Dark Romance Means Novels & Stories

His Meera looks etheral, her long caramel hair cascading down till her waist, her skin porcelain, flushed with beautiful hue of red, the ambers of her eyes shone like fire due to sunlight on her face, her full plump pink lips smiling widely at the camera, her milky neck with beautiful moles on it looked inciting. She looked inciting, there is no one like her. And he will not let her go, never ever. “She is his, only his”. * Meanwhile ~ The room was dark and Abram walked inside his room, locking the door behind him. He rubbed his temple, as the migraine did not cease only increased. So much happened in just one day, he is married. He is married to the woman he wasn’t supposed to marry. A wom

They heat me up quickly and make me wild. This wine isn't meant to make one feel high. No. It's for creating that romantic moment. I always take it for Lysa because I never want her to think that her choices aren't welcomed. I take a few more sips, and I then take a large gulp and without swallowing, I pull her to me and feed her slowly as I kiss her. After I am done feeding her, I prolong the kiss as I suck on her tongue and I watch her go weak and I break the kiss.

“It’s just a dance, Alessia.” “It doesn’t feel like just a dance,” I murmured, my voice barely audible over the music. His smirk faded, replaced by something darker, more serious. “That’s because it’s not.” His words sent a shiver down my spine. The proximity between us was suffocating yet thrilling, a dangerous push and pull that I couldn’t seem to escape. “Do you enjoy making people feel this way?” I asked, my voice sharper now, though I wasn’t sure who I was angrier at—him for being so infuriatingly magnetic, or myself for not pulling away.

Korran She tried to flee, but I caught her by the neck and pinned her to the floor. “You did this!” I growled. My body ached with deadly desires. Her warm chocolate smell filled the entire room, leaving me salivating with extreme pleasures. “You poisoned me!” I said breathing heavily down her neck. My beastly cock rubbed against her pussy. I could feel the heat it produced, like a wolf in mating season. My body ached to drive my cock into her pussy. To feel that warmth surrounding my entire shaft. It had been long I groaned with such desires, since my last mate died.

I Sat back down and looked at my hands entwined with Irena's, she squeezed and I squeezed back, trying to comfort each other where words are useless. Everywhere was silent and we stared forward. Awaiting our doom. ¶•¶•¶•¶

Gelo has never made you feel this way, which is reasonable since you never loved him in the first place. but Genesis right in front of you, staring at you like you are an expensive gem to him just made you feel some other type of the way—just a single touch can make your organs explode. Gelo notices your nervousness, so he brings his face close to your neck—his lips biting your skin, which made your bare blossoms hardened. his arms still wrapped around your waist, his hands traveling your bareback. you never felt like this before...is this what you call affection? is this the feeling that you needed?

Roman shifted first from behind me, pulling out softly, and I exhaled roughly. “Good girl,” Damian praised as he leaned down and kissed me softly before he moved, leaving my sight of view. But a second later, Roman was there. He looked… undone. Like he was completely shattered, his hair glued to his face from sweat. His chest heaved with deep breaths, his skin glistening with sweat. And his eyes… his eyes were so dark I couldn't see the blue anymore. “My love,” he whispered as he reached out and cupped my face with both hands, his touch so tender despite how rough and dark he looked. “My mate.”

...|<><>|...|<><>|... . The night had passed with Alessa pouring all her love into him, her heart overflowing with emotions. She believed that this night had been the turning point in their tumultuous relationship, a moment when she finally felt she had truly connected with Rican, her husband. Every touch, every kiss had been filled with genuine affection, her love for him shining through with each intimate gesture. She had dreamed of such a night for so long, and now that it had happened, her heart was full of hope and contentment.

I bit my bottom lip, shrugging. "What kind of books do you mean? There are motivational books, novels..." I trailed off, listing various genres. Colby rubbed his face, frustration etched on his features. "The book I'm talking about is...dark. Dark romance." I cocked my head, signing, "I do read that. Why? What's wrong?" Colby's eyes seemed to bore into mine. "Then you might know...have you ever had any fantasies? Like, reading them, did you ever imagine..." He trailed off, his gaze intense.

I couldn’t breathe, my lungs refused to draw in a breath. Dante’s voice was quiet and dangerous, rough with warning as he said, “Because I missed you.” He directed a cold smirk at me as he added, "Little sister." _____ Hello, dear readers. I write Dark Romance- about mafia, bully, arrange marriage, obsessed anti-heroes that you'll always fall in love with. And the theme of this book is the same. But this is the first time I am writing a book with mmfm. And if you skipped the Introduction, please note, this book will be DARK, with various themes you might not be comfortable with. A. Gupta