Dark romance books. For readers who crave love stories that venture beyond the sunlit meet-cute, dark romance offers a thrilling and intoxicating alternative. This subgenre delves into the shadowy corners of passion, where morally gray, often possessive anti-heroes and fierce heroines navigate relationships built on intense power dynamics, perilous situations, and frequently taboo subjects.
It’s a space where consent is a complex negotiation, happiness is hard-won, and the line between obsession and love is thrillingly blurred. Not for the faint of heart, these books promise a gripping, emotionally-charged experience for those who like their happily-ever-afters earned in the dark.
With a full-page illustration and a never-before-seen bonus chapter only available in this print edition, this TikTok-viral dark romance features delicious spice and a morally gray stalker who falls first and brings big ‘touch her and die’ energy.
Murder brought us together. Only death can keep us apart.
The Tormentor
Calista belongs to me… she just doesn’t know it.
The first time we met, I wanted her. The next time, I was obsessed.
I watched her. I followed her. It only deepened my need to possess her.
Once she’s mine, I’m never letting her go.
Little Stranger .OWNING HER IS ALL HE EVER WANTED
She betrayed him, and now he wants revenge against the sister who became his forbidden obsession the second he laid eyes on her. After she sends him to prison for years, he’s free and ready to haunt her.
Everything about Olivia belongs to Malachi Vize.
Her mind
Her body
Her soul
Her fear
Her pain
On Halloween night, he can no longer lurk in the shadows. All he has left to own is her heart, even if he needs to take it.
Den of Vipers.
They run this town and everyone in it.
Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel – The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses.
Yes, sold me.
They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant. These men, they look at me with longing. Their scarred, blood-stained hands holding me tight. They want everything I am, everything I have to give, and won’t stop until they get just that. They can own my body, but they will never have my heart.
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