Is One Dark Window A Romance

“If you will not let me go then I will free myself from this painful life. If leaving the palace is not an option then there is always an option of death and I have chosen it”. - Isabelle “Till now you have seen my love but now you will see the wrath of King Eric Leonor. I tried to be good to you but I think you will not understand the importance of my love without going through suffering and pain”. – King Eric Leonor Let’s dive into the journey of a merciless, cruel king and a common village girl. This is the tale of a ruthless tyrant, Eric Leonor, and his obsession which brought a drastic change in the life of the one whom he loves. Eric has fallen in love with Isabelle. She has become his desire and his need. What will happen to Isabelle who has caught the king’s eye? She is not only the king’s obsession but a slave in his harem too. She is vulnerable in front of the king and is forced to submit. Eric only desires Isabelle and Isabelle only wants freedom. Now will Isabelle ever accept Eric’s love or will she escape from the king’s palace?

Lillie the witch is in love with Paul. Paul has his eyes for a young maiden Jennifer. Jennifer works at the Art Gallery. Lillie paints in her studio and displays the paintings the Art Gallery. All the paintings have a special spell on them. Lillie cast a spell for Steve to fall in love with Jennifer. Jennifer hires the Voodoo doctor to help her get Paul to love her. A Battle between the Lillie the Witch and the Voodoo begins

Twenty-four hours. Half a million dollars. Or his mother dies. Omega Caelen Ryn is out of options: his mother is dying, treatment costs half a million dollars, and loan sharks are closing in with brass knuckles and threats. Then a lawyer appears with an offer from Alpha billionaire CEO Aldric Fenmore: marry him for two years, every debt disappears, and his mother will be saved. The rules are brutal: separate bedrooms, zero feelings, don't fall in love. Their marriage is a transaction. Nothing more. Their first kiss is for the cameras. In public, they play devoted spouses. Behind closed doors, they're strangers. Until Monaco. When Aldric's race car spins out at 200 mph, Caelen realizes the truth-he's fallen in love with his husband. And when Aldric kisses him after his victory, raw and desperate and real, the contract between them shatters completely. They broke every rule. They fell impossibly in love. Aldric's ex returns, the man who destroyed his ability to trust, bringing a ruthless business rival and a plan for revenge. What starts as sabotage escalates into kidnapping, violence, and a premature labor that leaves both their lives hanging by a thread. In the trauma room, as Caelen bleeds out, the doctor delivers words that break Aldric completely: "You have to choose. We can only save one." The husband he loves. Or the child they never planned for. In that impossible moment, every vow they made, every sacrifice they offered, and every fragile dream they built together came down to a single, devastating choice. A contract that was supposed to end. A love that refused to.

Lorcan Tiarnan Riordan Cillian. Four brothers. My lords. My mates. They gave me life, riding me of my humanity. In exchange, they took my soul and my body, but not my heart. When they found me dying by my burning car, my heart was already dead. It had been a perfect day. I was going to tell my husband that I was pregnant with his child. But when I walked in on him and my best friend in bed, everything shattered. The rage consumed me and the pain killed me. My car got wrecked in an accident and I knew I was going to die. Until they came, and bit me, turning me into one of them, and I’ll die before I let them make me their breeder.

I found out my husband of three years had cheated on me and his mistress is the one who told me—because he didn’t have the balls to do it himself. I move out and get a new apartment, a job as a bartender, and try to move on with a broken heart. I wonder where it all went wrong, if I hadn’t been enough for him, if I’d been stupid for marrying him in the first place. I’m at work one night when he walks inside—the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. He sits at the bar and a forest fire burns between us. I was depressed the moment before he entered, but the second I look at his blue eyes, I forget the dumpster fire that my life has become. I invite him back to my place and it’s the most passionate night of my life. I expect to never see him again. I just want him as an anti-depressant—but he wants me all to himself. I just got my heart ripped out of my chest so I want something easy and no-strings-attached, but he wants all the strings because he’s hooked. I don’t get much of a say in the matter, and that’s not surprising when I learn why—because he’s the Butcher. The crime lord of all crime lords, the boss that overshadows all of Paris, that makes everyone abide by his rules—or pay. And now I’m his.

Elliot Carter never loses. Not to his father. Not to anyone. And definitely not to the infuriating 'golden' boy who suddenly moves into his house. When Elliot’s father marries Asher Brooks’ mother, his already broken world cracks even more. Asher is everything he despises—calm, disciplined, admired by everyone at university. The kind of guy who smiles like he has nothing to prove. From the moment they meet, it’s war. Elliot thrives on pushing buttons. Asher refuses to be provoked. Their fights are sharp, personal, and relentless, until one night, anger turns physical… and something far more dangerous ignites between them. A line is crossed that neither of them can uncross. Asher refuses to feel guilty. Elliot refuses to admit he wanted it. Now they’re trapped under the same roof, and the more they try to hate each other, the more dangerous the attraction becomes. Because this isn’t just rivalry. It’s obsession. And when control becomes the weapon of choice, someone is bound to break. The only question is... Who will break first?

A werewolf having a human mate has been engraved in the history of werewolves. Having a human mate has been forbidden ever since the last time it happened. The reason? The last werewolf who had a human mate turned against the werewolf kind, the reason why hunters exist. After meeting his mate, Nathan wants nothing but to claim his mate as his but doing that will be a bit hard since one, his mate is human; two, it’s forbidden; and three, it will be for sure, the werewolves against him and his mate. But Nathan doesn’t care about the laws and the history, he just wants his mate, and if taking off his title as the guardian of the werewolves, he would do so without hesitation or reluctance. But what could be the reason why the good Goddess has given him a human mate? Surely there’s a reason behind it right? As Nathan unfolds the story of history while pursuing his human mate, things will be a  bit messy. Faking his documents just to enter Hallmark high school is already risky, but Nathan will do just anything to claim his mate, after all, he is the Guardian of the werewolves right?

Roseline's stomach turned and her fist clenched tightly around the handle of the big travel box beside her. She heard the clanging sound of the metallic head of Thompson's belt meeting the ground. Next, quite footsteps. Then, Thompson appeared in her view, like a ghost she didn't believe existed. He was completely bare, with his hairy chest rising and falling slowly, his cock shooting out in front like a gun ready to be fired, his balls bloated from desire, swinging from side to side as he walked closer to bed. Roseline's feet stuck to the ground and her eyes refused to blink as they looked on. "That's it, my boy. Hmm! I like what I see", the red hair gasped, rolling her eyes longingly at Thompson. As Thompson climbed unto the bed, his eyes totally locked in hers, she drew her breasts closer him, then, proceeded to rock the big pumpkins against the flushed skin of his face. "You like them?", she asked, moaning lightly. Thompson paused. Then, in a defiant move of uncontrollable desire, dug his chin into her breasts, burying his entire face in them. "Ouch", she gasped, then broke into a weak laugh, pushing his head more into her chest. "The damn bra", she spoke again, twisting uncomfortably as she threw her hands behind her to unhook the material. But Thompson caught her hands. Without words, his head still hidden in her cleavage, he slowly returned her hands to his head. Obliging to his silent command, she cackled loudly, pressing her chest even more into his face and then, with her tongue, glided across his neck and ears hungrily. Roseline froze. She wanted to scream but in that moment, she forgot how to.

Aysel Saat, a struggling webtoonist gets kidnapped by a powerful man on her date with her newly found crush. One mysterious name which could shake up the whole Europe _ Triple E boss. The man was unknown but the intimate touch between her thighs felt familiar. "W- what do you want from me?" She quivered while questioning him. "My dear, you have committed a big mistake by depicting me as an incompetent man, who couldn't even satisfy his woman." He trailed thumb on his lips as something evil flickered in his sharp silver orbs. "I want you to experience the truth, to write it accurately." Ekai stepped forward towards the wrist tied woman. (Completed) - Check out, Alpha's Wrong Mate Mark

“I don’t share what’s mine, Dove,” he warned. “And who said I’m yours?” Even as I was rejecting the notion of 'belonging' to another person, heat stole my body and mind in the predatorial claim, with the dark warning of the stranger's body and eyes. “You,” a dark and still warm grin steals his gorgeous features as every inch of me rose to his hands, silently begging for his continued attention....“You were made for me Dove and I want you to be mine this week..... Forget the cheating ex on a once in a lifetime vacation to the keys..... Ellie has no idea what fate, or her childhood friend have in store. Find out in Part One of DJ and Ellie's Second Chance BDSM Romance.