Dark Romance Fantasy Books Novels & Stories

And the present and future have everything and nothing to do with what could’ve happened in the past and what will happen. Hello, lovelies... If you're a new reader, you can check out my other books on Dreamè Àpp, my books are all completed and búlly, dark romance on there!! Saved By The Devil. Indebted To A Tyrant King. And new one: Lord of Violence (MMMF). A. Gupta

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The desk, the books, the searing heat of him, it all dissolved into the oppressive, grey light of a Tuesday morning filtering through her cheap blinds. “Bloody hell…” she muttered, burying her face in the pillow. She lay there, heart hammering against her ribs, her skin slick with a fine sheen of sweat, the ghost of his touch still tingling on her lips, the echo of his groan ringing in her ears. Her chest still heaved as though she had run a mile, skin damp with sweat, lips tingling from phantom kisses. It wasn’t the first time. For weeks she had woken from near-identical dreams, each one more explicit than the last, each one starring the same man, Dr. Davis Clarke, her Literature professor.

Drop them in the comments! In the meantime, I’d be starting a new book real soon! And guess what? It’s a werewolf dark fantasy. A big jump from young adult romance--I know. You can read the excerpt below! It’ll be out real soon so be on the lookout for it too! Again, thank you very much for all the love on Played In Thirty Days, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. See you soon! Excerpt of my New Book...

At least the women there are clean and all tested and I am a member. I get to my car and retrieve my wallet from the dashboard and check if the card is there and it is. I smile and ignite the car. Velvet House is a fantasy world that gives most men what they do not get in their marriages. Here, one gets all types of sex depending on their preference. I am a hardcore dominant and I love my partners submissive and masochistic. I love dominating for a good fuck but once in a while, I can switch roles but that doesn't with whether I can get a good dominatrix.

“I'll eradicate every last one of them from the surface of this world, if I have to.” I followed the trial of the cart to an open valley. Meara's scent had just been there, or I could smell a drop of her blood. But something else was there with me. Dead carcass. Immediately it lunged at me as I turned to face it, but I was left stunned. My feral red eyes dimmed for a moment. It was a brown fur Lycan, only that this particular Lycan smelled like a vampire. I had seen this before. A conjuring—Necromancy. Such magic was forbidden, lost to ancient wars. It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body.

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?”

Is she evil? And what oath did Damien take when he was at the brink of death? Is it connected to the spell?? How did he survive? Will he ever love Alisha again? 🌹MY MASTER & I🌹💦 💦🌹 Season 2🌹 Episode 1💦🌹 _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THEME: DARK & LONELY .. Heavy wind blew across the horizon, sending chills into the spines of the inhabitants of Earth. The demon queen walked majestically and sternly around the dark axis of the black Moore kingdom,with a lonely heart.

He lifted her like she weighed nothing, but his hands trembled with restraint. Her legs wrapped around his waist with the desperation of a drowning woman clutching driftwood. Her breath hitched as his lips broke from hers, only to trail down her throat, tasting the line of her pulse like a man starved—like she was the only thing that could satisfy centuries of hunger. The bond burned. Not softly now, but with the full, brutal heat of surrender. Magic curled around them, thick and pulsing, weaving through the air like smoke—living, sentient, ravenous.

“He saved me once. From drowning. Left me a note. Then another one. And now he’s acting like I’m the one who bit him. What’s his deal?” She started folding my clothes from the first bag. Very slow. Very precise. Like she was trying not to throw something. “He’s… private.” “Private. Right. That’s code for ‘vampire with issues,’ isn’t it?” No answer. She just kept folding. I leaned against the desk, arms crossed. “Does he hate everyone or just me? Because the way he looked at me like I personally ruined his whole day, it felt personal.” Still nothing. “Nicole. Come on. Girl to girl. Throw me a bone.”