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His Dark Mercy  by Amethyst_Moonn
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WARNING‼️This book contains abstruse topics such as Dark Love, Abuse, Violence etc if you are not comfortable with the above please feel free to swipe past this book. "Please take me home" I no longer felt like going to work I didn't want my patient to see me devastated and terrified. After a few minutes we reached my apartment as I was about to get out he locked the doors I shivered feeling him turn towards me by now my eyes were glossy. I slowly turned to look at him the smell of blood was painted on him the tears rolled down my cheeks his thick thumb wiped them away my body was shaking I was terrified of this man when his skin made contact with mine my body tingled with a foreign emotion, I looked up at his eyes letting him touch me afraid he would kill me if I moved. "Goodnight my Queen" I shivered at the title he had given me, I was scared to the bone and I was not about to argue with him while he had a taste for blood the look in his eyes told me he still wanted more when he entered the car earlier on. He tenderly kissed my forehead lingering as my heart exploded I waited patiently and shut my eyes praying for him to remove his lips from my skin so I could go home. He finally did and when he unlocked the car doors I jumped out and hurried to my apartment not looking back at the devil in the car. I finally reached my apartment panting and shut the door sliding down my door crying hysterically, I could still feel his cold lips on me. What did I just witness tonight. What did I get myself into. I was scared of the future because I knew surely he would be back to check on his Queen. Highest Rankings #1 in Dark Romance. #1 in Possessive. #1 in Crazy. #1 in Dark Love. #1 in Psycho. © 2016 MCU, All rights reserved.
The Stanislav Brothers by juiceedarkromance
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They're Ruthless They're Cold They're Feared They're Cursed They're The Stanislav Brothers And They Never Wanted A Mate ****Warning**** This is a dark romance. There will be bad language, abuse, and sexual content.
My Evil, Cocky, Possessive Step Brother by VampireRoses1223
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Aubrey Wilson is a 17 year old girl that had experienced devastation at a very early age. Her mother, who had been murdered when she was six, seems to be forgotten by everyone, except Aubrey. And things get worse when her desperate father is getting remarried to his girlfriend that Aubrey hates with a passion. Not only that, they are also moving over three states, far away from Aubrey's life. She is forced to move into a mansion that her father's rich fiance` (Crystal) lives, along with her two kids. Max, being the youngest at 10, and Mason the oldest at 19. It is not long before Aubrey notices there is something off with Crystal's family, and she is determined to get to the bottom of it. What is the secret they are so desperately trying to hide? Why has Max suddenly changed from a cute little boy to acting like a normal 19 year old, and why does he always seem to cling to her at night? And even Mason seems to have changed too... Why has Mason suddenly taken a dark interest in Aubrey?
Misfits  by haleyinez
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Growing up we're taught subconsiously certain things don't always go together. Night and Day, Dark and Light, black and white. Things that stood out just didn't belong with things that fit in. Things that were normal didn't need to be corrupted by things outside of the norm. If you looked different, you were shunned. If you acted different, you were ignored. If you talked different, well that was enough cause to disassociate you from the group entirely. But people fail to realize without one you can't have the other. They coexist with each other, never mixing, but existing. That's how my life was. Just to be. Exist. Never mix. Never mingle. But all that changed. The day he showed up in my life. I should have run. I should have listened to the warnings in my head, but the fact that he was...different, made me stay. He stood out.. Like a sore thumb. He was completely different than what I was used to. He was danger, and mystery wrapped up in a package. He wasn't one of those men born with a silver spoon in his mouth and his own pedigree. He was the exact opossite. He was a misfit. And I loved him for it.