Dark Romance Books Series Novels & Stories

I am already working on two other books, and though I cannot promise when each will be ready, I want to share my vision with you — the stories waiting patiently to be born, the worlds I am eager to open for you: Kiss of His Betrayal (Davina & Damon – Book 1) Kiss of a Fallen Star (Eva & Ryan – Book 2) Kiss of Lies and Fire (Jacob & Amara – Book 3) Kiss of His Redemption (Jenny, Jacob & Michael – Book 4) Kiss of Hidden Truths (Alex & Naina – Book 5) Each of these stories carries its own heartbeat, its own secrets, its own fire. Together, they form a universe of love, betrayal, redemption, and truth — a saga I cannot wait to share with you.

“He’s clearly got you on drugs or something.” “That’s ridiculous. I’m completely sober.” “Are you, Camille? I should give you a test or something.” He checked out the other books. More vampire romance? Where were the werewolves? He saw none. “Wrong,” Dire grumbled. Don’t worry. We’ll get her proper books. Maddox browsed more of the vampire books and realized that they all had the same author. Grace Moon. That was an interesting name.

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.

I state, because I will never stop loving him. “I love you too, pretty boy. I always will.” His voice is filled with so much love and there is no denying that Nikolai and I were meant for each other. He's my love, my peace, my husband. Always and Forever. ……. I can literally feel my eyes water as I come to the end of the book. It has been a roller coaster of emotions. I wouldn’t have done this without my readers' support. Thank you all for giving me this chance and I’m so glad that you guys liked my book. It is my first time trying to write a MM book and I ended up getting your love. Mind you, this is not goodbye. Book two of the series will be released soon and the couples there will be Iri

"There'll be more!" "Promise?” "I can already imagine our next encounter..." "Sweet and romantic?" "Hum... Rather intense and passionate!" I barely have time to understand what's happening that I am on my feet again, still in Lucian's arms. "What's the matter?" "Draven is looking for us! And you're becoming totally addicted. I can't let that happen just yet." I burst out laughing. I hear the boys in the distance. They're getting closer. I grab Lucian by the collar of his jacket and steal some last kiss.

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.

I tried to keep myself busy, but I couldn’t stop glancing at him out of the corner of my eye. There was something about him, something unsettling. He moved slowly, carefully, as if he was measuring every step, every glance. His fingers trailed over the spines of the books, but he wasn’t really looking at them. He was watching me. 2 AMIR I stepped into her bookshop, breathing in the scent of old books and dust. It felt like her—a place where time slowed, where nothing from the outside world mattered. Quiet, almost too quiet. Just like her. I’d been watching her for weeks now, learning her routine, studying her movements.

Fenrik My mind raced with uneasiness. She lowered my hand to her plumped breast as I caressed them thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned. She moved her mouth from my lips, kissing down my chest, as they landed on my nipples. She sucked on them with deep intensity. “Arrrgghh! Hmmm!” I moaned and groaned, my neck straining as I tried to settle my eyes on the moon ahead of us. “Do you like that, my Lycan?” Maera teased, her voice settling on me like ice on hot iron. “Or do you want me to go lower?”

They were meant to be real. From the streets of Palermo to the crypts beneath Sicily, from betrayal to redemption, this series became more than just a dark romance — it became a story about what love looks like when it’s forged in ruin. About two people who refused to stay victims of their pasts, who built something sacred in a world that only understood destruction. There were moments in writing this saga where I cried for them. Moments where I hated them.

Angel Caierre folded his glowing arms over his tiny chest. “Cute?” Spiky-Horn Caierre barked out a laugh that sounded like metal scraping stone. “Nothing about this is cute. This is a disaster, a cosmic tragedy. A romance doomed from the start and he is way too dumb to realize it.” “I am not dumb!” Caierre snapped. “Sweetheart, you literally asked if ‘I can’t deny you’ was a confession. That’s like the most romantic line ever. Even babies understand that.” Angel Caierre pointed a tiny glowing finger at him.