Dark Romance Books With Cruel Heroes Novels & Stories

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

On the plus side, he seemed too enraged to rape her first. Suddenly, he cried out, dropping her before he could hit her again. A crossbow bolt protruded from his chest, having entered his back. With a look of shock, he fell forward, barely giving her time to step back to avoid getting trapped under his dead body. Madison looked around warily, wondering if she had a rescuer or just another attacker to face. Within seconds, a group of soldiers filled the area, followed by a Tiernan so angry he made Bud seem calm. Having her answer, she lost the battle with unconsciousness and sagged to the ground as her enraged lover got closer.

“I...I came because of Ameerah. Herald, she would never do that. She would never forget the result, she loves me and the kids. The doctor is...” “Did you just call me Herald?” He turned to me, his now darkened eyes stopped on me and I step backward. Since I wasn't far from the door, my back hit the wall, and fear scattered all over my body. His face was gorgeous, extremely gorgeous but evil. His anger appeared in his eyes and he used those eyes to look at me. It seemed as if I was going to enter the ground with his dangerous eyes on me. “Shall I punish you too?” His eyes got darker, deeper, tougher, and harder. My heart almost jumped out of my body. Even my wolf could feel it, how dangerous

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His tone was teasing, and I could hear it. "What do you mean hard to get?" I laughed shakily, scooting around the back of the shelf as he reluctantly followed me. "I've got news for you Mr cruel lycan king. I am one woman you are never going to get in this life or the next." "Is that so?" He had already backed me up against the library chair and he was laughing; I didn't find it funny, not in the slightest. "Then what are you doing here? Couldn't stay away from me for a day, could you?" His arrogance infuriated me at this point, and I was so tired of watching him feel like something he was not.

" He tries to pull the book out of my hands, but I cling to it like a lifebuoy. I'm not really used to the charming and malicious Lucian yet. I think I preferred the old one! At least I could tell him to get lost without feeling guilty. The new one is more endearing and makes my body shudder. And it's is a very bad idea to give him room to. He leans against the foot of my bed, a mutinous smile on his lips. "If ever you feel like really having fun, we can do some practical work..." "You should go take a cold shower.... It's strange, I thought vampires were cold-blooded!" "We're also meant to be creatures made to seduce you, young innocent girls like yourself, attracting you into our lair..."

"The bond between a werewolf and their human mate is something special..." As a group of men gathered at the far end of the bar, their voices rising, her words trailed off at the commotion. A tall, muscular man with a scar across his cheek, slammed his fist down on the counter, drawing the attention of the entire room. His eyes were a piercing amber as they scanned the crowd. "Looks like we're about to get our first show," the silver-haired man from earlier murmured, appearing at our side. His eyes gleamed with mischief as he offered us a drink, the liquid in the glass a deep, dark red that smelled faintly of iron.

I read out the title in amusement. "Put that down," he said. He sounded embarrassed. "It is just... research. I need to know how the common people think about love." I laughed. "Research? Is that so? You are reading love stories, Alpha Dominic! You like the happy endings!" "I do not," he said, but he could not look me in the eye. The scary Lycan King was hiding a secret stash of romance books. Who would have thought? "I think you are a secret romantic," I teased. I held the book behind my back as he stood up. "Does the King want to find his fated mate?"

The men are all just too distracted by her body to focus on the match. Some kind of unfamiliar, guttural rage stirs in my chest, but I tamp it down. No. No, certainly not. I’m only here to watch. To observe. To prove she is cheating. And the fact that her claws and canines are indeed ready just shows that she wants to injure. She's not losing control; she wants to go for the kill. This is her damn choice. Both her hands are covered in blood. So what on earth did she do to warrior Damian and that cadet? How much did she hurt them? How much does she intend to hurt warrior Noah?