Dark Romace Novels & Stories

She tried to scream but it came out garbled, while the guy behind the man matched the madness, slam-fucking his hole with savage thrusts. They ripped apart with a gasp, foreheads still pressed, screaming into each other’s open mouths. “Ahh, fuck! Harder, you bastard, wreck my shithole raw!” She screamed, and the dom pounded into her, hips slamming her plump cheeks with brutal, skin-slapping force that made her whole body quake, her gaping pussy leaking cum and squirt onto the floor in filthy puddles. ‘Yes, yes, God yes! The way it punches into my depths, bruising my walls… I want more! I want more!’

It came sooner than I expected. For a man who had just claimed his bride, Carlisle slipped into unconsciousness with remarkable ease. His arms loosened around me, and I carefully extracted myself from his embrace, sliding to the edge of the bed. The room seemed different now, transformed from a romantic bridal suite into something more sinister. The candles had burned low, casting grotesque shadows on the walls. The roses on the bed had been crushed beneath our bodies, their perfume turning cloying and rotten in the enclosed space.

Darren came to sit beside me while I was trying hard to process every single thing that was happening with his leg pressed against mine and his dark eyes watching the two as they kissed too. My breathing grew heavier. “Fuck, look at them,” he muttered in a low voice. “That is so hot.” Marcus let out a deep chuckle from the other side of the room. “I have to say, somebody spiked this shit because there is no way in hell this is normal champagne.” He had a point. I tried to speak in response even though my voice came out rough. “You think so?” Darren turned to me and his right hand landed right on my thigh. “It does not matter,” he said to me with a nod. “It feels good, right?”

This man night actually end up fondling me to my death. When I feel like I can't take it anymore, Luca rears back. His eyes are two hot, dark pools of desire. Don't judge me. I know well enough what desire looks like from the vivid, erotic descriptions in Yulia's romance novels. This man's eyes practically brims with the emotion. They bore into me, stripping away my inhibitions, laying me bare.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

Something intrigues him and he decided to make her his. That day, she lost her every hope, he got his all reasons to live. She lost her light, he got his sunshine. And he came into her life like an angel, that what she thinks and pulled her out of her darkness to another world, to another world of danger and guns. What will happen when the king of darkness falls for the soul of light.?? What will happen, when she gave her heart to the man of the mafia world unaware of his true identity.??? How their love will survive in the world of darkness with some truths which are going to turn their lives ups and downs.

But I only grinned at him, revelling in my victory. Suddenly, he attacked my neck from behind, pulling my head back by my hair. He unleashed his inner monster, biting my neck and sucking my blood with an insatiable hunger. I turned him around to face me and captured his lips with mine. He gripped my waist, pulling me closer, and we kissed passionately, our bodies igniting with desire. It wasn't a normal kiss—it was filled with both love and the taste of blood. He bit and sucked the blood from my lips. I was the happiest person alive, knowing that I was satisfying my vampire boyfriend's hunger.

He knew that he needed to replenish his strength, and the rogue's blood was the perfect source. The metallic and acidic taste of the rogue's blood hit Liam's tongue like a fiery bolt of lightning, sending shivers down his spine. It was a taste he was all too familiar with, the taste of death and desperation, of pure animal instinct. It was like an elixir, a potent potion that gave him life and strength, filling him with raw energy and power. He drank deeply, savoring every drop, feeling his wounds heal and his body renewing itself. The taste was intense, and overwhelming, but also strangely addictive, like a drug that he couldn't resist.

"We are here because our daughter really wanted to meet you. She had seen you occasionally at the vampire ball ceremony but didn't have the chance to talk or...." "So?" I cut in again. He became uneasy, and his daughter was already making that sad face, but who cares. "We discussed with your parents about a family bond. We are the rulers of the Draken clan of the vampire kingdom, clearly the greatest clan after this clan. My daughter has just one wish, and that's to get close to you and be your friend and.. you know... lover. She really loves you, and I can see you both would really match, and our family can bond to become undefeatable and greatest." He explained, saying every word with so m

They heat me up quickly and make me wild. This wine isn't meant to make one feel high. No. It's for creating that romantic moment. I always take it for Lysa because I never want her to think that her choices aren't welcomed. I take a few more sips, and I then take a large gulp and without swallowing, I pull her to me and feed her slowly as I kiss her. After I am done feeding her, I prolong the kiss as I suck on her tongue and I watch her go weak and I break the kiss.