Tag "Dark Romance" - Works and Original stories

A story about beautiful monsters flying too close to the fire. Because sometimes, the darkness inside is far more familiar than the light outside.

Aron’s life is a scam. The ultimate long con. By day, he plays the part: the perfect son, the untouchable captain. By night, he’s just looking for a way to finally go dark. Leo is the only one who sees the lie. He hasn’t seen Aron on a pedestal; he’s seen him on his knees, shattered and pathetic. They share nothing but hatred and the jagged edges of their own damage. But in a world where everyone lies, the dirt turns out to be more honest than the gold.

The world we knew shed its old skin.Papa Emeritus III called it the Purification—hellfire wrapped in a beautiful word.They stroked our ears with words from floodlit stages,threading a new faith into our minds like beads on a profane rosary.They prepared us,instilled in us our chosen singularity.We clung to the snowy pallor of gloves as if they were the only meaning left.We were on the square.We swore.And when the Hammer of His Truth struck,shattering the thin asphalt skin—we were ready.

What happens when Oleg Sheps, an arrogant and entitled student, decides to drag his young professor Vlad Cherevaty into his psychological games? And what if, behind Vlad’s wall of principles, hides a man far less composed than he appears at first glance? Will Cherevaty submit to Sheps’s manipulations, or will Oleg himself become the victim of the beast he has unleashed? The most destructive game of chess begins right now. But instead of pieces, there are only living people on the board, unaware

Odysseus slaughtered all the suitors. But Antinous has returned as an unquiet spirit. He has one final matter to settle.

Juichi is out of prison, but the real jail is in his mind. The only key to it is the raspy voice of a musician named Kanao. Their meeting is not salvation. It's a deal with no rules, where the price for one man's silence is the other's pain. "Noise" is a psychological duel where the main weapon is another's wound, and the grand prize is the right to stay sane.

A Shadowrun: Hong Kong fanfic. The protagonist falls for Racter at first sight but, for certain reasons, tries to maintain her distance. Racter couldn't care less - at least, at first - but gradually becomes intrigued by her magic. "Classic fairy tales: fae and cold iron."

Everyone sees the bruises on Isara’s skin and assumes the worst. They don’t know the truth—that she’s ill, not abused. And they certainly don’t understand the quiet, fierce love between her and Alarion Ossandor, the man they fear most.In a world ruled by appearances, their love survives in the shadows.

What was happening between us was not love. Animal passion, the desire to subjugate and rule. Forced attachment of one lonely person to another even more lonely. An attempt to survive and find support in a shaky reality. “…but you know, I love that about you. And what I also love about you is that you don’t idealize me or flatter me. Funny, right? I literally love you because you don't love me. Even if you don't love me, I will love you for both of us. And you can love music.”