Dark Romance Story Novels & Stories

Something intrigues him and he decided to make her his. That day, she lost her every hope, he got his all reasons to live. She lost her light, he got his sunshine. And he came into her life like an angel, that what she thinks and pulled her out of her darkness to another world, to another world of danger and guns. What will happen when the king of darkness falls for the soul of light.?? What will happen, when she gave her heart to the man of the mafia world unaware of his true identity.??? How their love will survive in the world of darkness with some truths which are going to turn their lives ups and downs.

Those dark eyes were full of primal need. Her red furiously blushing face. Those flustered moves, quivering swollen lips and that fear filled yet aching ocean orbs were his undoing. "I love you!" With a loud snarl he plunged himself inside her in one deep forceful thrust and she was filled to the hilt. Her body tensed up as she let out a loud scream. Both pleasure and pain. Her nails dug in the flesh of his shoulder as he stayed balls deep inside her to let her adjust.

"Simple. I withhold your allowance until I get the equivalent. And that would be after tanning your hide for keeping the blackmail away from me in the first place, which I still have a mind to do." She hugged him tightly. "That melts my heart. I like it." He said, planting a kiss on her head. "I like it a lot." She smiled smugly. Inara's tip about the tight hug worked, after all, she thought as he caressed her cheek, looking deeply into her eyes. "I love you, Mrs.Michael Ray." "I love you too, Darling." She responded and he pressed his lips to hers in an enrapturing kiss. *** That night, outside Violet May's abandoned shed, an eerie wind was blowing and gathering pieces of the burnt book tog

Back then, he had used this trick to win over her heart too. Looking back, she finally realized how stupid she was before. A man’s promise was only a lie. All the romantic gestures were traps to bedazzle the woman’s heart. The corners of her lips twitched into a sardonic smile as she held the bouquet of flowers. Matthew thought success was near upon seeing her smile. Immediately, he did as he had rehearsed before and led her toward the hall that was covered with fresh flowers. He readjusted his emotions, knelt one knee, and held her hands. “Christina, I like you. Be my girlfriend.”

Blake wаѕ angry and seemed lіkе hе wanted to hurt ѕоmеthіng whеn I shared mу раіn. Thеѕе twо mеn аrе wіrеd completely differently. Yеt hоw саn I bе аttrасtеd to thеm both? Hоw am I even attracted tо Jаѕоn аt аll? Blаkе hаѕ mу heart. [Next POV from 'Carrie' in Chapter 41] ******** Author Note: Check out my 2nd Series "Forbidden Love Stories (Book 2)" on Goodovel. It is more sensual and has many hot steamy romance scenes and episodes which will make you curl your toes in excitement.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

He would take a stroll, but return back home, that was what Venetia was used to, for him to diverge all he wanted, knowing in the end, he would end up with her and her alone. Tara flipped the equations as if they were put in a hurricane, crashing the world around her. Donavan Frantino had lost his hunger for women, as if someone had quelled his sexual appetite with truck full of ice cubes. Many thought it was the responsibility of his daughter that directed his attention, but to those who knew what Tara and Don had build all those years ago, they knew it wasn't an ordinary fire that could be extinguished with sand and water for it was inferno that burnt intensely with years, of wait, of veng

I collapse onto the bed, utterly spent, trembling. He collapses over me, his weight heavy and familiar. For a long minute, there is only the sound of our ragged, mingled breaths. Then he rolls us to our sides, pulling me tight against his chest. His lips find mine again, but this kiss is different—softer, slower, dazed. He breaks the kiss, his forehead resting against mine. His eyes are dark, shocked, filled with a kind of reverent exhaustion. “I'm not getting married. Jane misunderstood, "

No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted without the author’s written permission. This is a dark romance collection. In these stories, you will be fascinated by the dominance, fierce desire, obsession, and all-inclusive encircling control exerted by strong and powerful men. Love is gritty, problematic, and will test every last boundary. While walking into this journey…powerful and obsessive love will spark and thrill you, I beg you to take care of yourself while reading. Your physical and emotional safety is my number one priority, and if the passion at any point becomes too much, I encourage you to take a break. POINT OF VIEWS

Right now, I'm working on a romantasy about a Dragonborne woman who is rejected by her fated mate and hunted to death. I also have an idea for The Ice Queen and Her Loyal Bodyguard, a forbidden romance between two people who should never fall in love. Then there's an enemies-to-lovers story about an obsessive older brother and sister who secretly team up to break up their younger siblings' relationship... only to end up falling for each other instead. And finally, a suspense romance where a college student begins to suspect that the professor she's secretly in love with may have murdered his own wife. So yes...