Dark Romance Story Novels & Stories

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

A beautiful lady is cutting in a dark room. Strange clothes on him. The sword has penetrated his stomach. His fresh blood is falling on the sword. At the same time, tears are falling from my eyes. The light of the moon is falling on him. Darkness all around places without moonlight. The girl can see the absence of her beloved man. That's not laughing like a cruel. Isn't his mind crying for a lover? The girl says she's trapped .... How can you do that with me? Once the diameter is yours ... you say these lies. You didn't hit me with a sword. B .... Believe me I will forget everything. I will obey you ...

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

“I was poisoned by a man I once called friend. He wanted my lands and title. I died slowly in the room just below us, calling out for a wife who was no longer there. The pain was terrible, but the loneliness afterward was worse. I remained trapped here for over a century.” His hand slid lower between my thighs. Cool fingers found me wet and stroked me gently. I moaned softly and pressed back against him. “I am sorry,” I whispered. “You must have been so lonely.” “I was.” his fingers circled my most sensitive spot with perfect pressure. “Until you came to this house. So quiet and gentle, yet full of hidden fire. You have awakened me, Helen.”

“Sa piling kasi ng mahal nila, doon nila nahahanap ang kanilang sarili.” “Ah…” “Blue…” “Hmm…” “May tanong pa ako sa’yo.” “Inatake na naman ang curiosity mo. Ako naman ang magtatanong sa’yo. Kung isasapeikula ang buhay natin, ano kaya ang magiging genre?” “Hmm… Romance?” “Mali.” “Eh ano?” “Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.”

Andre brings his arms up from where he was holding Dylan’s waist, grabbing the small card on top of the basket and opens it for Dylan to read. ‘Nothing fuels a tired brain better than chocolate. Love, Denis & Haejin.’ “oh my god, you told her didn’t you?” gasping at the glare he gets from his boyfriend, “told her what?” “about you finding me drowning myself in forty chocolate pastries” Andre laughs hard into Dylan’s shoulder. Pressing a kiss there lightly, watching as his boyfriend opens one of the wrapped pastries and bites into it without hesitation. “i didn’t tell her about that, but i did tell her the more chocolate the better. Clearly, she took what I said very seriously.”

My fingers clutch his shirt, needing to hold onto something as my knees threaten to betray me. "You shouldn't," I whisper, breathless, even though I'm the one closing the gap this time. "I know," he says, and then he kisses me again-this time deeper, desperate. Like he's starved and I'm the only thing that's ever tasted right. Tell me if this isn't my dark romance book right here, what it is... If there's anything... I didn't see my day ending with Dominic not to talk of getting kissed by him. Someone tell me this ain't no dream. Tell me, this is happening for real.

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

Dark romance is not for the faint of heart. It’s love dressed in shadows—seductive, savage, and unforgiving. It doesn’t bloom in sunlight but thrives in obsessions, in secrets whispered at midnight, in bruised skin and broken vows. It is a battlefield where hearts are used as weapons, where pleasure walks hand in hand with pain, and danger is the price of desire. He’s the villain in a tailored suit. The monster hiding behind a beautiful face, The man who kisses you like salvation and punishes you like sin.

This is my first English novel and has a grammar mistake and two Pov's in a single chapter. Read at your own will but I gurantee you if you ignore the mistake then you will love the plot and how the story will go. This novel is full of suspense, Romance, Thrill and amazing twist. You all will loved it. Again I'm repeating please ignore grammatical mistakes and this story has many Pov's. Its not a long story. You all will loved it.