Most Disturbing Dark Romance Books Novels & Stories

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, but the moment his thick cock pushed inside me in one long, slow stroke, pleasure overrode the ache.

So he took advantage of being home on sick leave and spent whole days on his laptop, searching the Internet across the globe for the most reliable sources possible. Maria, after long conversations with her husband and Miguel, let herself be persuaded and promised that she would find some way to contact Nadir, but the search was more difficult than she thought. Firstly, Maria didn't know exactly what to look for, and secondly, where, after all, she didn't know anyone interested in something like black magic and summoning demons. But one night the answer came to her by itself, in a dream in which Maria saw quite clearly the book she was looking for and a spell that would help her contact the c

Then realization hit me. "Right! I remembered that I read a name 'Nerissa' from a certain book. It says that she was one of the evil souls sacrificed to the goddess of fire just like you had said, but I remember what she did for her to be punished. She is an evil witch who lures men and kill them. It wasn't stated how she lures men, but it could be possible that he lures them through her humming voice!" 'And probably the reason why the magical healer was searching for a lady who can manipulate fire because he knew that if it is a man, he won't be able to resist the humming voice of Nerissa,' Raja added that made everything clearer to me.

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

"No no no—Paige, stay with me. Don't close your eyes, do you hear me? Keep your eyes open. Please." Then the darkness took me completely. "Paige!" His voice cracked completely. "I'm sorry, okay? I'm so sorry, just—just stay with me. Please. We're almost there, just hold on. Hold on for me, please—Paige, I swear if you don't open your eyes right now—please. Please just stay with me, don't do this—I've got you, okay? I've got you, just hold on—" His voice was the last thing I heard before the darkness swallowed me whole.

The kiss deepened, and my mind was spinning—flooded with a mixture of fear and a strange, twisted longing. I didn’t want this, didn’t want him. But every part of me wanted more. The darkness he offered was intoxicating, like drowning in a pool of gasoline and fire. I knew it would burn me, I knew it would destroy me, but I couldn’t stop myself from falling deeper into it. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, pulling away just enough to look at me, his gaze dark and triumphant. “You’re mine,” he whispered again, this time his voice low and full of a kind of madness. “You’re mine to do with as I please.”

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

However, his back blocked my view as we were caught up in another world. I could barely notice myself as his body totally shrouded mine. I could see the way his hand held my waist and another was placed on the elevator wall. It was like this popular ‘dark romance’ movie. Exactly like Fifty Shades Of Grey and a tinge of Fifty Shades Darker. Only with the difference that this was dangerous. Just like the book, Hellbound With You, where Alexander Quin declared Abigail as his Little lamb. I didn't just feel like a lamb. I felt like something vulnerable. Something the devil has branded with those sinuous lips.

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.

He stood in the doorway. The light from the hallway framed him like a dark angel. He looked down at me. "You think you can leave me?" He laughed. Then he pointed a finger at me, shaking it slightly. "You think some other Alpha wants Marcus Blackwood’s broken mate? You’re mine, Rhiannon. Only mine! You’ll always be mine! No one will take you. No one will want you. You’re damaged goods." The words hit me harder than the slap. Damaged goods. That’s all I was to him. A possession that got dented.