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she challenged him, her voice laced with lust. Dylan tongue trailed her ears down to her neck and she let out a moan. “You're gonna regret this decision you made, kitten. You're playing with fire and it's gonna consume you. "I'd burn just to see the flames," she whispered, her eyes locked on his, daring him to ignite the spark. Dylan growled as he slammed his lips against hers, their tongues tangled as they exchanged salivas, their passion igniting like a wildfire. “You've tested the devil himself, and you'll burn for it.” He spoke as he unzipped her shorts and pulled them down. Taking down her panties, he sniffed it and whispered, “You smell so good, kitten.”

I look up into Dean's eyes, which are filled with darkening lust, before he grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls me onto him, impaling my mouth. I gag slightly, but Dean doesn't give up; thrusting his hips up to deepen his pursuit. While I'm trying to get used to this intrusion, Holden slams into me without warning; a shocked muffled scream of pleasure leaving my already contained lips. This is what happens when one of your mates is a fully trained dominatrix, and the other is an Alpha.. In the bedroom, I am never in control. Holden's grip on me deepens, his nails practically piercing my skin as he thrusts with full force; I would've ripped if not for being a wolf.

Korran She tried to flee, but I caught her by the neck and pinned her to the floor. “You did this!” I growled. My body ached with deadly desires. Her warm chocolate smell filled the entire room, leaving me salivating with extreme pleasures. “You poisoned me!” I said breathing heavily down her neck. My beastly cock rubbed against her pussy. I could feel the heat it produced, like a wolf in mating season. My body ached to drive my cock into her pussy. To feel that warmth surrounding my entire shaft. It had been long I groaned with such desires, since my last mate died.

The one who could burn him alive and kiss the wound better. You stuck through the silence, the pain, the almosts, and the push-pulls. And when I was on the edge of giving up, you were the reason I didn’t. So here I am. Still writing. Still pushing. Still pouring my soul into every word because you deserve that. Dark romance isn’t everyone’s thing. But if it’s yours, then you get it. You get how love can be painful and beautiful. How obsession can look like devotion. How the line between “I need you” and “I might destroy you” can be so, so thin.

(Lucas’ Pov– A Few Days Ago) The dim glow of the fireplace cast flickering shadows across the walls, illuminating the room in a soft, eerie light. Outside, the waves crashed against the rocky cliffs of the island, their relentless rhythm matching the simmering rage that had lived inside me for years. I leaned back in my chair, swirling the amber liquid in my glass as Rico sat across from me, his fingers tapping against the polished wooden table. His dark eyes studied me with a mix of curiosity and unease.

Rion suggests. That earns a laugh from her, but the sound is low and humorless. She tilts her head, and shadows leak from her skin, curling like smoke before retreating back inside. "I’m afraid the Alpha and I aren’t exactly… compatible. My magic is darkness—chaos and decay. Your Alpha here," she jerks her chin toward me, "is pure light. He would absorb my power the same way he absorbed Eris’ chaos and trapped Khaíros."

**DEDICATION** To the dreamers who find solace in stories, To the lovers of dark romance and untamed desires, And to those who embrace both the light and the shadows within; This book is for you. And to myself, ShineeSunshine; For the late nights, the endless imagination, and the courage to weave crimson tales of obsession and love. _______________ **BLURB** Book 1] CRIMSON : 'Il Velo di MINE' {The Veil of Mine} from MAFIA DARK ROMANCE MINE series

So I think we can move from there to a deeper feeling. Christina, the one and only lady of my heart, I know as well that your heart beat faster when you were with me. I'm a vampire, I have acute senses, so you can't hide something like that from me. If this is not a sign that you have at least similar feelings towards me, then you can stab a stake straight into my heart, cut off my head and burn my body to ashes so that I will never rise again. Because if I can't love and adore you for eternity, my life will be completely meaningless. I have been alone for so long that for me rejection equals death. Forgive me for writing such things, and if it sounds like blackmail, but I write everything h

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

I open it and start going towards the Harem. I have not entered a harem for a long time. The last time I had come here was maybe one year before the war. When I entered the harem, all the slaves were lined with their heads bowed. These all women just want my attention but they don’t know that they are not even a bit like Isabelle. Without glancing at any of them, I move towards Isabelle’s room. When I entered her room, I saw a little light which was only because of some candles near the bed. Why is there so much darkness here? Candles should be here to properly illuminate the room. I will ask about this from Lillian tomorrow.