Romance Oscuro Novels & Stories

And after scouring the earth for the past two weeks, descending into darkness as I worried myself sick about her, I was well beyond pissed off. She took a step away from me, but I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into my chest. Her Nutella scent seeped into my lungs, spreading through my body like heroin, and for the first time since she ran off, I could think clearly. “We won’t be done until I’ve taken my final breath.” She glared at me, her eyes glittering with tears she refused to shed.

Dark romance is not for the faint of heart. It’s love dressed in shadows—seductive, savage, and unforgiving. It doesn’t bloom in sunlight but thrives in obsessions, in secrets whispered at midnight, in bruised skin and broken vows. It is a battlefield where hearts are used as weapons, where pleasure walks hand in hand with pain, and danger is the price of desire. He’s the villain in a tailored suit. The monster hiding behind a beautiful face, The man who kisses you like salvation and punishes you like sin.

Everything goes blurs, blackness engulfs me. Roman's screams echoes " Rose...no!" Next silence, then nothing but darkness forever. ############

All this time, I had been asking but never realizing it. His teeth dug into my skin as he quickly and unceremoniously rips out the flesh, right where Damien’s mark had once been, and he spit it to the floor, licking the blood on his lips. He stares at my shoulder, blood flowing down, and his eyes turn dark. Lust for blood, but he closes his eyes and opens them, fighting for control. That never occurred to me, I doubt any other vampire could fight their lust for blood. The door slams open, and Damien walks in, accompanied by Diego, but I only get a glimpse of them because Konstantin's hands are around me, and soon the room disappears from view and all I see is darkness. .

Flame began unbuckling his belt. He pulled off his jeans, tossing aside. "Be gentle or you'll regret it" Flame said and he smirked before pushing himself inside her. "Francisco!" Flame gasped, gnawing her nails tightly onto his back. He pulled out and moved in gently again and she released another moan. "I love you.." Cisco said and claimed her lips. ✮•✮•✮•✮ A black car stopped not far from an apartment. The owner got down the car, revealing none other than Aurelio. He brought out his phone, checking the address before looking at the house.

Dario us a very handsome man, in a way that I love but this man out of this world, he looked like he did not belong on earth. A scary kind of beautiful Too beautiful to look like a threat. How wrong I was “Oscura?”. I asked, tilting my head in confusion. As soon as he mentioned oscura, my heart skipped a beat for whatever reason. I immediately knew he knew something I didn’t. “Yes Oscura. You’re even more beautiful than the last one I met centuries ago”. He smiled, more like smirked. Looking intently at my face and staring at my features. I wanted to look away but I could not.

The best decision is to manipulate the shadows instead of those in the shadows. La Oscuridad had always been a shadow to me, and one this I kept at a distance until now. But the time to bring them closer was now and use them to my advantage. Halo Oscuro wanted something from me or he wouldn't have invited me and kept on pressing in and I have every intention of using his desire to execute my own wishes.

It smelled like cold leather and rain, sharp and controlled. I opened my eyes, gasping for air. Enzo had gone pale. He wasn't looking at me. He was looking at the man holding me. The entire room had gone silent. I looked up. I was pressed against a chest so broad it blocked out the light. My head was tilted back, and I found myself staring into a pair of unknown eyes. Those were slivers. Dark, frozen, and devastatingly beautiful. Dante Galante. L'Oscuro. It was the first time I saw him so closely. Most of the times, I would stay at least hundred feet away from where he were. I had always assumed his hair was dark. It wasn’t.

– DARK ROMANCE MODE 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Daniel Blackwood lay beside the unconscious Rose Sinclair, pulling her gently over him… as if she already belonged there. His fingers moved slowly through her hair… while his eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling. Calm outside… but a storm inside. 🌪️ He whispered under his breath— “Tomorrow… everything is going to change, my love…” ❤️ A faint smirk touched his lips.