Dark Romance Fantasy Novels & Stories

He placed it on the bedside table at the head of the bed, lowering the volume but still letting the music play. He dimmed the lights, then he joined her on the bed where she was sound asleep. He slipped under the covers and spooned her, sharing his warmth with her. Then he inhaled her scent. He knew that moment, the new venture Men’s Aura required. It was a female fragrance and he decided that it would be based on Inara’s scent and the project will commence as soon as their honeymoon was over. He drifted off to sleep as the soft music of Enya’s Drifting played in the background.

"Oh my god! Is he doing it again?" Marona hissed while imagining the horror. "Any update on Aurora?" Damon asked Mikhail. "I hope she is alive or else this man will go crazy." "She is alive, we just need to find her." Mikhail sighed. Rafael walked out of the basement at the same time, drenched in blood and anger. He was silently walking towards the house. "Hey, Rafael... We were talking about baby's genders. What do you want, girls or boys?" Damon asked and Mikhail nudged him. He was literally poking a wounded tiger.

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She was laying naked and bathing in her own blood there. From that moment whenever he felt rage he used to cut his own hand and suck the blood out thinking it was Avalyn's ,that gave him peace of mind. Damien had his eyes closed and his head hung low as he finished telling him how he did everything with her in brief. "I had buried her in that graveyard by myself, and you know what I had named her," he smirked. "Devil's Innocent Angel, She was mine and I was the Devil and she was pure Innocent Angel whom I ruined,But I don't regret a single moment spent with her, she was delicious just like her blood",he said and his laughter echoed in the whole room.

He throws my body onto his bed and I bounce for a second before his body is on me, his hardening length pressing into the spot between my legs. I try to twist my body and crawl away but Richard is immovable. “Stop!” I cry out, feeling sick to my stomach with fear. Richard forces my legs apart with his body and forces his hands beneath my short black dress. He grips my thighs hard, not enough to bruise as evidence he’d hurt me but just enough to make me feel pain. “Your bodies perfect, Rose. Even some of the female vampires couldn’t compare to you.” He opens a draw and to my horror he pulls out a pair of hand cuffs. Even with me struggling to escape, he managed to handcuff my wrists so they’r

She wanted to back me into a corner so tight that the only escape was marriage. Her mistake? I do not scare. A slow, deliberate smirk tugged at my mouth. “I dare you,” I said softly. Her smile didn’t falter. If anything, it sharpened. And then—she crossed into territory so dangerous it would have terrified a sane woman. “I love dark romance,” she murmured, taking another step toward me. “Your rejection… your hatred… only makes me want you more. Arden, I can feel the tension in you. You’re a man who needs to dominate. A man who needs control. And I’m not afraid of that.”

God, he was every fantasy I’d ever had, carved to perfection. His lips hovered against my ear as his breath fanned hot over my skin. “How come I didn't know you were this damn sexy?” he murmured, his voice dark velvet. The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze.

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

The morning light filtered softly through the curtains of Ethan’s bedroom, painting everything in a warm golden haze. I woke up tangled in his sheets, my body deliciously sore in all the right places. Ethan’s arm was draped possessively over my waist, his warm breath tickling the back of my neck. For a moment I just lay there, savoring the feeling of being wrapped in forbidden warmth, his cum from last night still faintly sticky between my thighs.

He groaned, his hands gripping my ass as I started to move—slow at first, then faster, grinding into him. The forest around us stirred. Wolves howled, witch chants resumed, and that unknown threat—whatever laughed in the dark—crept closer. But I rode James with desperation, my tits bouncing in his face, my juices coating his cock. He pinched my nipples, hard, and I cried out. “Harder,” he growled. “Show them you’re mine.” I slammed down, taking him deeper, and felt his cock twitch inside me. He came with a roar, filling me again, the bond flaring so brightly that the trees around us seemed to glow.