Top 10 Dark Romance Books Novels & Stories

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Rion suggests. That earns a laugh from her, but the sound is low and humorless. She tilts her head, and shadows leak from her skin, curling like smoke before retreating back inside. "I’m afraid the Alpha and I aren’t exactly… compatible. My magic is darkness—chaos and decay. Your Alpha here," she jerks her chin toward me, "is pure light. He would absorb my power the same way he absorbed Eris’ chaos and trapped Khaíros."

He pinned her down onto the deep, soft leather of the sofa, his towering frame immediately blotting out the low amber light, consuming her entire reality beneath his physical mass. His mouth crashed down onto hers with a violent, starving hunger that had been suppressed for ten agonizing years in the dark. It wasn't a negotiation; it was a total corporate seizure, his tongue dominant and possessive as he claimed her mouth, drinking in her breathless gasps. Grace arched her back, her fingers tangling frantically in the thick, dark hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him down harder against her as the slow-burn tension that had been coiling in her stomach all day erupted into a blistering, u

This place is like an escape from the constant worry and protectiveness my three brothers possess. I feel like I've been reading for an hour when in reality, it's been a lot longer. I finally lift my head from the book to notice it is dark out and it's raining. Rain taps the glass as it falls from the night sky. "Excuse me, miss." My eyes focus on the old librarian. Her grey hair is over one shoulder, her brown eyes warm as she says, "I'm sorry, but we're closing now."

You've passed the point of no/Angel of music Return/You deceived me I gave you my mind blindly You try my patience Make your choice Pitiful creature of darkness What kind of life have you known? God give me courage to show you You are not alone When Emmy Rossum and Gerard Butler kissed, Daphnie started crying again; I also let a few tears fall. It was probably the most beautiful moment in the movie.

The one who could burn him alive and kiss the wound better. You stuck through the silence, the pain, the almosts, and the push-pulls. And when I was on the edge of giving up, you were the reason I didn’t. So here I am. Still writing. Still pushing. Still pouring my soul into every word because you deserve that. Dark romance isn’t everyone’s thing. But if it’s yours, then you get it. You get how love can be painful and beautiful. How obsession can look like devotion. How the line between “I need you” and “I might destroy you” can be so, so thin.

It was the only thing I could smell ever since our encounter. “You will never have her!” The darkness within me growled. “You will never have the love of a mate. I will not allow it!” It made me remember my last mate, and how she died in my arms, bleeding all over me. I had killed her. I had sworn never to take another lover, another mate. I had locked my inner emotions far away that even the faintest smell of a mate would not be perceived for as long as I had lived. But this girl, caught in a wolf’s trap, had easily unlocked centuries of dedication and hard work. From the moment I met her, something in me awakened.

My last picnic date with Jason ended up great as you all know. I am currently, sited on the couch, my book held up in my right hand and my hot cocoa coffee in the other. I take a sip of the coffee and kept it on the table. I once said I love reading novels but I will go ahead and say it again. Novels are great but only when it’s not dark romances. I can read any type of novel but not dark romance. Don’t get me wrong but I find dark romance annoying and very boring and sometimes disturbing too. This morning when I went to the library, I took out two novels of which one is a dark romance novel and the other is practically a vampire romance. I love vampire romance novels; by the way. Everyone h

I swallowed hard, marveled at her intoxicating overpowering scent, I inhaled slowly surprised at the potency in it. She leaned in closer and closer till she was able to get hold of my lips with hers, teasing with wet kisses all over and rubbing her hands on my chest She let loose and pushed me down to the bed, I gave her an inquiry look. She walked up to the switch and put on the darkest light and for once I felt comfortable again in my own room She stood in a way the moonlight shimmered and bathed all her features, I could still see in the dark as she slowly took off her clothes...

Darkness ate at her vision. Creeping in around her. Rosa could swear she heard Axel's voice calling her name but it sounded very far away. Darkness claimed her. Her body went limp. The last thought in Rosa's mind was of Axel. She imagined him gathering her into his arms, calling out her name. Begging her not to leave him. Tears seeped out of Rosa's eyes. She wanted to touch his face. Brush the fear and pain from him. But she couldn't. She couldn't fight the darkness and let go. It swallowed her whole. Her one regret was she hadn't told axel that she loved him. She did love him. It had taken her too long to figure it out and now it was too late. She drifted. At least in the dark it didn't hur