Romance Science Fiction Novels & Stories

I muttered a thank you to him as he starts up the car. "No need to thank me Samantha, tonight you will be my women and it's only my duty to open doors for you. Treat you like a queen you are." He used the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel to hold mine and place a kiss on it. I giggled out loud like an high school girl. Who knew my romoe was actually a real life Romeo ,he has being behaving so romantic since yesterday and I am loving this side of him. It new and loving. I wish this night could never end.

If you find such topics uncomfortable, please consider carefully before proceeding. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This book DOES NOT promote grooming. The story is based on forbidden relationships and taboo bonds. In the fantasy werewolf-dragon world, mates are one soul divided into two bodies. Unfortunately, for Jax and Zara, they are related as uncle and niece. The book deep dives into the romance of a werewolf and a dragon, and the emotional turmoil that arises when fate binds two souls that should never have been connected. It explores love, loyalty, identity, and the painful consequences of destiny’s choices. This is a work of dark fantasy fiction and should be read with an open mind and a clear under

She exhales hard before looking back at me. “My brother has never let fate, or the goddess, or anyone other than himself rule his life. And I know—for a fact—that he would, no questions asked, reject his mate if she wasn’t the one he wanted.” I shut my eyes, swallowing hard as hope tries to bubble its way up into my chest like champagne. Because I’ve seen the bond. Alex and Nova. Nate and Selene. Alpha Charles and Luna Isla. It’s obsession. Gravity. Something ancient and completely undeniable.

“So what, I’m supposed to just… sit here? Knit scarves by the fire while you go hunting shadows? You can’t lock me up like some fragile doll, Damien.” He leaned in, his voice lowering to that tone that was more command than suggestion. “If it keeps you alive? Yes, I can.” For a heartbeat, their faces were inches apart, the air between them humming with something sharp and unspoken. Then he opened his door and stepped into the cool night air, breaking the tension as if it had never been there.

“I’m not sure. Why, do you think it would make a difference if she had?” “It’s possible. I mean look at wolves. We feel the pull to of the bond but only once we’re mated does it blind our senses. We become so overwhelmed by their presence that we are oblivious to anything else. I also know that when witches mate with each other it’s similar to our customs only they mark each other magically.” “I very much doubt she is going to willingly mark Dante. And even if she was how would anyone be able to believe that’s what she was doing? I don’t think Dante would just believe she was using magic to mark him. Surely, he couldn’t be that stupid.”

I said with more confidence. "With face it is" "Thanks" "What is your story about anyway?" he leaned closer to the table and put his arms on it. "It's a romance novel and I would like to refer to it as such. Despite the pornographic details on it. It's a story of a bad boy falling for an innocent and fragile girl. He's a wild spirit and she is conservative... two opposites attract" I giggled and I didn't even know why. "They have sex like crazy in every position I could think of, anywhere and every time they meet" I kept giggling like a little girl and he smiled like he enjoyed our conversation. That was good...

I reveled in the warmth of his mouth as I shoved my tongue inside, his tongue sliding wetly against mine. He gave as good as he got. Xavier was really good with his mouth after all. Yet, for some reason, tonight felt different. And it was pissing me off. I wrenched my mouth away from his with a scowl. “What’s wrong?” Xavier panted, his eyebrows furrowed. His lips were a little swollen, his eyes dark with desire. His hair stuck up in some areas, where it was mussed up by my hands. He was a beautiful mess.

I awkwardly nod at him. "Nope, you are wrong. You wrote a love story with a classic tragedy at the end." So what?! It is almost a shock, and it's a romance. "It's a romance." I contest. "No, it's not. Let me tell you what's a romance story is." He pauses and stands up. He begins to move as he explains. "A romance story is a type of genre in fiction novel which places its primary focus on a relationship and romantic love between two persons. Usually emotionally satisfying and has an optimistic ending. Romance story always has a happy ending despite the challenges of your plot." Oh! I understand.

⚠️ MATURE CONTENT WARNING This is a high-spice dark romance intended strictly for readers aged 18 and older. This book contains explicit sexual content, heavy dirty talk, an intense age-gap dynamic, and dark BDSM themes involving absolute dominance and forced submission. If you are sensitive to themes of extreme control, dark fetishes, or ruthless possessiveness, please do not proceed. Read at your own discretion. Welcome to The Obsidian Room. Enter if you dare. ----------------------------------- Author's Note: Hi, everyone! I am a Brazilian author, so this story is being translated for you. If you find any minor translation mistakes, I apologize in advance! I hope you fall in love with Ale