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He kept going, dragging every ripple of pleasure from me like he had all the time in the world. “Say it,” he demanded again. “Say you’re mine.” I didn’t want to. “You’ll never hate me enough,” he said. “And I’ll never stop wanting to destroy you.” ******************************************* This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, organizations, and events are the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental. This story contains mature themes, including dark romance, emotional manipulation, and supernatural elements, intended for an 18+ audience. It may include scenes t

I repeat, though deep down, I know I just wanted to be the one to do it first. He doesn’t answer. Or chooses not to. He’s the oldest among us three. And we all know he has to be sure of what we’re sensing. His eyes change. Pupils dilate, swallowing all color. Black. Dark as the deepest night. "I just need to know," he whispers. Then he kisses her. At first, it’s barely a touch. But when Natalia’s light resurfaces and wraps around him, Roman deepens the kiss. Like he needs to absorb her, merge with her.

Because I wanted it. I squeeze my eyes shut. Why does he affect me this much? Damien Wolfe is a storm I should’ve run from. But instead, I stood in the rain and opened my mouth. A buzz sounds near my bed—my phone. One message from Maya. “Not coming back tonight. Staying with a friend. Be safe.” I sigh. I wish I could talk to her. But what would I even say? “Hey, Maya, I kissed my boss and now his sex-obsessed ex is back from the dead and I think I’m losing my mind?”

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“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

She had dreamed of such a night for so long, and now that it had happened, her heart was full of hope and contentment. However, beneath the surface, a storm was brewing. While Alessa basked in the glow of what she thought was the best night of her life, Rican's mind was consumed by something far darker. His heart burned with a desire for revenge, a need to punish for the pain of losing Sia, the woman he truly loved. Every act of intimacy with Alessa was a calculated move, a part of his plan to exact vengeance.

That’s where the head of the bratva and my hero live. ‘Do you think we would’ve fallen in love if we met under normal circumstances?’ ‘I’d always fall in love with you.’ Anya’s mouth finds mine, and time falls away. Our souls connect, and we become one. Love doesn’t begin to describe what I feel for her. Anya is my beginning and my end. She’s my forever and always. My soulmate. XXX The Present - Three years later… Anya Santini de Luna POV Locking the door of my bookstore, I walk to the back, where Xander Marc Vincent is napping.

, she said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".

The script unfolded in my mind, a narrative that would entwine the fates of two unsuspecting souls. A wry smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "There is a great chance she'll fall in love with this man and become mates." The romantic undercurrents of the plan added a layer of complexity, a twist in the tale that resonated with the unpredictable nature of love. The potential for an unexpected connection fueled the intrigue of the unfolding drama.