Novel & Cerita Dark Romance Books With Cruel Heroes

I may hate my warewolf identity but I knew that one of the biggest problems of warewolves were rouges. "Ah, it seems he has told you about me then. We don't need to waste tom introducing ourselves. Tell me, how do you want to die? Do you want me to chop you into pieces and send your body to him or do you want to be sent to him as a whole corpse?" I blinked my eyes, not wanting to be weak at this moment.. "I am sorry but I think you got the wrong person here. Alex and I are not close. He's not my boyfriend. So he won't care that you are doing this. Let me go,".it wasn't a lie..

His dark eyes reminded me of the harshness of Russian winters - merciless and bone chillingly cold. I swallowed, then glanced around me. Everyone was gone. Just the stranger and I remained. With a shake of my head, I returned my eyes to the crypt. “Goodbye, Adrian,” I muttered softly, then rushed in my brothers’ direction. The stranger’s eyes remained on me like a thorn in my skin. Strangely enough, it was almost a pleasurable pain. Maybe I had turned masochistic and sought pain to torture myself.

he said and I walked off without a word. I was almost at my room's door when Isabella blocked me. I sighed tiredly. I was already overstimulated and dealing with my stepsister felt like much work. “What do you want?” I asked tiredly and she scoffed. “You must be feeling like a diva now that he chose you right?” She asked and I raised my brows in confusion. Who would be happy if they are being thrown into the mouth of a lion? “ Men like Damian are never to be trusted. Men like him destroy everything they touch. And when he's done, don't expect us to pick up the pieces.”

He stood in the doorway. The light from the hallway framed him like a dark angel. He looked down at me. "You think you can leave me?" He laughed. Then he pointed a finger at me, shaking it slightly. "You think some other Alpha wants Marcus Blackwood’s broken mate? You’re mine, Rhiannon. Only mine! You’ll always be mine! No one will take you. No one will want you. You’re damaged goods." The words hit me harder than the slap. Damaged goods. That’s all I was to him. A possession that got dented.

To worsen it, a part of her was beginning to notice him and enjoy his touch so much. The sharp line of his jaw, the scar under his collar, the dangerous calmness hiding brutal violence , Everything about Kael Draven felt forbidden and terrifyingly attractive. Ariana immediately looked away from him, that tiny reaction did not escape the Draven A slow smirk appeared briefly across his lips. You're staring me up again Her face heated up instantly , I am not, you're lying The teasing coming from him kael was too strange for Ariana and before Ariana could answer, another loud knock interrupted the tension filling the room.

He was going to pay for everything he took from me. Hazel was released after I pleaded my loyalty and also because he needed her still. What was the rogue king without his precious witch? Who was going to ensure he traumatised everyone with his selfish intent? We were in his library as he bent his round fat head over a book, a book we werewolves had no business with, but he had it anyways. He was the rogue king after all. It was the book of black magic, filled with black spells that could end us all if wielded in the powerful hands.

The snow became pinkish as the blood of the exploding werewolves splashed all over. “No! Please, I have a wife and children!” One man from the crowd yelled with fear in his eyes. The man swole up slowly and burst like a balloon. Marie and the other two girls just watched with no emotion on their faces. **** “The goal of the darkness is to turn you evil.” Gabriella’s voice sounded as she walked toward Marie and her sisters with an expressionless face. Her eyes glowed bright red, and her body emitted alpha aura as she moved through the darkness.

I wanted to make her suffer. When I stormed into the castle, I could smell their fear. Indeed, werewolves are weak. Us Lycans, we are stronger, smarter, and faster. The only reason I stayed away was because I wanted to avoid trouble and get back my throne after showing the people what kind of king Ernard is. To be honest, I didn't expect the princess to be so beautiful. From head to toe, she was perfect in every sense. I didn’t mean to kill that Alpha of hers but the moment I realized she loved and worried for him, my Lycan came forward and ripped his heart out viciously.

she added when they had second thoughts on whether they should do what she is saying or not. "Y-Yes," "Wait," Chaos licked his lips. He had this beautiful smile but scary eyes, not to mention his look will pass as a model although he is a bit big for his age. "Doesn't that make me the Lord? Since I'm oing to marry you" "Stop with your illusions," "This is not illusions, Amara," he said and knelt and kissed her hand which she had slapped in disgust. She looked at him like she was disusted by his mere presence.

My heart raced, my pulse pounding in my ears as I fought to stay calm, to keep the rising panic at bay. He was so close—too close. I could see the tension in his jaw, the way his muscles were coiled. His breath was warm against my skin, and the sheer proximity of him was overwhelming. The air between us crackled with a dangerous energy, and I felt like I was teetering on the edge of something dark and terrifying. “I am the alpha of this territory,” Aiden said, his voice low and filled with a dangerous edge. “A creature of the night, a ruler of the forest. And you, Isabella, have been cursed by fate to be my mate—a position you are woefully unprepared for.”