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Darkfire. The realization hit me like a crashing wave. The lycans that attacked me weren’t random rogues. They weren’t mercenaries acting alone. They were rulers. That meant they had to be from one of the six other clans—Korvus, Stormbringer, Drakon, Vandros, Bloodstone, or Darkfire. I gripped the parchment tighter, my breath unsteady. This wasn’t just a small dispute. This was an act of war. In the world of lycan politics, interfering in another ruler’s business without consent was already a serious offense. But to attack the queen of a ruling clan? That was beyond treason. It was a declaration of war.

And not just any romance—dark romance, enemies-to-lovers, mafia romance, arranged marriage, all the subgenres I devoured in private. "This is our most popular section," Edward said, noticing my reaction. "Romance readers are loyal. And they buy a lot of books." "I can see that." Next to it was fantasy. Then a section labeled "Romantasy" that made my heart skip. Sarah J. Maas. Jennifer L. Armentrout. Rebecca Yarros. All my favorites, beautifully displayed. "You read?" Edward asked. "Yeah. A lot, actually." "What genres?" "These, mostly." I gestured to the romance and fantasy sections. "Dark romance. Romantasy. Anything with morally gray characters and impossible love stories."

Hated the strange warmth it created. Hated him. Most of all, she hated herself for noticing anything at all. "I got lost." "Inside my private study?" His eyes narrowed. For a moment they simply stared at each other. A challenge. A battle. Neither willing to blink first. The storm crashed against the windows. Lightning flashed. The room brightened. And suddenly Adrian moved. One step towards her. That's all. Yet the distance between them vanished instantly. Celine's pulse jumped. He was too close.

“You’re going to make me come, baby.” He pulled out suddenly, stroking his thick cock with his hand, aiming at my face. His eyes were dark with lust as he looked down at me. “Oh my goodness… I love seeing my cum on your face, baby,” he rasped. With a deep groan, he came hard, thick ropes of cum landing on my cheeks, lips, and chin. I stayed there, breathing hard, feeling the warm wetness on my skin. It was dirty. It was intimate. And I loved how much he seemed to enjoy it.

The way she looked at the people she loved like they were her entire world. Especially that idiot Stephen Brock. I hated the way she looked at him. Not because I wanted her then. At least that’s what I kept telling myself. But because deep down, I knew men like Stephen didn’t deserve women like Isabella. And I was actually right. I leaned back against the kitchen counter and sighed heavily. Last night changed everything. The moment I kissed her, I knew there was no going back for me anymore. The taste of her lips still haunted me. Soft.

⚠️🔞 TRIGGER WARNINGS (DARK ROMANCE): ⚠️🔞 This is a DARK ROMANCE book with heavy, raw, and non-traditional themes. It contains highly sensitive content that some readers may find uncomfortable, triggering, or disturbing. This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics

I barely even came. My second boyfriend tried to “fix me” like I was a problem to solve. He lasted five days before I got tired of pretending I was normal. But even in those five days, I was already craving something deeper than what he could give. And I hate to say this, but hell no, he has the tiniest dick I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Believe me, his dick was about the same size as my nipples when they’re aroused. My third boyfriend said I was draining him. I told him I wasn’t the one begging for distance every time things got real.

Dominic’s eyes turned cold as steel. “Then they’ve just declared war and I will gladly sip more blood.” ---------- Perfect — now that we’ve shown Dominic’s cold power, let’s go back to the three mysterious enemies who recruited Matteo. This scene will mirror Dominic’s — but from their side. Let’s make them cunning, secretive, and just as dangerous in a quieter way. They’re playing a long game… and Matteo is their pawn. Here’s the continuation from their side — full of smirks, hidden plans, and rising tension:

His hands lowered to her ass and squeezed, bringing her tightly against him. "Let's go." He murmured. "Before I lose control and take you right here." She giggled as he slipped an arm around her waist and led her away. ... Hello readers Another chapter coming up. PS: I have released a new book, a werewolf romance. If you love enemies to lovers trope, where the male lead and female lead hate each other but can't deny the attraction between them, then that book is for you. Title:Barbarian: Mated To The Savage Alpha.