Romance Oscuro Novels & Stories

PROLOGUE Tahimik na nakaupo sa isang sulok ng bar counter ang dalaga habang sumisim-sim sa hawak nitong inumin. Marami ang nakatingin sa direksyon ng dalaga dahil sa kagandahang taglay nito. Nakalugay ang mahabang auburn wavy brown hair nito na bumagay sa porselanang balat nito. Natural na mapupulang labi at maliit na matangos na ilong na bumagay sa heart shape na mukha ng dalaga. Her brown hazel eyes looks so beautiful yet emotionless.

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

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

Juliet tried to ignore the feeling of his eyes on her as she moved about the kitchen to grab a packet of hot chocolate powder to add to her coffee. They ate in silence, and Juliet felt tense in the quiet. She glanced at him as he took a large gulp of his coffee. "How can you drink that?" She was unable to hide her disgust at the black liquid and relaxed when he let out a laugh as he pointed at the homemade mocha in front of her. “Black coffee is good. Dark roast is best, but your weak medium will do.” He said as he nudged her side with his elbow. “How can you drink that? You made it a cup of pure sugar.”

And I was dripping all over his fingers, curling slowly. Ecstasy built torturously inside of me while my walls fluttered around him. It was dark romance coded with every touch—possession, pain, passion. He added another finger, pumping my cunt lazily, thumb rubbing my clit. The pleasure nearly blinded me. "Deny it all you want, sister. But your pussy weeps for your stepbrother." He was grounding his huge hardness against my thigh. His cock was thick and ready, promising more. "I'll fuck you right here, fill you deep like before, and make you scream my name."

When she finally nodded, her hands tightening around his shoulders, her body yielding to his heat, Victor began to move. The rhythm they found was deep, heavy, and beautifully unhinged. The scorching heat in the bedroom reached an absolute crescendo as they moved together, entirely lost to the dark romance of their alliance. Every touch was an admission of total surrender, a beautiful destruction of their pasts. In the quiet safety of the Volkov estate, surrounded by the shadows of a looming mafia war, they completely consumed each other, sealing their dark fate as one.

Just then, Ximena let out a scream. I looked up and saw Derrick kick her hard. Her figure began to fade, as if she might disappear at any moment. Derrick let out an icy laugh. "This is what you get for betraying me." Ximena really could not match him. I had no choice but to frantically search through my inventory. The only things I could use were the leftover universal glue, the tweezers, and the soul nail. In desperation, I threw the tweezers like a dart straight at Derrick's eye.

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And its end is fixed with the bedpost. A calloused hand lunged her way and grabbed her hand taking into his palm and carefully examining for any harm. Ana yanked her head and she lost all the colours from her face finding Leo sitting beside holding her hand and inspecting thoroughly. A sudden manly whiff mixed with musky scent trespassed through her nostrils and a scene jumped inside her mind. Scenes from the night in the slave cartel and ends with her being naked and him lapping in between her thighs. At that time she smelled his bodily scent and it remained engraved in her mind. His bodily scent brought back all the obscene crude memories and she stared at him with her big baby like eyes.