Истории Darkromace

Kaiden Ferral. Seorang jejaka yang dikenali dingin dan kejam dalam satu masa yang sama. seorang lelaki yang takkan pernah percaya pada cinta sehingga seorang gadis bernama Delina Raifasyah muncul didalam hidupnya. Salah seorang adik daripada pekerjanya, Danish, yang berjaya melarikan diri setelah mencuri wang syarikat milik Kaiden yang berjumlah hampir tujuh juta ringgit. "Mana abang kau lari?!" - Kaiden Ferral. "Saya tak tahu! Lepaskan saya lah!" - Delina Raffasya. Namun siapa sangka, Danish langsung tidak peduli bahawa adiknya telah diculik. Dia dah selesa dengan harta yang dia ada sekarang. Tiada siapa tahu bahawa sebelum Kaiden bergelar CEO, dia seorang ketua mafia yang ditakuti manusia. Orang lain mungkin fikir dia hanya manusi biasa, tetapi sebenarnya tidak. "Aku takkan lepaskan kau keluar, selagi bangsat tu tak datang!" - Kaiden Ferral. "Saya tak ada kena mengena langsung lah pasal Danish! saya tak tahu pasal duit tu!" - Delina Raifasyah. "Ikut kau la nak kata apa, selagi Danish tak datang, sampai mampus kau duduk sini." - Kaiden Ferral. Tetapi, mampukah Delina membuat Kaiden tunduk setelah lelaki itu mengakui perasaan cinta terhadapnya? "Niña mía, de ahora en adelante me perteneces." - Kaiden Ferral. He belongs to her. Bound to her. Forever.

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She was his peace...and his greatest destruction.~ His grip around my waist tightened. Without answering, I tried to leave again. But he caught my hand. "Let go of my hand." "Hath chorne k liye thori thama hai" "Stop talking nonsense." I struggled to free myself from his grip. Just then, My eyes fell on a familiar face. Vidyut walked into the hall. His eyes were fixed on his phone as he spoke, "Guru, the jet is ready and-" His words died in his throat the instant he looked up and saw us. Before Guru could wrap an arm around my waist to pull me towards him.. I drove the shard of glass straight into his chest. "GURU!" Vidyut's horrified scream echoed through the mansion. The jagged piece of glass had pierced just above his heart. Blood began pouring from the wound, staining his shirt before dripping onto the floor. Some of it ran over my trembling hands as well. I was still clutching the broken shard. Half of it remained lodged inside his chest, while the other half was still gripped tightly in my hand. Slowly... I lifted my eyes to look at Guru. The hand he had raised to hold me... Froze halfway in the air. A story of love, betrayal, obsession, secrets, and a bond powerful enough to destroy them both.

Grace nigdy nie przypuszczała, że dług ojca zaprowadzi ją prosto do człowieka, którego boją się nawet ci, którzy nie mają nic na sumieniu. Charles Lynch - tajemniczy detektyw o bezwzględnej reputacji - zmusza ją do pracy u swojego boku. Miała być tylko kolejną osobą, która zniknie z jego życia, gdy tylko odpracuje swoje zobowiązanie. Jednak kiedy w mieście pojawia się seryjny zabójca, a Grace niespodziewanie staje się jego kolejnym celem, granica między nimi zaczyna się zacierać. Grace pokłada w nim na dzieje, na swoje ocalenie, a on stawia sobie za cel, by odnaleźć zabójcę, zanim ten ją dopadnie. Problem w tym, że im bliżej poznaje mężczyznę kryjącego się za nazwiskiem Lynch, tym trudniej jej uwierzyć, że powinna się go bać. Bo czasem najbardziej niebezpiecznym uczuciem nie jest strach, a miłość.

MIDNIGHT GLOW Neon Lights - Book Two The high-stakes sequel to Neon Fever. They survived the secrets that almost burned them down-but playing with fire always leaves a scar. When the neon lights dim, the darkest shadows come out to play. Living under the radar was supposed to keep them safe, but a single phone call shatters the fragile peace they've built. An unforgiving face from their past has resurfaced, demanding a debt that was never meant to be paid. And this time, love alone won't be enough to shield them. Caught between lingering loyalty and dangerous temptation, they're dragged back into a high-octane underworld of deception, velvet ropes, and midnight rendezvous. As the lies pile up and trust begins to fracture, they must decide how far they're willing to go-and what they're willing to burn-to keep each other alive. Because in a city fueled by betrayal, the brightest flames burn out first. But beneath the electric blue sky, their story is only just beginning. What to Expect 🖤 Dark romantic suspense 🔥 "Us against the world" tension 🌃 High-stakes secrets & mystery ⚡ Fast-paced, electric atmosphere

*Part 1 of the "Eclipse Archive" - Series* Peace between vampires and werewolves comes with a price. For Joong and Dunk, that price is marriage. Bound together by duty, family expectations and a pact neither of them chose, the future heirs of two powerful communities must learn to work together. What begins as a political arrangement slowly turns into something neither of them expected. But can trust grow where love was never supposed to exist?

# **Sagrado Profano** Algumas pessoas dizem que o inferno começa quando você conhece a pessoa errada. Ela sabe que começa quando consegue escapar dela. Depois de um relacionamento marcado por traições, violência e manipulação, tudo o que ela queria era apagar o passado. Mas certos laços não se desfazem tão facilmente. Principalmente quando os amigos do seu ex continuam por perto. Ele era um deles. Conhecia os monstros. Caminhava ao lado deles. E talvez fosse um também. O que deveria ser apenas curiosidade se transforma em encontros escondidos, olhares demorados e um jogo perigoso onde ninguém é inocente. Porque desejar o amigo do homem que quase a destruiu não é apenas errado. É profano. Entre segredos, obsessão, mentiras e uma atração impossível de controlar, a linha entre vítima e culpado começa a desaparecer. Neste jogo, ninguém será salvo. Porque o que é **Sagrado** nunca deveria desejar o que é **Profano**.

You can't do it. The Counselor's voice was too soft, too understanding. He put a hand on the trembling initiate's shoulder, gentling him into a paternal hug. The boy moved closer, relief flooding through him, but before his hand could reach the Counselor's back, he choked. The sound of iron slicing through skin echoed in the subterranean chamber. The metallic smell of fresh blood instantly covered Vespera's senses. "You should have known better," the Counselor said, stepping away from the falling body. "Vespera Vance, come here." Vespera walked forward, her face a mask of cold indifference. She had waited three centuries for a chance at the Crowned Order, and she wouldn't blink now. "Since your junior initiate here failed to understand loyalty," the Counselor purred, offering her the silver dagger. "Why don't you show everybody how it's done?" She took the blade. It was heavy, perfectly balanced, the hilt carved with the order's coiled serpent. Vespera walked to the next kneeling traitor. She grabbed the black silk veil obscuring his face and ripped it downward in one ruthless motion. "I want you to see exactly who is finishing you," she whispered softly. "Piece by piece." She worked the dagger through her hand, finding the perfect grip. In a single, slow, deliberate arc, the silver blade found the sweet spot at his throat and sliced down. This wasn't an initiation. It was a promise of absolute dominance. A girl has never survived the Trials of Aethelgard... but after today, it seems Aethelgard should be expecting their new female lord ,whether they like it or not...

I fell in love wid the Man I hated... smut 18+

Ele me destruiu de todos as formas inimagináveis, mas ao mesmo tempo eu não conseguia odiá-ló nem por um segundo. Dark romance,autoridades dessa obra é totalmente Minha,não aceito adaptação, Plágio é crime!

he wants her but she wants him more

He was the boy I was supposed to forget. Ten years ago, something happened in the woods. Someone died. And Elena's memories were erased. Now she's back. A mysterious photograph, a dead mother, and Adrian Vale-the boy she once loved-are about to reveal a truth that was never meant to be remembered. Because some secrets are buried for a reason. And some people are worth remembering, even when they could destroy you.

romance,bl,fantasy,dark romance

where every heartbeat bleeds vengeance. "I'll forever and always choose revenge... I'll heal in hell." - said by the one who rules it. "Every king doesn't kneel for you," - he said, eyes burning with fury. But she? Unbothered. She smirked, applying blood-red lipstick, and whispered, "Then watch me make you." ________________________________________ ZAID MORIEN A man forged in violence. CEO of a dynasty soaked in blood. Heartless. Merciless. Untouchable. They say he was born with a silver spoon - but no, he built his empire with fire, fists, and fury. ________________________________________ And then... her voice cut through the silence like a dagger. "You did this... Mother." She wasn't just a woman - She was a weapon. A storm dressed in elegance. And when she walked, empires trembled. "If life makes you the villain, make sure they never see the hero win." "They said it was over - but it's not. Not until I say it is." ________________________________________ "This isn't some fiction world, baby. This is the real world - darker. Deadlier. And you're playing with fire." He smirked, voice venom-laced: "And the real villain isn't here to protect you. Guess what? I'm not one... I'm Damon." She leaned in, eyes like burning coals: "And I'm the one who made Damon flinch." ________________________________________ This Empire wasn't built on power. It was built on the bones of every soul they loved - and lost. ________________________________________ 🩸 Empire of Buried Souls - where love burns, loyalty dies, and the truth never stay buried.

This is a sappy little romance! Keep in mind, I'm not the best writer, there's nsfw scenes (I KNOW THAT HES ACE!!), and that this is not recommended For kids under 16. :3

"W-what are y-y-you doing?" she stuttered as I inched closer and backed her against the wall. Now you're going to be a good girl and do as I say, yes? My thumb stroked her cheek as I whispered the words in her ear. You don't want to get punished, do you 𝘭𝘺𝘶𝘣𝘰𝘷? ------------------------------------------------- She was rude 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐞 She was bad 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 She loved games 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬

Dunia mengenalnya sebagai Asher D'vant Louvent-pewaris tunggal Louvent Corp, berdarah dingin, tak tersentuh, dan hidup dalam kemewahan yang membutakan. Tapi di balik sorot mata tajam dan langkah penuh keangkuhan itu, ada luka yang tak pernah benar-benar sembuh. Tiga tahun lalu, ia membuat kesepakatan yang mengubah segalanya-meninggalkan lintasan, meninggalkan kebebasan, demi sebuah janji. Tapi malam itu, satu balapan memecahkan batas, membawa masa lalu menghantui dan menggiringnya kembali ke takdir yang ia benci: menjadi bayangan ayahnya sendiri. Di antara konflik warisan, konfrontasi berdarah, dan sisi gelap dunia balap bawah tanah, Asher bertemu orang-orang yang perlahan membongkar benteng dirinya-Davion, pria dengan masa lalu yang tak kalah kelam; Maxell dan Greylan, sahabat yang selalu ada meski tak selalu mengerti; Amber dan Audrey, dua cahaya yang menuntunnya pulang. Dan ketika rahasia keluarga mulai terbuka, satu pertanyaan tak terelakkan: Apa yang akan kau lakukan, ketika bagian paling hilang dari dirimu... ternyata adalah dirimu sendiri? Sebuah kisah tentang pemberontakan, luka, dan pilihan yang harus dibayar dengan seluruh hidup. Karena bagi Asher, menjadi pewaris bukanlah kehormatan-tapi kutukan yang tak bisa ia hindari.

تبدأ القصة من غرفة صغيرة تعيش فيها فتاة حسناء رقيقة المشاعر تُخفي ألم الوحدة بابتسامة جميلة تزرع الفرحة في قلب كل من يراها، تتعرف على شاب جديد في المدرسة جديد بالنسبة لها ولكنه قريب لها بما يكفي ليعرف كل تفاصيل حياتها. وخطيئة تتبعهما من زمن أهلهما، فما الأسرار التي ستكشف وما نوع العلاقة الروحية التي ستضهر بين الفتاة والشاب. هذه روايتي الأولى، أتمنى أن تنال إعجابكم ❤

He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. "It doesn't matter what's right," he said, his voice low and commanding. "It matters what's mine." Her breath caught as his fingers slid to the back of her neck. "And you think I'm yours?" "I don't think, Valentina," he murmured, a dark smile curving his lips. "I know." --- Valentina never expected her life to take such a dangerous turn. After her husband demands a divorce to marry his mistress, she finds herself entangled with Alexander-a powerful mafia Don whose reputation is as lethal as the man himself. Alexander doesn't just want Valentina; he needs her. When he discovers she's the daughter of Nico Vance, the man responsible for the tragedy that destroyed his family, his rage burns hotter. But instead of killing her, Alexander makes a chilling decision: Valentina will become his late wife, down to the last detail. Caught between desire and danger, Valentina must decide if she'll run from Alexander's dark world-or step willingly into it. Because once she does, there's no turning back.