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I felt my face getting covered with goosebumps as he moved close to me, my heart itching to feel the taste of his lips on mine, my breath getting thicker at the moment and his warm breath hovering over my face, making my situation even worse. What is he doing to me. Why did I want to break every wall for him? “Have you ever loved someone, Dominic?” I breathed out and his eyes slips into darkness. “I have, and she never had any idea of it, she still doesn’t.” He said, as if he was speaking to me, like the words were meant for me. “Love is darkness Aurora, love is a storm, it’s a wildfire, and it gets worse if the person is in love with me, the way I love, it’s no fairytale, it’s pure darkness

Dark said seriously, forcing himself to stay strong. Cassandra tried to lighten the mood. “You’re getting corny again,” she teased. “I don’t care if it’s corny. I’m completely smitten,” Dark replied, full of emotion. Dark cupped her face and pressed an even deeper kiss, as if to show all the love he felt for her. Cassandra responded with equal intensity, pouring out all her emotions, knowing that even if they were apart, their love would keep them connected.

As soon as she spotted Dominic, she scrambled upright her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Dominic’s gaze was slow and deliberate, dragging over Ava’s limbs, the way my shirt had ridden up, and the exposed strip of skin at my waist, then his attention finally rested solely on me. His eyes, dark and fathomless, locked onto mine, and for a split, breathless second, I was lost in them. "Am I interrupting something?" He asked, his eyes still holding mine. My skin prickled under his stare, "No," I croaked my throat as dry as a badger’s armpit.

Outside meant being alone when the sun dipped too low. She pushed again, harder. The hallway lights flared and then went dark. Silence swallowed the house. For a brief, terrible second, she felt herself slipping, the effort of holding everything together costing more than she had to give. Her form flickered weakly near him, barely an outline, barely present. He turned toward her fully now. “I can’t stay inside forever,” he said quietly. His face held no anger. The clean planes of it were calm. Forever. She did not think of that word the way he did. Forever was already hers. She had been forever for years.

Dominated by the three Alphas is dark, heavy, and filled with surprises. Please read the following carefully. - Strong language - Explicit sexual contents - Graphic scenes - Stalking - Obsessive and possessive behavior - Emotional abuse and manipulation - Coercion and obsessive behavior - Betrayal - Forced proximity and captivity This is a dark LGBTQ romance. The love here is complicated and it is costly. The characters are flawed in ways that will frustrate you, unsettle you, and at certain points make you question everything you thought you wanted from a love story. That is intentional and frankly the point.

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 angry, shamed part of her still wanted to push him away, suspecting he had spent his absent night with another of his companions, and she remained stiff for a long moment, until his gentle mouth and softly caressing hands smoothed away her resistance. Their lovemaking was slow, almost tenuous, as they let their bodies speak all the things they both wanted to say. Or maybe she was misinterpreting his apologetic touches and soothing kisses. Perhaps she was fooling herself so she could continue sharing her body with him. Even the doubt of that couldn’t hold back her cries of passion, and she was eager for him when he lifted her thigh and entered her carefully, drawing out his possession unt

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.