Novel & Cerita Stand-alone Dark Romance Books

More… specific. I read romance novels and decided the first step to getting his attention was to make him see me as something other than Jane’s little friend. I started wearing shorter skirts when I knew I’d see him. Tighter tops. I’d pull my hair up to expose my neck, mimicking gestures I’d seen in movies. But he never gave me a second glance. Not until I went for the nuclear option. Last night, I sent him photos. Not just any photos. Explicit ones. Carefully angled, lit by the dim lamp in my dorm room, leaving nothing to the imagination. I sent them to his private email, the one I’d memorized from seeing it on paperwork years ago.

⚠️🔞 TRIGGER WARNINGS (DARK ROMANCE): ⚠️🔞 This is a DARK ROMANCE book with heavy, raw, and non-traditional themes. It contains highly sensitive content that some readers may find uncomfortable, triggering, or disturbing. This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics

“You old charmer. If only I were ten years younger. " "Put another ten up, you still wouldn't be safe from me." While Eleanor burst into ecstatic giggling, his partner Gian rolled his eyes and began systematically to devour his food. Even if Maddox gave the impression that he was not aware of the world around him, he did. Gian and everyone else in his life thought Maddox was a casanover who didn’t miss a rock and he did everything to maintain this image. Very few knew that he had no interest in women, but it was better if it remained a secret. After all, you didn't have to hang up everything and that was nobody's business.

Those, compiled with the events of the evening made her want to crawl beneath the safety of her bed coverings. “Call me Brandon,” he said as he walked a little too close. She quickly stepped away and studied him. The moonlight cast an eerie glow to add to the mood of the evening. Shadows played with his dark hair and steel grey eyes, giving his handsome looks a sinister edge. “I will,” Tara said. She wasn’t sure if the shiver up her spine was from the excitement she felt whenever he was close or from the power the combination of the moonlight and the dark mood of the evening gave him.

Fortunately, he finally found someone to whom could confidently entrust this mission. - Nathaniel, come here! - he exclaimed at the sight of one of his subordinates, a Fallen Angel from a squad of so-called Black Roses. He was famous in the Underground for not having any interest in romance, even though the succubus themselves had repeatedly tried to arouse even a little bit of desire in him. So far, neither of them had succeeded, and Samael had wondered many times how Nathaniel could so coldly and without any feelings reject the most beautiful succubus, who throw themselves into his arms. And there was nothing strange about it since Nathaniel was handsome, and Samael honestly admitted it ev

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CHAPTER THREE: Anastasia's POV: THREE MONTHS LATER… I like pastel colors too, I like pink, hell, lilac makes my heart beat faster. So why do most of the ceremonial ball gowns Kai had his stylists make for me seem dull or too dark? Don't get me wrong. I love dark clothes too. It especially helps us blend in with the crowd when we are on a mission but right now, standing in this gigantic ballroom with twenty other young women my age, I look like the odd one out in the army green gown that I could have sworn looked black.

Dude wasn't worth her time or her breath though. She was about to tell him to go fuck himself when a shiver of apprehension slithered down her spine. Scott was busy waxing eloquent on all of her amazing body parts and trying to convince her to come over to his place when Riley lifted her eyes and saw the one person she was hoping to never see again. Soloman Hart stood next to a sleek, black Audi S7. As soon as she caught sight of him, he began crossing toward her, like a predator stalking its prey.

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.