Masked Men Dark Romance Books Novels & Stories

No one who looked at me with such soft eyes. “Just, ok?” one dark eyebrow arched up and the dimple popped even more. It made him look younger. just a normal guy who was happy the woman he wanted had agreed to be with him. But honestly the truth was far more dangerous, and I knew it. Yes, he was a man, who wanted me but that angelic face hid a multitude of sins. All of them, dark and bloody. The hands that had run up my body and made me feel alive were the same hands that had snuffed someone's life out. It was a sobering thought.

ELIAS' POV I have wanted him ever since the first day I stepped foot in this mansion. My employer's husband. Damien. Something deep inside of me had shifted, on fire, the moment I saw him. How could it not? He was a tall handsome man. Damien carried himself elegantly as if the entire world belonged to him. Once I had caught him half naked while he was relaxing in the pool area and saw that his entire body was covered in tattoos. It had been so hard to look away.

The hickeys had faded but some faint marks still remained, like ghosts of that first night. They drove to Damien’s building in tense silence. Marcus’s hand rested on her thigh the entire way, trembling with anticipation. When the private elevator doors opened into Damien’s penthouse, the man himself was waiting, dressed in a black shirt and pants, looking every bit the powerful predator. “Marcus,” Damien greeted with a dark smile. “Good to see you. Thanks for lending me your wife.” Marcus flushed but said nothing. Damien turned to Elena, pulling her into a deep, possessive kiss right in front of her husband. His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her ass, sliding under her dress to find h

"What do I need to do, sir?" His expression grew even darker. "Are you in for this bet?" "I'll leave it to your discretion," I answered. That response seemed to infuriate him. I could see his grip on his wine glass tighten, his knuckles turning white. "Fine, let's bet." The cards were dealt, and the game was on. I did not get the rules of the game, but the vibe? That I could read like an open book. Everyone was as still as statues, barely breathing.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

“Prepare her for the sex battle and get her in the ring. I’ll be her opponent for the night. The winner gets to fuck his opponent senseless…without a condom.” *** Hello, everyone. This book will probably be released next month so anticipate!!! This time, I have taken note of all your complaints and corrections concerning my previous books and I promise that this one will be a work of art. It’s going to be a very dark romance, coupled with dangerous secrets, fiery pleasure, nail-biting suspense and most importantly, the sexiest Italian men ever written!! ANTICIPATE!!

"Lock the door. I want no light in her chambers. If she wants to be a Vane, she can learn to live like a grave-robber in the dark." He stalked away into the gloom, his heavy cloak fanning out like the wings of a crow. I was left kneeling on the cold marble, a married woman with a stolen name, realizing that the man I had just bound my soul to didn't just hate me—he intended to bury me alive.

And I only have one attempt left until the alarm attached to it goes off…. Ughhhh, why does it have to be so complicated. What's in there anyway? That requires a passcode. I think deeply before I input the date they got married and bingo…. It unlocked. Mennnnnmn, this man's so in love. I opened the door to see different dark romance books. Damn! Who could have thought that my stepdad is into these things. Hmmm, if I read here I will get caught and it won't be a funny experience. So I took three: The ritual, hunting adeline, and captive in the dark. I glanced through it, saw the disclaimer and I just feel like I would love it. I raised my bodycon and placed them in my panty line, closed the s

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.