Dark Romance Novels & Stories

The two guys were conversing with one another when Sofia casually inquired about Inez, to whom Inez openly answered the questions. "How did you two first met?" Sofia questioned with excitement because she adored them together. She had no idea how toxic they were, even though they appeared to be created for each other. Damien responded by placing his hands on hers and saying, "She kissed me and I fell love her, that's all. Half-truth: She kissed him, but his obsession with vengeance caused him to go blind. Sofia murmured, "Aww..how sweet," as she regarded them.

Genre: Demon x Human | Dark Fantasy Romance CW: Explicit sexual content, dark themes, possessive behavior, consensual but intense interaction. . . . The tavern in the city’s edge district reeked of smoke, sweat, and regret. Jolene Blaock didn’t mind it. It was a place where questions got lost in drink and eyes never stayed too long on one face. That night, she wanted that anonymity. A bruised heart, a broken job contract, and no more patience for the gods she used to pray to, she just wanted to be left alone.

He just shut the door behind him and began gesturing into the room, his eyes dragging across every inch of her body. Isadora’s body quivered from within, the look in his eyes stirring up something rough and dangerous within her. But she shut it out. Because… she couldn’t be dripping or desiring him again, like he and his brother didn’t fucking ruin her body like she was theirs to greedily ravish. “So, you are into stuff like this?” Damian asked, raising the book that she was reading. It was a dark romance, and the title was enough introduction about what the book contained.

It was a shockingly gentle touch for someone so cruel. "Don't make this difficult," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my lips. "It doesn't have to be. We just have to understand each other." His head dipped, and his mouth found mine. This kiss was different. Not hurried, not just for show. It was deep, possessive, forcing my lips apart. My mind screamed no, but my body felt a terrifying surge, a confusing mix of fear and an unwanted, sickening response. He pushed me gently back until my back hit the solid wood of the door. He deepened the kiss, his tongue brushing mine, exploring. My hands, clenched into fists, wanted to push him away, but they wouldn't obey. I was trapped between him and th

You've passed the point of no/Angel of music Return/You deceived me I gave you my mind blindly You try my patience Make your choice Pitiful creature of darkness What kind of life have you known? God give me courage to show you You are not alone When Emmy Rossum and Gerard Butler kissed, Daphnie started crying again; I also let a few tears fall. It was probably the most beautiful moment in the movie.

“You are my home.” They moved together like they’d never been apart, like they knew every rhythm of each other’s bodies. The pace was slow, sensual—more about connection than conquest. Every kiss, every touch, was an apology, a promise, and a declaration. When it finally washed over them, it did so in waves—breathless, shuddering waves that left them gasping, clinging to each other in the aftermath. Dominic rolled to the side, pulling her into his arms, holding her like something sacred.

She stuttered, “Off… off the lights.” Laurence's fingertip stayed on her forehead for a long time as he looked at her knitted brows. “Aren't you afraid of the dark?” Zoey didn't want him to see her face when she was turned on. It was something she couldn't control. They were like the most intimate lovers in bed. She said a little breathily, “Switch it on again after we finish.” Laurence kissed her ear. It seemed like he liked her ear very much these days. He grunted hoarsely and switched off the light. Other than the faint light shining in through the curtains, the room was nearly pitch black.

Expect: ❄️ hockey rivalry 🐺 possessive alpha energy 🖤 forced proximity ❄️ locker room tension 🐺 secrets that can ruin everything 🖤 emotional damage ❄️ hate that slowly turns into something much more dangerous 🌶️Spicy smut Noel thought hiding the truth would keep him safe. He was wrong. please note, it's a slow burn romance but I promise it will worth your time and of course good smut🌶️🌶️🌶️ Leave a comment if you're ready to get marked on ice🧊

“You’re scary sometimes, you know that? If I didn’t know you, I might think that’s something supernatural—like a ghost taking human form!” Dark pretended to be offended, his brows furrowing. “So now I’m a ghost? Can’t I just be mysterious and extremely handsome?” After revealing his handsome face, he moved closer. “There, now you’re sure! It’s really me—your beloved husband, Dark Nathaniel Villamonte.” Before Roxane could protest, Dark quickly pulled her into his arms and kissed her gently but full of affection. Roxane felt the warmth of the kiss and the intensity of his longing in every movement.

Mas nilapit ko pa ang mukha ko rito, nang mag tama ang mga ilong namin ay bigla na lang 'tong ngumisi. "You're trying to flirt at me, aren't you?" he sounds so sexy with an accent voice. "It depends, your majesty." ngisi ko rito. Hinawakan nito ang baba ko at pinaglapat ang mga labi namin. When his soft lips met mine I closed my eyes. Mapusok na hinalikan ako nito na agad ko namang tinugon. Habang nag hahalikan kami ay napangisi ako ng palihim.