Dark Romance Book Series Novels & Stories

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She whispered. I growl low in my chest and kiss her deeply. I circle my arms around her and lay her on her back. I make slow and passionate love to her for the rest of the night and she keeps asking me to mark her. Every time I do, I feel her open herself up to me more. Not just her body, but her mind and her soul. She is finally letting me in completely. When I mark her for the last time, I curl her body to mine and hold her. She snuggled against me, “Nyx is completely black.” She said absentmindedly. I paused. “All black?”

She croaks. Her sniffles are loud in the quiet room. Luke's stomach rolls in unease. He always fucks up with her. He wanted to save her before she ended up like Elise. He didn't love Elise, they were just fooling around, not serious.Somehow Elise had reminded him of himself. He cared for her and he wanted to save her like he couldn't save himself. But Rose was different, he loved her with his whole being. He fucking loved his blonde little temptress. She was his woman. Yet he always seems to fuck up with her. He hated to see her cry, he needed to fix this.

He requested, and at that moment, unable to see him upset, I just kissed him. Our kiss began gently, filled with love, but soon it intensified, becoming wild and passionate, as always. I straddled him, sitting on his lap, while he bit my lips and drank my blood, his eyes glowing. I adored the golden hue of his eyes. His hands explored beneath my dress, causing me to moan as he squeezed my bare buttocks. As he nibbled on the sweetest spot on my neck, my core throbbed, and my entire body burned with profound desires.

They moved in sync, an inhuman rhythm that dragged me past the brink of sanity as they took me, touching every inch of my exposed skin. As the climax approached, Pavel caught my lips in a hungry kiss, and I felt something warm rise in my throat—an energy flowing out of me, wrapping around him like it had been summoned from deep within. I felt his body tremble against mine, as if that force had calmed a fire that raged inside him. A shiver ran down my spine as Alexei took my face and kissed me with the same desperate intensity. That same warmth surged again from within me, rising with every second until it spilled into his mouth as well.

"But this ends now." Author's note: Don't forget to check my new book, The Alpha's Third Mistress. You can use the search bar to check if you somehow can't find them in the list of my books. Enjoy! Also, If you crave intense, slow-burn, dark, taboo romance with a deliciously dark edge, dripping with passion, obsession, secrets, tension, and twists that will test every boundary and leave you gasping for more, check out my new book, MATED TO MY OBSESSIVE STEP-BROTHER.

And now the means sits before me, if only I continue playing my cards right. Roman's dark reputation initially gave me pause. But the more I'm around him, the more certain I become that his ruthless nature is precisely what I need to fuel my vengeance. With him as my mate, none will dare stand in my way. Not even Dorian, though he desperately tries. Again and again he's accosted me, begging me to change my mind. Swearing I'm his true mate despite all evidence to the contrary. It sickens me to recall how deeply his lies hooked into my naive heart before. How easily I believed his proclamations of love and devotion, blind to the viper lurking beneath.

The baker took the bread out and placed it on a windowsill to cool. It was a small thing. But it was a crack in the perfect grey. Morpheus stared at it, his expression unreadable. "Then I met Ashiel," Liora continued. She told him of the protector with the burning touch. The forbidden attraction. The desperate, dangerous love that grew in the shadow of destiny. She spoke of the Bloodbound Oath, of shared pain and shared strength. Ashiel stepped forward. He didn't speak. He simply looked at Morpheus, and let the god feel the truth of his love for Liora. It was a fierce, stubborn, immortal love. It was not quiet. It was a storm of its own.

Hey, lovelies! Thank you so much to all of you who have waited for this book's release through the setbacks! For those of you who are new here, this is the fourth installment and should be read after Timber, Mated to Brianna, and Mylo (which is at the end of Timber), but for sure after Mated to Brianna which will set the stage and characters for this book. This book is a slow burn with some spicy heat later on - and lots of it! It’s going to have a few M-M moments, possible triggers, and the heirs can have quite the potty mouths.

~ DRAVEN ~ I force my gaze back up and capture her mouth with mine again, pouring everything I feel into the kiss. When I finally tear away, I trail my lips down the elegant line of her throat, over her collarbones, and down the delicate curve of her sternum. Her scent fills me—earth, lavender, wild dandelion, and the sweet, aching promise of lust. I taste her skin in slow, savoring passes, skipping her breasts for now as my hands steady her hips so that my mouth can map the path along her ribs.