Good Dystopian Romance Books Novels & Stories

“But I need to follow my own path now. And for the moment, my path runs parallel with yours. I want to go with you. I understand the situation between you and Adam is complicated, and I might not end up with everything I want at the end of this, but you are both good people, and you deserve to be happy. If that means I can be part of that, helping you get to safety and a new life, together or otherwise, then that’s what I want to do. For once in my life, I’m going to do what I want to do, Rain.” How the distance between them closed up, Rain wasn’t sure, but his lips were on hers, and then her mouth was open and she was tasting him, just as she’d longed to do so many other times since they’d

She exhales hard before looking back at me. “My brother has never let fate, or the goddess, or anyone other than himself rule his life. And I know—for a fact—that he would, no questions asked, reject his mate if she wasn’t the one he wanted.” I shut my eyes, swallowing hard as hope tries to bubble its way up into my chest like champagne. Because I’ve seen the bond. Alex and Nova. Nate and Selene. Alpha Charles and Luna Isla. It’s obsession. Gravity. Something ancient and completely undeniable.

"If you were alive during the Wars, then..." Dante met her gaze steadily. "I have always existed," he said simply. “That sounds lonely," she replied, seeing him in a whole new light. “You get used to it, love,” he replied with a small smile. “Enough about that. Let's go, princess,” Dante stated. Dante extended his hand, and after a moment's hesitation, Madeleine took it. His skin was warm against hers, the contact sending a jolt through her that had nothing to do with his phoenix nature.

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

I'm sitting between Kahlo's legs with my back to his front as I read the book he bought me. It's a cute small-town romance with vanilla sex scenes. Something I would have enjoyed when I started I started reading but now it's boring. Bland. Where is the bully that makes the female lead's life a living hell but she still ends up with him? Where is the stalker or psychopath who doesn't know the meaning of privacy and personal space? Give me unhinged. Even better if it's the female because I can relate with them. But since Kahlo bought this book for me, I don't mind reading it. Although, it would be a little better if she at least got together with both guys. We all need some toxicity in our liv

We were sworn enemies, different wolf breeds that loathed the other ever since the war, how then could we be mates? Alpha Liam, my mate? Impossible. Despite the lingering feeling of foreboding and danger, I felt like running into his arms. My body was acting completely opposite manner. His heavy scent continued to linger in the air as he appraoched. He suddenly took off and began to run towards me, his face filled with rage and unwavering disgust. I bent down immediately, wrapping my trembling hands around my legs, listlessly resigning to my sad fate. Perhaps this is how I had been destined to die.

"That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now." Yara clenched her fists that were under the table. She remembers the words of Adam, her first love and first ex boyfriend in high school when they broke up. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle."

Lisa wasn't worth it and Rosa wasn't going to let Lisa inside her head. "I make him feel things that you can only dream of," she said. "Men don't just want me for my body, you know. I let him do dark things to me and he enjoys it. You can't make him happy, Rosa. You are far too vanilla and plain. You couldn't take the types of dark fantasies that Axel has. I can." She turned and showed rosa a long white scar that ran down the length of her back. It marred the perfect golden tan she had and rosa mouth dropped open in surprise.

His darting eyes scanning her exposed skin like a predator ready to hunt. "I am here to help you as your therapist." Those caring mercury eyes looking for a single ray of hope. "Then help me to smudge your scarlet lips all over my C****" * Slow burn * Erotic * Dark romance * Mafia romance A story of lust, love, betrayal, and loyalty. Read the book in next chapter.