Dark Romance Novels & Stories

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

she whispered in pain, as a piece of glass got stuck into her finger, she tried effortlessly to bring it out, all to no avail, as it only worsened and widened the injury the more, as blood flowed from it. Remembering, she heard a question earlier, she sprang to her feet, to see a furious Sebastian few feets away from her, and when she says furious, like furious, his gray eyes blazed, as if darkness was made into, as there was no shred of light,just pure darkness, that can send some straight to hell, that had no redemption, it felt as if he was boring Holes into her, that will kill her in seconds with his eyes, he looked too dangerous, and strangely more handsome than ever.

Matteo turned his face slightly, kissing Dominic’s collarbone through the fabric of his shirt. Dominic closed his eyes. "I hate seeing him like this." "He’s angry. But he’s not lost." "I don’t know how to fix this." "You don’t have to fix everything. Sometimes people need to fall apart a little before they figure out who they are." Dominic looked down at him. Matteo looked up at the same time. They kissed again. This one was deeper. Slower. The kind of kiss that didn’t ask for anything, but gave everything. It was mouths moving with unspoken understanding. Tongues brushing. Hands sliding up spines.

Her eyes red, she tried to sound generous as she said, "Felix, don't you love me the most? Are you really going to blame me for this? I'm your only public girlfriend; everyone expects you to marry me. I'm upset, Felix. I'm the one who's been by your side. Why would you need a substitute who looks just like me? You can't love anyone else—only me!" She thought her tantrum would make Felix apologize and comfort her. But Felix's gaze turned icy with fury, the killing intent practically radiating off of him. He only relaxed when he saw me open my eyes. The three followers, seeing the tension, quickly jumped in. "Mr. Palmer, Darcy is your true love. Everyone else is just a passing fling. You shoul

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.

She knew that Liam meant every word he said, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of a long and dangerous battle. "Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me until you forget about him." As Penelope and Liam's passion for each other intensifies, they begin to undress, their hands moving quickly to remove each other's clothing. Penelope's fingers shake as she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie underneath. Liam's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her, and he quickly sheds his own clothes. They stand before each other, their bodies bare, the love and desire they feel for each other clear in their eyes. They embrace, their

“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

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

The contrast between the freezing bark against her back and the furnace-like heat of his body sliding against hers drove her to hysteria, her voice breaking into soft, breathless gasps that filled the quiet clearing. As the frantic pace of their union reached its peak, the chaotic energy of their mating bond flared to life, sending a shockwave of shared emotion between them. Dominic felt the raw, unyielding depth of her submission, and Rosalie felt the terrifying, protective madness of his obsession, an obsession so possessive it was a weapon. With one final, powerful surge of his strength, Dominic anchored her hips flush against his and sealed his absolute claim, his deep, resonant growl vi

This dark romance had reached its peak—a union of vengeance and love, where the true victor was the one who could bear the weight of their own sins. “I am yours, Leonard,” Dante whispered into the night wind. “And you are mine… in this beautiful hell.”