Dark Romance Story Novels & Stories

I didn’t believe in fate; I didn’t believe in love. I always thought that I would never fall in love, especially with someone powerful; Rich. Yet fate and love fucked me in the face and I opened my eyes. I just want to enjoy my life; every moment; every second. One evening, one meeting, and my whole life will change. My job, my friends, my family, everything will change for me. Between love, betrayal, relationship, friendship, work, and family, will Nicolette Gray come out of this story happy, or will she fade away?

Black gloves. “Mr. Rossi,” the man said politely. Matteo didn’t speak. The man walked over to the chair, sat down, crossed his legs. Unhurried. “I’m not here to hurt you. I’m here to tell you a story.” Matteo’s lips pressed into a line. “What kind of story?” “One about blood. About power. And about how Dominic Pendragon stole everything that was never his to begin with.” --- Back in the city, Dominic stood in his office with blood on his hands.

He let my hands down slowly, swiftly turning me around to claim my lips and just like that something became alight inside me. I pushed away trying to remain on track with the reason I came to talk to him. "L..lorenzo I actually came here to talk to you about something important ", I moaned out trying to remove his hands from slipping under my booty shorts. "Go on", He said while holding my hands above my head, leaving me struggling and pressing my breasts against him. He lightly sucked on my neck, making me arch my neck further. "What do you want to talk to me about Adrianna", He growled.

At night My whole room is decorated with candles and roses. I had ordered the maids to decorate it like this. The dim light from the candles is giving a romantic look inside my room. I am dressed in a red silk dress which is half-sleeved. Underneath the dress, I am wearing a silk nightgown. I know Eric will come here tonight instead of calling me to his chambers. At the end of the week, Eric always spends his night with me in my room.

He held her down, ensuring every drop stayed buried deep, their bodies locked in sweaty, trembling union. As the aftershocks faded, Elina collapsed onto his chest, her breath ragged. "I love you," she whispered softly, breaking the rule only in this tender aftermath. Francis pulled her closer, his arms wrapping around her possessively. He kissed the top of her head, inhaling the musky scent of their shared passion. "I know," he murmured, his voice softening for the first time. But even in this moment of quiet, the fire between them simmered, ready to ignite again.

“I’d be offended if you did.” They stood there, snow falling softly around them, two enemies pretending not to feel the strange pull crackling between them. “You’re a widower,” Nyra said suddenly. Sebastian’s jaw tightened. “Don’t.” “She died three years ago,” Nyra continued, her tone softer now. “I know.” Silence stretched. “You did your homework,” he said. “I always do.” Another pause. Then she smiled again—dangerous, teasing. “Relax, Volkov. I’m not here to kill you. It’s Christmas.”

Her legs remained wrapped around his waist and when he went deeper, she gasped and that gave him the chance to clash his lips against hers, with his tongue gliding in and sucking hers. “We're nowhere over, kitten. You asked for this and I'll give It to you,” Dylan mumbled, gripping her thighs and rocking his hips against hers, his trust hitting parts that made her see stars. ******************************* After some weeks, Brittany could get along with some friends and coarse mates in Notre Dame. She was extremely close to Fiona, her roommate. They shared items, meals, and even secrets. Brittany had told her about her forbidden crush on her uncle and Fiona had also shared her secrets about

When he was already dead. This story is based on revenge, obsession and dark romance. The male lead is the darkest and the cruelest character I have ever written. This story will not be like my other stories, it's quiet different. A little like vengeful redemption but with a lot different and uncompassionate male lead. This story will contain violence and forced scenes (dubios consent). Your choice to read it. Next will be updated soon, keep on liking and commenting. Keep on following me here and on I*******m it's mirah_selim

Comment your thoughts too, please. My Other Books . . The Alpha’s Christmas Present – A Dark Werewolf Romance. . . That Royal Betrothal – A Royal Romantic Adventure story . . . Badboy and Our Wrong Love - A Highschool Love Story

Jen approached madly to Loki while he gripped her arms as tightly and said. "Why do you come here just without my permission? Didn’t I told you never come to my birthday,?. “ and he added “ Let me be honest with you. The truth is... I never love you at the beginning. I just used you to replace her but let's end this. I don't want you anymore. I like women who have strong body, sweet, good -looking, a woman who can beautifully dressed and well-shaped body. While you are just dumb, simple girl, weak, quiet, and worthless. You're really shameful as my girlfriend. It's over now. Our relationship is just a joke."