Dark Witch Romance Books Novels & Stories

A flash of lightning crackles overhead, reflecting hellfire in the matte black depths of its eyes. “I’ll never be yours,” I snarl back. The weight of Jake’s body pins me down. I can barely move. But I won’t let Amos break me, not while I still have hope. The demon grins. “You already are.” Disgust and terror bubble up in my very soul as it closes the distance between us and swoops in for a brutal kiss. My hands claw at its chest to push it away, but it’s no use. Amos is too strong.

And revenge. For his dangerous tattooed queen. The one who killed him. The one he would make his, no matter how many lifetimes it took. This is a streamy Dark Fantasy Werewolf Romance book you don't want to miss for anything. Believe me when I tell you, you don't want to miss this.

The book spoke of a long-forgotten prophecy, passed down through generations from a thousand years ago when it was written, after the death of the guardians of the dark world. The first chapter spoke of dire consequences that would befall a witch who by any chance dared to interact with a devil in whichever situation, and if by any chance that were to happen then the witch had to be taken back to the dark world and be imprisoned in a dungeon full of poisonous insects as a punishment to prevent future interaction between the two kinds. The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding.

TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter is rough, it contains sexual violence and if you don’t have the stomach for it I suggest you skip it for your own sanity. SANTIAGO Diego thrashing against the restraints I have on him when Alexis, Adriana’s wolf, is begging him over, wanting him near. The woman belonging to that wolf is kissing me fiercely, her lips molding against mine, tongue swirling and a hand pulls on my hair. She positions herself in such a way she flips us over easily, straddling me, looking down on me. Her eyes are blazing at me, the glow from them making it very evident Alexis is on the drivers seat with her.

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

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Lucinda said. I looked at her and noticed how at peace she looked. "I want to know why Delilah mentioned that stuff about the books we went through. It told me what I am which is the blessed one but I have limitations." I said. "Yes, those books were for that time and for a different reason. You my dear are a direct line to me so those books mean nothing for you." Lucinda said. "So for a normal dark witch those rules and consequences only apply to them?" I asked. "Correct, you are different from them for obvious reasons. Yes, Athea and I created the dark witches but you are my blood. You are the keeper of the dark witches but the only one who can tap into white magic without combusting. You

When I stepped out of the restaurant, the bastard was there, leaning casually against his car with his hands in his pocket. I want to ignore him, but my legs match towards him nonetheless and my hands itch to strangle his neck. ~ DAMIEN ~ There's love at first sight but have you ever heard of anything like, hatred at first sight? Well, I'm living proof. I've never been one to act on impulse before but it all started the moment I saw Anastasia Zhukov, I hated her. More like I hate her but at the same time, I don't hate her.

He slapped her tits, watching them bounce while she winced, watching something dark flash in his eyes. "You won't be able to get enough, even if you hate me." Madison immediately started to rethink her life's choices, wondering if she had made a mistake. She wanted to run away from the devil in front of her, but when his magical lps claimed her hard nipples again, she melted into his seduction.

Cora’s POV. It's been just three hours since my parents left the house and I was already spiraling with different thoughts. Ace was seated on a couch across from me, his eyes focused on his laptop while I struggled to focus on the book I was reading. Not to mention the fact that it was an erotic book. One that was specifically a forbidden romance, just like my predicament. Ace raised his head, and I quickly dropped my gaze to the book in my hand, adjusting my reading glasses.