Dark Romance Christmas Books Novels & Stories

Finally, his strength gave out, and he collapsed heavily on top of me, burying his face in the crook of my neck. We lay there in the quiet room for a long time, both of us breathing in heavy, ragged gasps. The chest-to-chest contact was warm and heavy, our hearts hammering in unison like two war drums finally slowing down. Slowly, he shifted his weight off to the side, pulling me tight against his side while his hand rested comfortably on my hip. "Well," he rasped out, his voice laced with a dark, satisfied smirk as he looked down at me. "Are you still talking trash, little girl?"

"More... please." "Patience," he murmured against my skin, sucking my clit into his mouth, teeth grazing just enough to sting. Fingers parted my lips, one sliding in, curling to hit that spot. I came fast, thighs clamping his head, crying his name. He uncuffed me, pulling off the blindfold. "Good girl. Tomorrow, we heat things up." Christmas Day dawned with gifts under the tree, but ours were different. After brunch, eggnog pancakes and stolen kisses, he lit a candle, wax pooling red like blood. I knelt on the rug, naked, heart hammering. "Ready for the burn?"

Nicholas replied, a grin starting to fill his face. “You’re going back into town?” Luke asked confused. “But why?” “Because this, all of this, the snow, the Christmas lights, the mistletoe, the song on the radio, the engine dying for literally no reason—” Nicholas began to laugh and the happy sound radiated through his chest. “I think it can only mean one thing.” Scrambling, Nicholas reached into the backseat of the Jaguar, grabbing onto the stack of documents related to the sale of Christmas Wishes. He then folded the papers under his arm and he sprinted down the snowy street, headed in the opposite direction of the car.

“This is the best Christmas ever. I got just what I wanted. A puppy. A fairy house. And my own daddy.” He looked into Sparkle’s eyes and she felt his love, his pleasure at the moment, and she knew that none of them would ever be lonely again. “Merry Christmas, my darling Kaleb.” “Merry Christmas, my sweet love.” And in the lights of the tree, Kaleb sealed their new life with a kiss that had Hayzel applauding and sent the new puppy barking. Everything, Sparkle thought, was now perfect. -THE END-

I have never trusted December. People say that sounds dramatic, but those people never watched their parents’ house burn down on Christmas Eve while the rest of the town kept singing carols like nothing happened. So yes,every time snow falls, my skin crawls. And tonight, on December 1st, Hallowpine is drowning in it. Snowflakes tumble from the sky like they’re drunk on holiday spirit, sticking to my eyelashes as I lock up my bakery. Sugar & Sin,the name sounds cute until you realize the only sugar inside is the kind I dump into coffee to survive this town.

That was weird because he had a look in his eyes that she didn't understand. Daniel noticed. “You good? Who's that?” He asked as he got in. “Yeah,” she said. “That’s my colleague. Dr. Davy.” He glanced at the gift bag she was holding. “He came bearing gifts, huh?” She laughed. “It’s Christmas.” “Well,” Daniel said, smiling, “now I need to up my game.” “It’s not a competition,” she said. “You think so?” “I know so.” He started the car. “We’re going skating first. The movie is in three hours.”

But it wasn’t time yet. So, we just walked slowly. I wasn’t sure if she felt the same way, but the night’s atmosphere was romantic. With the other carolers dispersed it had grown quiet, and the further we walked away, the more peaceful the night became. The freshly fallen snow from the morning had covered the roofs of houses, but everyone’s Christmas lights shone against it like a kaleidoscopic dream. Above the lights, the moon glared brightly. “How did you like the caroling?” I asked, wanting to ease into conversation.

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

He thought about the rewards that awaited him, not just for locating the crystal, but finally enslaving the famous enchantress. When Dominic first met up with Tara in the grove, he had to stifle the emotions that threatened to surface and ruin everything. He hadn’t expected seeing her would heighten the flame of his desire for revenge and to force her to do his bidding for eternity. “You’ll soon be bound to me for eternity, my love,” Dominic whispered as he slowly unbuttoned her camp shirt. “You lose. That pest you call brother loses and that old woman downstairs... well, let’s just say things are going to change around here, shall we?”

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode seven 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. A shiver raked my body as I woke up and noticed that I was naked. But where’s the blanket and……….. My gaze landed on king Damien as he sat on a rocking chair, looking down at me with lust in his eyes. I gulped and tried looking elsewhere, suddenly feeling shy as his gaze pierced me.