Novel & Cerita Dark Romance Novels Adults

In fact it was getting pretty obvious that I could do more than spank it to her, she was giving some pretty clear signals. As I sat up and clicked save on my latest Miss Ross driven story it occurred to me that I probably should get something going with Kim and give up on my stupid fantasies. I'd been watching and writing too much p**n lately. I minimized the screen on "Special" and stared at the next document which was my goofy vampire story for the group. As I read the uninspiring words I realized it could be a decent story if I tossed some hot sex in there. I doubted that Miss Ross would appreciate that though. I grinned as I thought that in any scenario I could envision she would not onl

A violent shiver ran through me, and my thighs pressed together, an involuntary reaction he definitely noticed, as his smile widened. He placed the toys on the dresser, then moved his hand on my jaw, tilting my face up until I had no choice but to meet his eyes. They weren't soft anymore; they were dark, fathomless, filled with a hunger so raw that it looked like I'd woken a beast in him that had been sleeping for years. His thumb brushed against my lower lip, and I trembled, a soft gasp escaping me. His lips met mine again, and this time it was different. It was a kiss of possession, a silent promise that every desire I'd ever had was about to be fulfilled.

His shorts tented obviously now, his cock thickening at my proximity. He ran a hand through his damp hair, his eyes dropping to my thin tank top, where my nipples poked through the fabric. 'I found them online. After you visited last time, I couldn't stop thinking about you. It was a mistake, but... fuck, you're so beautiful.' His confession hung in the air, raw and honest. My anger twisted into hunger. I'd fantasized about older men, about crossing lines, but this? This was real. Dangerous. I glanced at the stairs, Katrina could wake any second, but the risk only made my clit pulse harder.

Edward handled most of them while I restocked shelves and learned the layout. Around two, a woman came in looking for a specific dark romance. "Do you have anything like Butcher & Blackbird?" she asked. "I just finished it and I need something similar." Edward looked at me. "Maliya?" I stepped forward. "Have you read Haunting Adeline? Or the Broken Bride series? They've got similar dark romance vibes with morally gray love interests." Her face lit up. "I haven't read either of those. Where are they?" I led her to the romance section, pulled both books, gave her quick summaries.

Candlelight flickered between them. “Why did you come to my residence to cause harassment?” Jane leaned in, lowering her voice with purpose. “Point of correction — I came to your fake residence to tell your fake wife that I was still interested in being with you... my man.” Dominic’s jaw tensed. “Us no longer exists,” he said. “That chapter ended. We’ve moved on.” “I want us back. Please.” “Jane,” he said, voice firm, “stop. I don’t want to drag this. I invited you here for an adult conversation.”

J About Aurelia Aurelia Skye is the pen name USA Today bestselling author Kit Tunstall uses when writing science fiction romance. It’s simply a way to separate the myriad types of stories she writes so readers know what to expect with each “author.” Join her newsletter at kittunstall.com/newsletter.

“Someone he expected to obey… to yield. I was his object.” “Damn,” Dennis curses. My body cringes. I hug myself, feeling the goosebumps crawl over my limbs down to my toes. Drake wasn’t exactly into bondage or anything like that, but he was controlling, dominating, narcissistic, possessive, and abusive. He was my owner…

I didn't care, I just knew that it was fantastic. With every lick, the ember of my desire burned brighter, threatening to catch into a full blown blaze at any moment. I felt my temperature rising, the heat consuming me from within. Tremors rocked my body as his tongue fanned the sparks that my body nursed. I felt the heat rising, felt the smoke, and where there's smoke, there's always fire. When the flame ignited, my eyes squeezed shut. Delicious licks of fire washed over my every nerve, intensifying every sensation that I felt. The red color of the flames was all I could see, and my ears roared with the intensity of the flame.

But when I look up at him and see his good looks go dark under the fading lights, I almost feel like I’m dancing with a real live vampire, and there’s not much sexier than that. Someone bumps into me on my right, jerking me out of my Twilight sex- haze, and I look over in annoyance. No matter how crowded the dance floor gets, there’s still some etiquette to be followed, and part of that concept is the rule that says you’re not supposed to be an asshole and ruin a vampire love affair moment. After-work party, dead ahead. “Watch it,” I say to the dingbat blonde who’s bumping and grinding away with a group of girlfriends. She has her navy blue blazer rolled up to her elbows and her blouse untuc

Pinning her to the table, he trailed rough kisses on her skin with his lips. “You asked for this, Mi amor. I will ruin you till you don't feel your legs..” He whispered in her ears. A smirk formed on her lips as she challenged him. “Ruin me, daddy. That's exactly what I want..” He smirked and slapped her ass, causing her to shiver. “Don't say I didn't warn you.” ********************* As the church members filed out of the dimly lit Catholic church, the warm sunlight spilled across the steps, illuminating the vibrant flowers and lush greenery surrounding the building.