Darkromance Novels & Stories

It was at that moment, that I knew I was in deep shit. “Goodbye, twin.” A glint of light caught my eye and that was when I noticed the dagger in her hand. I struggled to break free but the bracelet was laced with some sort of dark magic that made it almost impossible to move. The weapon came down on me and I braced myself before a roar infiltrated our ears. Ragnar tackles Sorava to the ground and I dropped to my knees, gasping for air. I watched as Ragnar wrapped his hand around her neck.

(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.

Like he hadn’t just fucked the client and best friend’s son into a support beam. Eli couldn’t stop smirking. Danger, it turned out, was its own kind of foreplay. *** That night, Eli found Dominic in the backyard. Alone, sitting by the firepit, barefoot, a glass of whiskey in one hand. He didn’t say anything when Eli joined him. Just passed him the glass. Eli took a sip and handed it back. “You’re not going to be able to stop this.” Dominic stared into the flames. “I know.”

I’ll shatter it before dawn, and I’ll make her thank me for it. ═══════⊹⊱♚⊰⊹═══════ What Awaits Author’s Note: You’ve met the firebrand. You’ve seen the king fracture. Now—watch the tower burn. Midnight Crown is a dark romance built on crime, obsession, betrayal, and slow-burn war between two people who should have destroyed each other—but didn’t. Because control is never clean, and neither is love. You’ll drown in silence and secrets as the story unfolds through four arcs:

Zayn quickly advanced, intending to help her, and before Darkel intervened, gloating, intending to cut off his son's path, but saw his Mate thrown away and groaned in pain, so that Darkel fell with her automatically. " You weak one, you're taking advantage of me being unable to transform," she screamed, forced to run, and this time she was the one who got on top of her, putting both hands on her neck, suffocating her as hard as she could. Darkel wanted to intervene if he hadn't stopped breathing as well!! Zayn widened his pupils watching his very angry girlfriend " Shit she looks hot and she's angry" Mars flirts, and Zayn secretly agrees

_______ This Book is DARK BULLY ROMANCE with themes like Revenge, bully, húmiliation, reverse harem, MMMF, MF, and dúbious cónsent. A. Gupta

Rather because of the sight before me. Black spires towered, running into the sky as though it was eager to touch the moon. Silver flames flickered in the brazier, giving the environment a warm glow. They were banners of crimson and onyx, flapping in the wind. The whole place felt like a fairy-tale, a dangerous one. This was the Shadow Court, the palace of the King of Lycans and werewolves alike. Actually, seeing the Dravon's palace made reality dawn on me. Everything was actually real. I am part of this Pack now, no longer the Luna of Winterwood Pack, no longer Lucien’s wife.

My hands kneaded her ass, spreading her open so I could fuck her even deeper, until she was arching into me, crying out with every stroke. I growled against her ear, my cock driving mercilessly into her soaked cunt. “That’s mine, Snow. Every inch of you.” Her nails raked down my chest, her body shuddering around me. Her breathless cries echoed in the dark. I couldn’t stop my hips slamming up into her again and again, faster and harder until the sound of our bodies colliding drowned out everything else. My cock throbbed deep inside her, and the pressure was boiling over.

It's been five good years yet I'm still deprived from sex and honestly it's been exhausting and emotionally draining. ****** It was past 11:30pm and I stood to go home. After drinking for the longest time, I was very horny…like really horny. I got into the car, half drunk and half aware of what I was doing. I drove back to the Blackwood Mansion. The mansion was still the same, towering amongst all other houses there. Every corner was decorated with ornamental flowers and two guards were always standing at the door. I managed to walk inside trying to hide the fact that I was really horny and not in a good condition.

She was suffering and it was our fault and now we were making it worse. “Does it make you uncomfortable, Blue?” Tristan asked, his fingers on her jaw. I saw her pupils dilate then her body swayed toward his touch even as her mind screamed to run. Something was reacting to all three of us at the same time which should NOT be possible. Shared mates were almost unheard of and human mates for Alpha bloods? Never been heard of. A human mate for THREE alpha-blood wolves? The Moon Goddess wouldn’t be that cruel. But I felt something every time I touched her. That click of rightness like finding something I didn’t know I was missing.