Extremely Dark Romance Books Novels & Stories

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.

Her collarbone was exposed and my mouth watered as a sinful image of just how people she would look with my hickeys littered across her neck flashed in my mind. I felt a deep need to possess her and my thoughts were cut short as my eyes trailed down to her lap. I felt myself losing control as I drank in the sight of her delicious thigh. It was tempting, inviting, and within reach, as it glistened under the white light of the car. I took a sharp breath as I tried to keep my composure, but no matter how hard I tried she unraveled me with nothing more than her presence. Our eyes met and for a moment the world around us faded into nothing. My breath hitched, caught somewhere between awe and some

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.

Not from outside this time, but from inside me. Darius said something sharp and urgent. I felt my knees start to give and there was nothing I could do about it, absolutely nothing, and the last thing I was aware of before the dark came down was the man almost touching me.

I pressed my forehead against the cool stone and let the weight of everything crash over me. I could not continue like this. Not anymore. Every night I spent chasing ShadowKing was another night I betrayed the second chance Aunt Dolores had fought to give me. I had stolen from a lycan emperor, rebuilt myself inside these convent walls, and still I kept crawling back to the same darkness that had ruined my mother. Drake had shown me what happened when you gave everything to a creature who could fly away. My mother had loved a wolf who chose a younger mate and left her heart in pieces. I refused to become another grave marker in that story.

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Still, the way he said it, like the words made me feel small. “Tell me, Snow,” he pressed, voice dipping lower. “What kind of books do you read?” My stomach dropped and panic fluttered in my chest. If he knew, if he even suspected. The facade I’d built so carefully for my parents would crumble to dust. He couldn’t know that behind closed doors, I consumed more dark romance and filth than any good girl should. The sound of the front door swinging open snapped the moment in half. I blinked, tearing my gaze away just in time to see my dad stride in. Relief flooded me so fast my knees almost buckled.

The sight of it brought back a flood of memories, bittersweet and poignant. “You are a lover of dark romance?” I asked, narrowing my eyes in shock. The question hung in the air, almost surreal. Cole looked at me and then at the cover of the book. “Yes, I am. I’m actually a lover of dark romance and I really like this book. I have read it before, but then I just skim through some pages when I’m bored or better still when I want to reconnect back with the characters,” Cole said, his voice filled with a quiet passion. Gosh, he was using the exact words I would have used if I was the one asked the question.

She stuttered, “Off… off the lights.” Laurence's fingertip stayed on her forehead for a long time as he looked at her knitted brows. “Aren't you afraid of the dark?” Zoey didn't want him to see her face when she was turned on. It was something she couldn't control. They were like the most intimate lovers in bed. She said a little breathily, “Switch it on again after we finish.” Laurence kissed her ear. It seemed like he liked her ear very much these days. He grunted hoarsely and switched off the light. Other than the faint light shining in through the curtains, the room was nearly pitch black.

— We have a division in magic manipulation. I agreed, watching her close her hand, and some of the books from the shelf came towards us, piling up on the hidden table in the darkness. It was amazing to see, and I could hardly believe my luck. Now I was there, watching books floating in front of me. It was really quite a change. — Witches, Sorceresses, Wizards, Wicca, and Archmages. — Right.