Dark Romance 18 Novels & Stories

CONTENT WARNING The Assassin’s Portrait is a Dark Romance featuring heavy themes that are not for the faint of heart. This story is strictly for mature audiences (18+). THEMES: • PSEUDO-TABOO: A forbidden, obsessive step-sibling dynamic. • HARD EROTICA: Graphic sexual content, power play, and BDSM. • GRAPHIC VIOLENCE: Blood, gunplay, and dark criminal themes (Bratva). • MORALLY GRAY CHARACTERS: Obsessive, possessive, and dangerous behavior.

Lena trembled in my arms, her body limp, her breath shaky. Mine. My fingers trailed along her spine, slow, possessive. "That wasn’t so hard, was it?" I murmured. She didn’t answer. Didn’t fight me. She couldn’t. I turned her in my arms, tilting her chin up so she had no choice but to look at me. Her eyes were distant, glazed over with the horror of what she had done. But there was something else there too. Something dark. Something that would grow. I grinned. I brushed my lips over hers—not quite a kiss, more of a claim.

Author’s Note: Before we all dive in, I would advise you to read the author’s note. This book is tagged 18+, it's a deep erotic “DARK” romance with words that can make you wet or make you uncomfortable, depending on how you choose to enjoy it. This book contains Omega’s total submission to their Alphas. The sexual content can be toxic, wild and rough. BDSM, Kinks, Wildness/Roughness, Manipulation and Crazy obsession, Total submission etc.

“Just act normal, okay?” I place my hand on the poor man’s chest. “I…” The door opens without warning and hovering by the door is Damien. Tall and brooding, he’s in a pair of pajama slacks and a shirt. His eyes, the silent command of sin. Scent as intoxicating as I remember. Spicy. Hot. And hard like his cock wrecking my pussy whenever he sticks it in. Without thinking, I grip Nate and seal my lips with his. My eyes shut, I try not to see the awkward expression on Nate’s face, try not to gag.

I stared, letting my dark amusement flare. “No.” “Disappointing.” I couldn’t help the twitch of a smile. “You’re in my house now.” “Romantic,” he said faintly. I leaned closer, voice low, dangerous, intimate. “Don’t misunderstand, Nikolai. This isn’t mercy.” His faint smile widened slightly. “Good.”

' He asked with a raised eyebrow. 'How's what going?'. 'The whole walking into a dark dangerous forest, how are you holding up?'. 'It's that bad you know. And it's not dark at all. I just don't like the dense atmosphere and the too tall and wide trees which takes up ninety percent of the place'. 'I see'. He said stroking his rough stubble. 'And you, how are you holding up?'. 'Holding up?'. He chuckled. 'I'm not holding up at all babe, it feels...normal'. He shrugged.

Zee commented. “Sure. Have you noticed that they often look normal?” Inara remarked. “Yeah. They are designers not models. Sometimes they are shy too.” “Yeah. I’ve noticed.” The screen filled with a lipstick advert and after that an acoustic guitar instrumental music fused in with a background of rose petals. A pink perfume bottle featuring Inara inhaling rose flowers, stood at the corner of the screen with words streaming beside it as the sexy voice of a woman read along; From the stable of Men’s Aura comes a sweet rose fragrance for women. “Rose Aura” Available in stores soon. Get early release at www.mensaura.com.

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

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his voice lower and I whirl to look at him, "I know" and a second later he too turned his head to look at me, our eyes met and everything around me went round in circles of blank and all I could see was the dark color of his eyes staring deeply into mine. Now that he was close to me I can see his face even without the source of light radiated inside this place. I could see him. What's wrong with me now? A lazy smile decorated my lips when I observed his face, his eyes- in dark color but I couldn't identify whether it was brown or pitch black. His hair is in dirty blonde color which I couldn't deny but- it suited him.