Romance Obscuro Novels & Stories

“But it’s unusual for you.” I looked away, toward the rows of vines visible through the open cellar doors. Nothing here should have felt suffocating, and yet it did. “Rome tired me,” I said. It was a half-truth, and the most dangerous kind. Marco was quiet for a moment. Then he asked, “Was it Rome, or someone in it?” My throat went dry as the question pinched me really hard. I turned back to him. “That’s a presumptuous question.”

The translation appeared on screen: "Forbidden love, infinite pain." Nicolas's blood ran cold. He typed in the second phrase: "Cor fractum sanari non potest." "A broken heart cannot be healed." The third phrase made him feel sick: "Umbra semper sequitur lucem." "The shadow always follows the light." "How did I know these words?" Nicolas asked himself. "I've never studied Latin. I don't know anything about ritual symbols." He looked at the drawing again. The pregnant woman clearly represented Rosa. The protective man was obviously Pierce. And the figure in the shadows...

Dimitri stood there, looking as confident as ever, though I noticed a flicker of something in his eyes—something that made me feel like he was hiding more than he let on. "Hey, beautiful," he said with a grin, his eyes scanning me with approval. I felt the color rise to my cheeks, but I smiled back, trying to shake off the nagging feeling that something wasn’t quite right. He stepped forward, offering me his arm with a flourish. "Shall we?" he asked, his voice warm but with an edge of something... darker. "Let’s go," I replied, looping my arm through his as we stepped into the night. Alessandro’s POV:

The pastor then turned to the crowd and spoke, “If anyone can show just cause why they may not be lawfully wed, speak now or forever hold your peace,” Colton’s body jolted up immediately. “No!” he yelled at the top of his lungs. “No!!!” Colton reached his hand out to touch Sierra, but no matter how far he stretched his hand out, he could never reach her. She kept getting further and further away. And though he was yelling and screaming, no one could hear him. Sierra and Raphael were standing in front of each other and Raphael was leaning down to kiss her lips. Colton let out an angry, exasperated yell, and the next thing he knew, he opened his eyes to see the white ceiling of his French chat

His fingers disappeared beneath the silk of her dress, and the second his skin grazed her damp heat, he let out a guttural growl. "Fuck, you’re soaking for me, baby." Rosa’s breath hitched, her spine arching as she leaned back on her palms. The friction was an exquisite torture. "Then what are you going to do about it?" her hooded eyes challenged him. Luciano let out a dark, low chuckle that vibrated through the table before his fingers drove into action, ruthless and precise. *

She only knew that she had never truly understood that man. Michael glanced at her fiercely. Christina clenched her fists as she bit her lips until they began to bleed. The bloody scent started to spread in her mouth. Christina did not want to get any closer to that man. She was extremely reluctant to do that. However, fate loved to tease humans. Underground lovers, what an embarrassing phrase! However, that might just be an opportunity for Christina as well. She could get pregnant once she had physical contact with him. “Alright! I’ll sign the contract!” Christina raised a pen as she wrote down her name at the bottom of the contract with shaky hands. Michael kept the piece of paper. He then

Intimacy is the thing which binds two lovers with each other and makes their bond strong,but what was this. Inez eyes welled thinking about love and affection like she already lost something or someone ,who would have made her feel like a princess in the correct way...Not to make her that princess who can't live her life in her way only, being ruled by the king by himself ,she just has to obey her highness.... Loud goan broke her Terence and she again diverted her eyes to two shameless people...Scarlett was jumping on her own finger while sucking his cock,moaning but it didn't come out of her mouth because of him inside her dirty mouth...

“A man with potential involvement with the Russian Mafia is a man named Donte Abruzzi. He’s young and very wealthy, and he’s the head of Indigo Limited, so he’s bound to know about all of the shady operations that go on in Manhattan. I’m sure there’ll be plenty of evidence hidden away in that massive building,” Phillip muttered. “Remember your fucking training. Take whatever means necessary to get the information we need, even if it means you have to seduce him. Bastards like him think with their dick. They have no fucking respect for women.”

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING & DISCLAIMER This is a dark mafia romance with morally gray characters, explicit content, and unfiltered emotional intensity. If you’re uncomfortable with dominance, manipulation, violence, psychological tension, or non-traditional relationship dynamics, this book may not be for you. Married to the Monster explores themes of power, control, lust, betrayal, and obsession. The characters are flawed, dangerous, and unpredictable—and that’s exactly the point. This story contains: Explicit Erotica – No fade-to-black. High heat, raw passion, graphic intimacy.

Or will loving Damian Vercetti cost her the last piece of herself she has left? *************** AUTHOR'S NOTE Hey, reader. Let’s get one thing straight this is not your sweet, safe mafia romance. This story is dark. Twisted. Obsessive. There are moments that will make you pause, ache, maybe even rage. Damian Vercetti is not your redemption arc. He’s power without apology. Possession without permission. And Isabella? She’s not the damsel she’s the storm trying to survive the fire. If you’re here for roses and candlelight, this isn’t your book.