Spicy Dark Romance Novels & Stories

He closed his eyes and sighed before giving in and kissing her again. With every laugh and kiss, they felt longing mixed with nervousness and comedy. They were like two teenagers hiding from their parents—but more intense, because they knew it was forbidden and they couldn’t stay long. So Dark immediately released his Golden Sperm. "Oooohhh! Shiiiittt! Honey! I’m done!" Dark gasped as he leaned against the cold wall, holding his chest as if he were out of breath. A smile he couldn’t erase was on his face even though he was covered in sweat.

She knew that Liam meant every word he said, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of a long and dangerous battle. "Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me until you forget about him." As Penelope and Liam's passion for each other intensifies, they begin to undress, their hands moving quickly to remove each other's clothing. Penelope's fingers shake as she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie underneath. Liam's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her, and he quickly sheds his own clothes. They stand before each other, their bodies bare, the love and desire they feel for each other clear in their eyes. They embrace, their

He requested, and at that moment, unable to see him upset, I just kissed him. Our kiss began gently, filled with love, but soon it intensified, becoming wild and passionate, as always. I straddled him, sitting on his lap, while he bit my lips and drank my blood, his eyes glowing. I adored the golden hue of his eyes. His hands explored beneath my dress, causing me to moan as he squeezed my bare buttocks. As he nibbled on the sweetest spot on my neck, my core throbbed, and my entire body burned with profound desires.

There was something electrifying about three strong men lost in a taboo passion, no need to be gentle, doing to each other exactly what they’d like done to them. The dark-haired man fisted one hand in the blond’s hair and the other around the blond’s long cock. He forcefully stroked the thick length, yanking back the blond’s head to savage his throat, muttering unintelligible words against his skin. The blond moaned. The dark-haired cowboy released his hold on the man’s hair as his open mouth skated across his lover’s upper torso, his tongue tracing the dips and valleys of the musculature. He suckled the pebbled tips of the blond’s pale nipples, biting down hard enough to cause the blond to

Remembering, she heard a question earlier, she sprang to her feet, to see a furious Sebastian few feets away from her, and when she says furious, like furious, his gray eyes blazed, as if darkness was made into, as there was no shred of light,just pure darkness, that can send some straight to hell, that had no redemption, it felt as if he was boring Holes into her, that will kill her in seconds with his eyes, he looked too dangerous, and strangely more handsome than ever. "Hi" Adia waved at him. "Spill" Short and simple, the moment he spoke, it felt as if the angel of death just passed by, the Aura emanating from him at the very moment was very scary, even the way he spoke sent chills down A

She didn’t… She let him trail her behind him across the wide-open space that made up the seating area of soft black leather sofas set around a black marble wall-fire, currently licking with flames behind a plate of glass. It was dark outside now. Adrastos brought her into the spacious kitchen bay, where Electa picked up on the delicious aroma of something spicy for the first time. She’d eaten nothing since a snatched lunch consisting of an apple and a yogurt, so her nostrils flared hungrily and her stomach gave a timely growl.

But their queen is not happy. She did not only lose her parents but also the love of the vampire king Damien. Alisha has to choose between being the queen of Black Moore and leaving the throne for the greedy uncle she has or fighting for the man she loves,the man who is suspected to being in a spell,a spell which may never be broken. A spell which may cause him his life if he tampers with it. How did he get spelled? And who’s the socerer? Remember the last existing witch was Damien’s mother,so who’s this socerer? Is she evil?

The lust we're both feeling. He kept on banging me hard and I screamed the pleasure was taking me to the center of madness. He hold my hair as he bang my entrance from the back, it was like I was being tortured by him, he has driven me crazy with the way he teased me with his hard torso. "Now it's your turn to make me go crazy,'' he muttered as I got on top of him. Seeing his long and hard torso, I centered myself on it as I began to ride him gently. He closed his eyes as he folded my two breasts. I increased the pace. He was inside me and I could feel the pleasure. I stopped the pace, now you have to give me a blow job he whispered and I nodded. Getting down on my knees he shoved his hard t

Until finally, we are circling each other, breathless, faces streak with dirt and sweat. ‎ ‎“You’ve grown stronger,” she says, voice low. ‎ ‎“And you’ve grown darker.” ‎ ‎Her lips curl. “Power demands sacrifice. You wouldn’t understand.” ‎ ‎I lunged forward, fury burning through my veins. “I understand enough to know I don't want such dark powers. No power is worth sacrificing my loved ones.” I expect to see a flash of guilt or regret but instead she grins. The darkness has eaten deep into her soul, she cannot be redeemed.

He kissed the sensitive skin there and I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure that pulsed through my core. “Please,” I pleaded, not knowing what I was even asking for. “Please what?” Mitch's voice was silk wrapped in steel. He drove deeper and harder. “Tell us what you want. You know we are here to fulfill your darkest desires.” With them, I suddenly forgot it was snowing outside. Because I was hot and everything inside me was on fire. “More,” I begged, turning sideways to see how Mitch was fucking me. “Harder. Don't stop.”