Spicy Dark Romance Books Novels & Stories

And it's just as toxic as the hatred I breed for him. Jasper kisses me like he wants to claim every part of me, ravaging my senses and feeding the hunger that grips me. I'm paralyzed. My heart is pounding, my fingers are trembling. As I taste the tequila on his tongue, an electric thrill courses through my body, down to my cock. And suddenly, I can't breathe. I'm drowning, dizzy... Lost in his kiss. "Fuck it!" I groan, returning the kiss. I catch his long, silky black hair in a tight grip and jerk his head back, angling his face perfectly as I devour his mouth, kissing and sucking every part until he's moaning into mine.

He glanced up at us and his lips tugged into an almost smile. “You’re cooking?” Ros arched a brow. As soon as Dom returned a nod, she sped into the kitchen. “Oh, hell no! I’m not eating shit by you.” “I’m not that terrible of a cook, so move aside,” Dom said, but Ros didn’t listen and pinched his arm. “Stop it! You’re not a good cook, either.” “At least, mine’s better than yours.” Ros turned to me and asked, “Would you rather eat burned lasagna or one with extra grated cheese and spice?”

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

His eyes, two dark embers, say it all: I need you now. I don't move. Not right away. I see his pupils dilate, eager. She licks her lips, and this time, it's me who's losing my patience. With a sudden movement, I grabbed her by the waist, my fingers digging into the silk of her dress as if I could tear it just by touching it. She gasps as I pin her against the wall, the cold marble against her back, her breasts crushed against my chest. His mouth opens beneath mine before I even kiss him, his lips soft and warm, his tongue seeking mine with a desperation that makes me groan. She has this taste, this mixture of red wine and something darker, more personal, as if her desire had an aftertaste of

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

he finishes for me. I nod. His hard body clenches with rage behind me. With hunger. And then—I feel it. The sharp press of him, thick and growing, hardening against the curve of my ass through his slacks. My breath stutters, and my traitor body sparks to life. Knowing him. Needing him. Being so fucking familiar with him that it craves him as he pulls nearer. Unraveling me from the inside out. Except just as that feeling ignites inside of me, something darker, something angry, roars up to snuff it out with a black cloud.

" She screamed my name as loud as she could while she wrapped her hands around my arms. I leaned closer to her and she quickly grabbed my lips soft and breathless. My tongue slid between her parted lips, exploring her slowly. Fuck! Corvina is the best kisser I have ever come across. I said to myself. Her kiss was soft letting me even want more while I was still kissing her. I tested her lips with so much passion and claimed them as though they belonged to me. "Of course, they did belong to me for now."

Before she could give me any stupid answer, I leaned down and kissed her hard, my mouth crushing against her luscious lips while she pushed at my chest at first to let her go. My tongue slid into her mouth to taste her anger which was mixed with a dark, dangerous need. And that was when her fingers twisted inti my shirt and drew me closer. She moaned into my mouth. When I pulled back we were both breathing fast like we had just finished with a marathon. “I'm going to fuck you so hard Elara that you would never even able to forget who exactly you belong to after I cum inside of you.” “Damien, I—” I cut her off by slamming my mouth onto hers and kissing her deeply. A moan slid out of her mouth

I cried out, and he finally grabbed my neck, pulling my head back. I couldn't take it anymore, I knew I would never be able to resist this sexy devil! I craved for his cock like I craved oxygen, and I needed it like I needed life. As he rammed into me from the back, I realized that his darkness was all I really needed to feel alive. I was going to submit to him, to his darkness, I was going to let him claim me. "Frederico!"

PROLOGUE TATIANA Death smashed into the back of Adrian’s slick Maserati, demanding our lives. My body jerked forward and the seat belt cut into my chest. My heart jumped, racing as fast as my husband’s driving. “What’s going on?” I whimpered frantically as I glanced over my shoulder. The headlights of a black SUV filled the rear window. Smash. My body jerked forward again. “Adrian!” I screamed. “Gun, get a gun.”