Novel & Cerita Stand-alone Dark Romance Books

“This was supposed to be your Valentine’s gift, but everything went to shit and I completely forgot.” Draven glanced at it, still grinding against her. “What the hell am I supposed to do with a book? Don’t bore me, Selene. I’m so goddamn horny.” He kissed her neck harder, squeezing her breasts. “Calm down,” she laughed, “The gift is what’s inside.” He took the book from her hands. “Her Price, His Obsession,” he read aloud. “What’s in it?” Selene opened to chapters 15 and 16, then passed it back to him.

a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids. She was on her hands and knees on the California king bed, her body glistening with sweat, her thick thighs trembling, her big breasts swaying with each brutal thrust. Damien stood behind her, his hands gripping her hips with bruising force, his fifteen-inch cock pounding into her pussy from behind with animalistic intensity.

Chapter 10: OSCAR'S POV: The red lighting in Darkar pulsed like a heartbeat, casting long shadows across the velvet walls of my private suite. The air was thick with the scent of cigar smoke, and the faint musk of sex from the girls in the clubhouse below. I leaned back on the leather couch, legs spread, one arm draped over the shoulder of ruby, one of the girls that worked at the club house She sat beside me fumbling with my buttons as I maintained an eye level with the much older woman sitting opposite me.

His ass glistened under the dim light, a canvas of red and desire, as I pressed forward, my massive cock breaching him with a force that split the night, each thrust a violent poem written in blood and sweat. I fucked him hard, our bodies sliding in the pooling crimson like lovers in a forbidden ritual, his screams echoing off the walls—raw, primal cries that twisted pleasure and agony into something beautifully savage. “Take it all, my dark angel,” I snarled, gripping his hips to drive deeper, the blood smearing us both as his body arched and begged for more, turning the horror into a hypnotic dance of dominance and surrender. As I drove into Kyle with unrelenting force, his wet body rockin

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Her power falters as I storm toward her, the ground cracking under my feet. ‎ ‎She throws up her hands, dark energy flashing but it shatters against me like glass. I slam into her, sending her sprawling into the ground. Her dark magic is useless against me. ‎ ‎“YOU TOUCHED HER,” I roar, voice so deep it rattles through the clouds. ‎

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The way he'd call me good girl in that broken voice like I was the last light in his darkness. Now? He barely looked at me. My heart twisted. Maybe I wasn’t enough. Maybe I never was. I slipped on the black silk robe he liked—no panties. I needed him to see me. Need me. Remember what we had. I padded down the hall and found his office door cracked open. He wasn’t alone. A woman with dark hair. Pale legs wrapped around his lap. His hands on her ass. Mirelle. I staggered back before I could scream. I turned and ran, heart in my throat.

"When this is over—when they've accepted you—I'm going to take you to the northern territory. Just us. No pack, no council, no eyes watching." Her eyes flickered. "A honeymoon?" "A claiming ground." I kissed her jaw, her throat. "I want to mate you properly. Under the full moon, with nothing but the forest and the stars." She shivered, and I felt it—the tremor that ran through her, the way her breath caught. "That sounds like a promise." "It is." I let her go, watched her rise and dress with the fluid grace of a predator. She chose a black dress—simple, severe, cut low enough to show the bite mark. A statement. I'd taught her well.

And then he tells me he wants more from me…desires me more than any other because, like him, I have the gift. I can’t deny he’s the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, with eyes black like midnight, a jawline as sharp as his dragon’s talons, the height of a mountain, and shoulders as broad as a stream. But no amount of attraction will ever change the fact that he destroyed my life. The answer is no—and it’ll always be no. But the Death King doesn’t accept that answer. This book contains dark themes with subject matter that may be difficult for some readers.