Is One Dark Window A Romance Novels & Stories

A dark, erotic, romance novel. The goal was to stop thinking about Alexander, but only ten minutes into the book and I'm already imagining his hands all over me. I'm already imagining him bending me over the fucking window of my room and filling me up ruthlessly until all I can remember is the sound of his name on my lips.

Moosa didn't let her complete as with the tilted head, he pasted his lips on hers, kissing her. Roshanay was left breathless as she slid against the wall, sitting on the floor by the end of the kiss. It was a demanding kiss, manifesting the fire brewing up within him, exhibiting his rage and hatred for liar or for anyone who even entertained the thought or tried to taint his honor. It didn't pour an ounce of love but it was full of dominance, possession, obsession and love- a dark love.

His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, tender and sensitive, but the moment the thick head of his cock pressed against me, the ache turned into something hotter.

A smile which didn't reach my eyes. “ Is this about Cassius?” CeCe suddenly asked after a few seconds of silence. I was shocked as I stared at her. “ What? You think I won't know that you're in love with him?” “ I'm not in love with him.” I denied. “ Our relationship is a complicated one, and I need to know my stand.” “ Not all relationships are bed of roses. Some are dark, some are sweet, and so many more. Yours is just a dark romance. You're in love with a dark man.”

Luckily during my training, I got well-versed in every genre. Actually, dark romance is a guilty pleasure of mine. Not that I'll ever admit that. I've read many, and I know how to make her books as dark as they can be. She must be new to writing it because she completely discarded the truly dark romance plot and went to the morally gray one. Just because I like dark romance doesn't mean I want to do this stuff to her.

“It was during the time you said you needed space.” Caterina murmured. “I see.” “It was a long time ago, Caterina,” I leaned forward, making sure she understood clearly. “And it was just a fling. A stupid, brief moment that should’ve never happened.” Damien looked offended when he stared at me. His lips tightened, jaw clenched, and he held his fork like he wanted to stab someone with it. Hopefully, he didn’t have me in mind. “But you loved each other, right?”

I hope that you enjoyed this story. This was one of the first full novels that I wrote. If you have you will also enjoy Across the Desk and the triology that it sparked. it is a dark romance story in which a young woman, Deanna, finds her true love and they forge a bond that not even her insane family can break. The second in the story is Weathering the Storm where their story continues. Then breaking the Eye Wall which they finally find the end of their nightmare together. WEathering the storm is already on goodnovel and Breaking the eye wall will be released in November of 2020.

— You had sex with a werewolf of your own free will, and from the way you smell, I can sense that you want to repeat yourself, not even a normal woman would do that, Olivia. But I had never said I was a normal woman, because I didn’t feel that way, I had reason to end my romance with Logan, Putz he was a werewolf, big, strong, hot and voracious, but I can’t say I saw these details as a problem for me, because at no time did he force me to do anything. He was right at one point, I couldn’t be normal, any woman in my situation would be crying until she sobbed, but me? I anxiously expected him to touch me.

Alexa just smiled. Dark was just standing outside the house he's about to collect. This is the second to the last he will pick up and deliver for today. He observed the whole house from his vantage point. It was not big, it was not made of stone but this home was very memorable to Dark. He still remembers the first time he landed in that place. Flashback Dark stands by the window, he will fetch the woman who will die of serious illness. According to the woman's record, she is only 23 years old, she has uterine cancer and it has only been a few weeks since they married her husband who is 25 years old.

I wanted to keep my gaze fixed out the window, to cling to the anger that simmered within me, but my eyes betrayed me, drawn back to him again and again. Every inch of him seemed to command attention. His jawline was sharp, and the faint stubble that shadowed it only added to the rugged appeal that so many women undoubtedly fell for. His dark eyes stared ahead, intense and unreadable, framed by thick lashes that softened his otherwise hard exterior. The open collar of his shirt revealed a hint of tanned, muscular chest, and I had to bite my lip to stop my mind from wandering further down that path.