Arcanum Romance Novels & Stories

"That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now." Yara clenched her fists that were under the table. She remembers the words of Adam, her first love and first ex boyfriend in high school when they broke up. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle."

"Sir, I think I've already explained this to you; if I just…." "What did you say just now? I'm a friend of your father? Even when you had your first sex with me?" "Well, I don't have to explain who I'm related to because there isn't a bond like that between us." "What kind of bond? Tell me Aria!" Aria felt short of being pushed like that; she took a deep breath. "You are not my man; you are nobody to me, let alone my lover, sir!" Lucas' heart was devastated to hear that, even though it shouldn't be a sentence like that that he had heard from a woman. "Then, I have to remind you again how I have trouble holding myself up like this," he said

All I want is a quiet life, and if he becomes a part of my life, there is no issue for me, as long as everything is peaceful and there is no trouble. Lira is also right, it's not Adam's fault to have multiple mates. I agree with that, my only issue with Adam is because his possessiveness is really out of place. He uses my being nice to everyone to block mail me from what he wants me to do. Just like what happened to the omega in the cafeteria before. I'm curious where she is now living. I knew she becomes a rouge and I still carry that conscience with me to this day. The Arcanum area is too wide. Especially the part of the forest, Siree enjoyed the cool air even in the middle of the hot day.

Beginning of Book 3 Ruled by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a Reverse Harem Romance The sound of horses’ hooves beating against packed earth, cheers from the crowded stands, and the jarring clang of wood on metal were all drowned out by the sound of Princess Katrinetta’s heart beating out of her chest as she stared down from the riser. Gripping the wooden barrier that separated her from a fifteen foot fall to the arena floor beneath her, Kit’s knuckles were white, and despite the cool temperatures, a fine line of perspiration beaded her forehead.

I whispered back, brokenly, trying to match him: “I am yours. Only yours. Always.” He smiled, brushing a kiss along my temple, my lips, my forehead. “Oui. Toujours.” Yes. Always. The sun climbed higher, spilling more warmth across the room, painting his skin in gold, painting me in light, painting our shared intimacy in a glow that neither of us wanted to end. I woke up fully hours later, still pressed against him, his arms wrapped around me like he could never let go. Our breathing had slowed, our hearts had settled, but the memory of the night lingered—soft, intimate, unforgettable.

VIDA The wedding was over including the reception,I had a long day.The drive from the reception to whatever house was boring.I and Kingston did not talk to each other and it was great.I feel like giving him a slap for kissing me passionately at the church.We got to a house or a mansion.It was painted with purple and it was beautiful.More beautiful than my home.The purple reminded me of Kingston's love for purple and it made me stare at him.Why did he have to hurt me.He destroyed us .He destroyed me..

The child was a blend of the past and the present, a testament to the complexities of her heart and the intricate magic that had shaped her life. As Isolde cradled Arcaniss in her arms, she knew that his existence held a deeper purpose. He embodied the very essence of her story – a tale of love and vengeance, of sacrifice and redemption. With each breath he took, Arcaniss carried the weight of her past and the promise of her future, a living testament to the enduring power of the heart and the magic that binds us all.

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For just a second, I caught a glimpse of pain flickering across his face before it vanished behind his usual icy facade. "The wedding's next month," he said. "Nora needs a bridesmaid." Nora Hunter. The girl who had shown up out of the blue three months ago, 20 and all sunshine with her blonde hair and blue eyes, clueless about the shadows in the world. Francis had welcomed her into the mansion, showered her with jewels, and paraded her around at every high-society event. Francis kept whispering sweet nothings to me, even as he was gearing up to marry someone else.

He looked into my eyes, then he leaned closer and closer that our lips would touch if any of us made another movement. “I'm Arden." He whispered, lowly and something stirred inside of me. "Arden Atticus.” Was that my wolf? There was a quick slap of a million emotions inside my chest— sort of a fast pump from my heart, down to my abdomen. “I'm Elana Lancelot." I managed to whisper, my throat cracky and stiff. “Young man! Who are you?" The Alpha questioned, his eyes revealing fury. My mate didn't respond. Instead, he held my head with care and pressed it lightly against his built chest. He whispered to my ear, “You're safe, I'm here."