Non-con Romance (rape Fantasy Romance) Novels & Stories

Genre: Demon x Human | Dark Fantasy Romance CW: Explicit sexual content, dark themes, possessive behavior, consensual but intense interaction. . . . The tavern in the city’s edge district reeked of smoke, sweat, and regret. Jolene Blaock didn’t mind it. It was a place where questions got lost in drink and eyes never stayed too long on one face. That night, she wanted that anonymity. A bruised heart, a broken job contract, and no more patience for the gods she used to pray to, she just wanted to be left alone.

and Liam sat motionless for a few seconds, staring into her imploring eyes. Her green orbs were slightly red from the tears of humiliation. Kate struggled to escape his grasp, but he set free her clothing easily because her back had a zipper. He then turned his attention away from Kate. As soon as Damien said, "Just bury yourself inside her cunt," he yanked his hands up and down on his length and drove into her roughly. She wasn't wet, and duct tape restrained her screaming in pain. He withdrew and spit on his length before sliding it back inside of her.

~ ANASTASIA ~ That day was the first time we would have sex. But it wasn't the last. The other day, Damein bent me over the counter and fucked me until I cried. There was a day he fucked me with my face pressed against the wall to wall window, overlooking the city while I fear that no one would catch a sight of me getting railed from behind. So many scenarios I'd forgotten in the span of eight days. And now? I'm tired!

⚠️🔞 TRIGGER WARNINGS (DARK ROMANCE): ⚠️🔞 This is a DARK ROMANCE book with heavy, raw, and non-traditional themes. It contains highly sensitive content that some readers may find uncomfortable, triggering, or disturbing. This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

Rest assured, there will be no depiction of rape in this story. Please note that the next chapter is strictly for readers aged 18 and above.

RACHEL'S POV I sat in my room, the weight of the past pressing down on me as memories flickered through my mind like old film reels. The incidents happening right now felt eerily intertwined, almost like pieces of a puzzle I couldn’t quite fit together. Could it be that someone was orchestrating this entire game? I found myself asking that question for the fifth time, searching for clarity amid the confusion. Leo had gone to work, while I was stuck here since I was not feeling too well. The other couples were busy planning their weddings, their lives moving forward while I can’t even think straight!

What I will do to have him send his sperms straight to my womb. ' He can be a thug for all we know' Something whispers in my mind but I brush it aside. There's no way such a gorgeous creature can be a thug. " What's a woman like you doing drinking alone? " He questions and I almost blush at the way his voice caresses me. My mind starts creating images of how he can sound moaning as I ride his massive cock... ' Get it together, Helen! ' I mentally scold myself. Being in the business industry, I have met many handsome and powerful men and never have I ever fantasized about them even when they declared their feelings for me. Yet something about this soul stirring man has me lowering all my mora

Lila’s legs locked around me, pulling me deeper, begging without words for more, for harder, for everything. The fantasy made everything sharper. Hotter. I fucked harder, chasing that image, chasing the pleasure that felt stolen and wrong and impossibly right all at once. Each thrust pushed deeper, hips grinding against hers at the end of every stroke, drawing out low whimpers from her throat. My free hand slid down her side, gripping her hip firmly to angle her just right, so every slide hit that spot inside her that made her back bow and her breath hitch. Delaney cried out again, louder now, her inner walls fluttering around me as she climbed toward her own release. “Ryder… oh God…” Her vo

“Still want some? He asked. His deep baritone voice echoed through the room. My thighs trembled. I could feel the wetness flooding between my legs. My legs weakened, melting under his intense stare. In an instant, he swept me off my feet, placing me on the counter as he drew closer, sniffling me. He was all I wanted. My mind drifted to my boyfriend, he was too old to satiate my desires. I could easily be mistaken as an s*x freak, and he couldn’t handle the passion and fantasy burning within me, but with this stranger, his tantalizing touch awakened a hunger I couldn’t ignore. My thoughts spiraled the moment his lips lunged onto my skin. The softness and wetness of his mouth got me dripping e