that seemed to command the very shadows around him. Diego. The rogue Alpha stood tall, his jet-black hair whipping in the icy wind, a wicked smirk etched on his rugged face. His eyes glowed with a predatory amber, and his presence felt suffocating, an aura of danger wrapped in ruthless confidence. “Well, well,” Diego drawled, his voice smooth as silk but carrying the promise of violence. “Xavier, always so predictable. And you…” His gaze shifted to me, his smirk deepening. “Henry. The bond that ties him. How quaint.”

Author's POV "You will need it... " Dominick slid the glass of scotch towards him. Vlad stood beside him and grabbed the drink. "Thank you for taking care of her... " Vlad said while looking at the glass. "I didn't hear you... " Dominick smirked. "Asshole! " Vlad mumbled and Dom chuckled. "We don't drag women in rivalry... We are not Russians... " Dom mocked. "I have never hurt your women... Don't blame me for other's doings... "