14 Results with the "Dark Romance" genre
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Death Of Fate
In the planning stage, no blurb is available atm. It will be a standalone why choose dark romance. I’m leaning towards more monster romance here but heavily in the rejected mates trope. -
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Dear Owen
Dear Owen, I know that you won’t read this letter because I’m destroying it later. I just couldn’t help but write it as I stared at the back of your head as you flirted with her. Every breathy giggle is a dagger to my chest. We were never together, but it fucking breaks my heart to know you don’t love me back. I just don’t understand why you despise me or why you singled me out. Fuck, I can’t handle this. I’m in so much pain that maybe it’s time. You know, I’d been planning it for a while now, but I was never strong enough to do it. But now, I finally think I am. I just wanted to let you know it’s not your fault—it’s mine. I should have ended this all sooner, and I’m sorry I didn’t. When I’m gone, I hope it finally brings you peace, like I know it will me. Sincerely, Kira. I didn’t mean for the letter to fall as I left class. I never intended for anyone else to see the letter. But it didn’t matter now. Even if it got out, I’d be dead by sunrise anyway.-
932 • Aug 25, '24
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Blood Typed
Being a dark romance author hiding my identity behind a pen name was lonely. But as long as I had him, I would be okay. Haides Anastos was the perfect man, my perfect man—even though he was a cold, stoic serial killer and a product of my imagination. I created him to be the grumpy match to my latest novel’s sunshine female main character but fell for him with every keystroke. At least, I thought he was fictional until I woke up in his clutches and under his knife as he demanded to know how I knew his secrets. What a weird way to propose, but I accept. -
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Ali Trilogy
“Silence and stay silent,” was the command given to me on the worst day of my life. A command I’m forced to obey because a witch stole a piece of my flesh, a loophole in my biology that destined me to a slave-like bond. I’m a Vila, a woodland Fae, and to silence a Vila is to muzzle a songbird. Now, I am a prisoner in Dark Lord Atrax’s dungeon, a place managed by General Blackthorne and where hope came to die, surrounded by mythical creatures being conditioned as weapons of war. The horrors I witnessed each day threatened to consume me, dragging me deeper into an abyss of depression and hopelessness. Silence was not only my curse but my only refuge, a fragile shield against the relentless cruelty that surrounded me. The weight of my sorrow was a constant companion, a suffocating force that threatened to crush what little remained of my spirit. Yet even in the depths of my despair, I found a flicker of connection with a werewolf and two gorgeous twin witches, all who wouldn’t leave me be. As the General’s twisted games escalate, I am forced to confront the bleak reality of my existence. The things I thought I knew weren’t adding up. I am terrified to find out why, but I have a feeling I will not get a choice.-
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