Novel & Cerita Good Horror Romance Books

When I'm done in the kitchen, I pour myself a glass of white wine, savoring the tangy scent that rises from the glass. My eyes drift over to my bookcase in the living room, and I pad towards it. I let my hand caress the spines of several books before I halt at the one I am currently reading. It's a dark romance with heavy smut, gory violence and a male lead so morally grey you could call it pitch black. Love it!

His fingers moved up and down as we shared another long kiss. He broke from the kiss, and looked down at my body, seemingly for the first time. His hands ventured upward under my shirt, touching the bottoms of my breasts through the lacy bra that encased them. His eyes met mine again, a look of desire consuming him, before closing them and leaning back in. The door to the conference room opened. The librarian poked her head in. "Another group has reserved this room, so you students will have to find some other place to make out."

“Oh, it’s nothing. Of course, I should treat Maisie well.” She handed me a gift box and asked me to open it. Inside was a gold lock-shaped good-luck pendant. Everyone gasped. “That must have cost a fortune!” In my previous life, I was pleasantly surprised that Zoe even remembered my birthday. Seeing such an expensive gift moved me even more. However, I had not known then that the pendant was a cursed one! Once worn, it would swap my fate with her boyfriend’s! Back then, I ran a high fever for an entire week. There was no warning, no explanation. Even the doctors were helpless.

She moved with a jerky, erratic speed that defied the laws of biology. Before I could scream, she was over me. The air grew frigid, smelling of ozone and rot. I felt the cold pressure of her hand on my chest, a sensation like touching dead ice. Then came the pain—sharp, blinding, and absolute. A blade, or perhaps just her elongated, needle-like fingers, pierced my side. The sensation of tearing flesh, the hot spray of blood, the sudden, overwhelming darkness as the room tilted and collapsed.

My awesome readers. This book is going to be a dark romance. So please, don't try to cut off my head if our Georgina brutally suffers (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠). I mean, she must suffer in order for her to change. Hehehe~!".

I chanted as he slid his fingers out and licked it I scrunched my nose as he chuckled and his eyes became dark all of a sudden. The wind began to howl and blow fiercely as he pushed me onto my back. The shutters flew about as the fire went off. Everywhere became dark and Scary as his fangs grazed my neck before piercing me deep. I screamed in pain but later began to moan and thrash on the bed. .. .. 💕 Unknown POV 💕 .. ..

This story has a lot of heartbreak; from Jennifer getting betrayed by Terrance, Terrance getting tortured by Jennifer, Jennifer reliving the nightmares she experienced with her father, and a lot more. This story is also for Horror and Romance fans. I wanted to blend the two genres together to create a modern day tragic love story. It looks like both the Horror and Romance fans are appreciating the story. People are loving the romance more than the horror, but the horror is getting some love as well.

As the men stepped closer, they suddenly recoiled in fear, their eyes widening in terror. Celess watched in amazement as Steve's eyes glowed bright red, his fangs elongating as he let out a fierce growl. The men backed away, their fear palpable. And then, just as quickly as they had appeared, they turned and fled, disappearing into the darkness. Celess felt a sense of shock wash over her as she realized what had just happened. Steve was a vampire, just as she had suspected. But even as she felt a sense of fear wash over her, she also couldn't deny the intense attraction she felt towards him. There was something about his raw power, his animalistic nature, that made her heart race with excite

A sleepy, dangerous satisfaction washed over me. But as I finally sat up and started cleaning the small mess I’d made on his sheets, I heard it. The soft click of the door opening behind me. Before I could react, a large hand clamped over my mouth, muffling my scream. A powerful body pressed against my back, trapping me on the bed. The scent of him — real this time, not just from a shirt — filled my nose. “Seems I finally found the naughty little thing who’s been sneaking into my room,” Lord Blackwood’s deep, dangerous voice whispered hotly against my ear.

I said warningly, “this is exactly how horror movies start.” “Relax,” he said with a grin. “Nothing bad is going to happen. Just a drink. That’s it.” I hesitated. I really did. Because the place wasn’t dangerous exactly… just strange. Quiet in a way that didn’t feel completely normal. But Donald was already pulling me toward the entrance before I could argue again. And somehow, I let him. “Fine,” I snapped. “One drink. Then I’m done with you for the rest of my life.”