Extremely Dark Romance Books Novels & Stories

Will he ever regret for what he did to Luna. What will happen between Melissa and Gabriel? Will she forgive him or move on. Indeed there are many questions. But your lovely author is ready to answer them. Oh no. Not with words but with my new story. Like I already once told you guys I have other plans for Hunter and that was my plan. A New Dark Romance Story of Hunter Knight. Monstrous Love. Monstrous Love is not a sequel of Billionaire's Madness but it's only a story of Hunter knight's life.

“You’re already mine. And you’ll never be able to go back.” His words sent a shiver down my spine. I should’ve resisted. I should’ve fought back, but I couldn’t. I was already too far gone. I hated myself for wanting it. For wanting him. But deep down, a darker part of me knew—I was his. And I didn’t know how to get out of this spiral. This twisted, intoxicating spiral of power, control, and darkness. And somehow, I wasn’t sure I wanted to. 21 VIKTOR

I did my best to scream at my body not to give in to him. To pull back from him. But I found myself kissing him back… Hardly able to restrain myself. I could feel myself getting intoxicated by him. Intoxicated by him… Intoxicated by his touch. Growing dizzier and dizzier as he kissed me harder, as if he couldn’t get close enough to me. I tangled my fingers into his hair, kissing him as if he was the oxygen I needed to breathe. Adrian Romano was the definition of everything I should have been avoiding.

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

She was everything I had imagined—pure, innocent, untouched by the darkness I carried with me. I wanted to break that. I wasn’t a good man. I never pretended to be. The things I’d done in my life, the blood on my hands, they were part of me. But for her, I could be something else—something more dangerous. She’d already felt it, the pull between us, the way her breath hitched when I looked at her. She might not know it yet, but she belonged to me now. I kept walking, but my mind stayed on her.

’’, I mumbled to myself. Finally finding the perfect book, it is an age-gap mafia and enemies to lovers romance book. There was a couch in the library, I made my way to it and started reading. I lost count of the time. Reaching my room with the book in my hand, I see Rowan standing in front of my room. I braced myself to face him. ‘’Where were you?’’, he spewed the bitter words in my face. He was fuming, for what reason?Did he look for me?

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

- she added, looking at her a little indignantly. - Yes, I do.- Alice replied without losing any of her confidence.- For example, when Damon's kin submerged him in the waters of the Lake of Darkness, it didn't affect him at all and he still remembered Selene, and his love hadn't waned, and as we all know, the Lake of Darkness has tremendous power. It can wash away any charm, including that of sorceresses from old clans. Of course, every magic charm.- she said, emphasizing the word "magic".- As we also know, true love, as it is common thing among people, has nothing to do with witchcraft or magic. In my opinion, this was the love that brought those two together, which is why the waters of the

Not dark and dangerous. “Have you done this before?” He walked back toward me slowly, gently tapping the blindfold against his palm. I shook my head, unable to speak. I stepped back slowly as he approached. His gaze was dark and predatory—and I loved it. I really did. “Shall I be the first?” he asked. I didn’t know whether to say yes or no. I stopped when my back hit the wall and leaned against the cold tile. “I’ll take your silence as a yes, kitty,” he smirked. One hand traced lazy patterns along my hip while the other rested on the wall above my head. He leaned in close—so close I could still smell champagne on his breath.

After only a few minutes of trying to catch our breath in the dark room, the crazy heat between us started up all over again. Callan rolled onto his back, reaching out his big hands to grab my waist and pulling me up on top of him. "Get on top," he told me, his dark blue eyes looking right into mine. I didn't wait. I climbed over his legs, sitting right on his hips. I leaned down and licked his big chest, tasting his salty sweat and running my tongue all over his hard muscles. I grabbed his big, hard dick with my hand, holding it straight up. Slowly, I pushed my hips down, sliding his thick cock deep back inside my wet pussy.