Dark Romance Manga Novels & Stories

I stared, letting my dark amusement flare. “No.” “Disappointing.” I couldn’t help the twitch of a smile. “You’re in my house now.” “Romantic,” he said faintly. I leaned closer, voice low, dangerous, intimate. “Don’t misunderstand, Nikolai. This isn’t mercy.” His faint smile widened slightly. “Good.”

If you ask me, he should be the sacrifice…" Before I could finish, Ximena had already plunged her hand into James's chest and ripped out his heart. She chewed on the fresh heart, bite after bite. Then, she ordered the eerie puppets to drag his body away and drain the blood to use for the wedding feast. The puppets carried out the command with excitement, like it were a holiday. They hung James's corpse upside down from a withered tree to let the blood drain. "You should do it, my husband."

I said sleepily. He was right, I felt weak and slightly sick that my eye lid started to get heavy. At once I felt a strange cold breeze blow past that made me shiver and open my already closed eyes a little bit. I caught sight of a pale looking slim man wearing a blue tight fitted tee shirt over black leather jeans and brown jacket to my right. He was standing far far away from the group so he was obviously not a part of us, he was looking down all along but as he lifted his head, I saw a his eyes turn deep red before he disappeared completely leaving me shivering against Lucas's body.

Funny how for someone as concrete as him had started seeing their distance as an illness, an unbearable suffering that throbbed with her trivial memories only to be cured by her touch. Over the darkness that was surprised with sporadic flashing lights of frightening thunders, he only heard the click of their lips as they intertwined, the gentle touch between her skin and the tip of his nose as he dove deeper in her mouth, holding her delicate neck in his snake like grip. The dirt on her hands smudged on his shirt even further when he swiftly picked her up, demonishing their height difference. His hand smoothly caressed her thighs as her legs circled his torso, holding onto his body for suppo

Moosa didn't let her complete as with the tilted head, he pasted his lips on hers, kissing her. Roshanay was left breathless as she slid against the wall, sitting on the floor by the end of the kiss. It was a demanding kiss, manifesting the fire brewing up within him, exhibiting his rage and hatred for liar or for anyone who even entertained the thought or tried to taint his honor. It didn't pour an ounce of love but it was full of dominance, possession, obsession and love- a dark love.

I hissed without thinking. Richard’s smile made my entire body tense up. He forced his lips against mine, kissing me roughly as I fought to get free. I tried to push him away but with one hand he forced both my hands in between our bodies, trapping them completely. Then he gently moved his knee in circles against my sex, making me cry out against his mouth. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get him off me and he was enjoying every second like a sick fucker. I was on the brink of orgasm when he suddenly removed his entire body from mine, leaving me in a state of sexual torture. “Only good little humans get to cum, Rose.”

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

Make that Hikaru and this mystery witch. My feelings confuse me as Hikaru takes a shine to him and I don’t know whether I find it hot or should be jealous. Seeing his semi hard cock through his pants as his eyes wander over Hikaru put me on edge. I don’t feel the pull of the mate bond but I feel an intense attraction. When the dragon kisses him and tells him to make us each a drink, I get the idea that the dragon is staking a claim. Is he jealous?

His hands mirrored mine, sliding up my open chest, fingers grazing my exposed skin, teasing the edges of my shirt, igniting sparks everywhere he touched, making my nipples harden in anticipation. We finally broke apart, panting hard, our breaths mingling in the charged air, and without a word, we tore at our clothes, yanking shirts over our heads until we were both bare-chested, the cool room air contrasting with the fire raging between us. Maddox leaned in then, his eyes dark with desire, capturing one of my nipples between his lips, sucking softly at first, then with slow, deliberate pulls that had me gasping. I moaned low and needy as his tongue swirled around the sensitive peak, licking

Though they were still beautiful, there's something about them that makes your blood run cold at first glance, something that makes them look dark and ominous. Dark magic and plotting evil does that to a werewolf. ‎ ‎Anita laughter carries across the battlefield, cruel and melodic. “Is this the mighty army of the Lycan Kingdom?” she called out, her voice echoing unnaturally. “How disappointing. How pathetic. I came here to enjoy a show! This cannot be it!” ‎ ‎The soldiers stiffen. Even the rogues fall silent, bowing their heads as she passes. ‎ ‎My blood goes cold. ‎