Batman/catwoman Romance Novels & Stories

Mate. I turn, coming face to face with the woman who has stopped several yards away, a vision of perfection. She looks like a warrior goddess in her armour. Every curve is accentuated, a temptress in the night, a vision of fucking perfection. Emotions surge through me and I almost want to drop to the ground, feeling a weight lift off me. She’s my mate. Kataleya Rossi is mine. Her heart is pounding as it calls to my own. My wolf surges forward, wanting to possess and claim what is his. Tears spill down her cheeks and I can’t help but smile.

"They will pay for harming our pack." Kat leaned into him then, letting her curves brush against his body suggestively. She kept her voice low and sultry. "I have no doubt, my formidable mate. Your strength and cunning will triumph as they always have." Desire darkened Vitale's gaze as she pressed closer, her breasts grazing his chest through the thin fabric of her dress. His hands gripped her waist firmly. "You have too much faith in me, Luna." Kat gave a sly, secretive smile. "Never. Now..." She stood gracefully, holding out her hand in invitation. "Why don't we retire for the evening?"

Martha asked “Well,yes. We settled our differences and he asked me to be his girlfriend. No,he asked me to be his woman.” Ann said proudly. Martha screamed excitedly. “I’m so happy for you.” Martha said “And,he apologized for not recognizing me when we met. He actually lost his memory of that night and the little he remembered was useless. He couldn’t find anything to trace me.” Ann said. She briefed Martha on everything that happened. The date,the settings of the place,how he apologized and lastly how he asked her to be his woman.

We circled each other, our contrasting features creating a mesmerising picture of yin and yang. With canines bared, our wolves growled threats at one another, both hungry for the title of the strongest female fighter in the world, but if only it were that easy. The blood that seeped from gashes and scratches on our bodies matted the soft fur of our most feral forms and spoke of the fierceness of the battle thus far. Growing tired of the game of cat and mouse I cut my footsteps short, to leap across the invisible ring we created aiming for her hind leg. My action caught her off guard and the split second that froze her features left her left thigh open to my attack as I sunk my teeth into her

Because she was very close to where Kate is. Of course, she thought that it was her who Damien wanted to go into. But how wrong was she? As when she just gets to touch Damien's hands. She went flying by the side. Damien frowned and gritted his teeth, feeling an electricity that went through his nerve after this woman touched his wrist. He was not so in love with it as he instead felt frustrated and annoyed. So regardless of the roar of his wolf. He uses his inner strength and the woman at the side hardly.

Maybe, by sharing their burdens, they could find a way to build a future together, one that defied the animosity of their pasts. With a newfound resolve, Kate rose from the bathtub. She wouldn't let the primal urges dictate her actions. She would fight for a love built on trust and understanding, a love that could withstand the challenges of their history. It wouldn't be easy, but with Deimon by her side, willing to face the darkness within himself, there was a chance, a possibility for a future bathed not just in heat, but in the warm glow of genuine love.

“Am I? The warriors may follow you blindly, Atlas, but I see the truth. You’ve allowed this girl to endanger us all. Your father made the same mistake—letting his emotions cloud his judgment. And it cost him his life.” Atlas’s expression darkened, a growl rumbling low in his chest. “Don’t bring him into this.” “Why not?” Seraphina shot back. “Your father’s weakness brought ruin to this pack. And now you’re following in his footsteps, putting Crescent Moon in danger for the sake of a woman who isn’t even your mate.” Her words struck a nerve, but Atlas didn’t waver. “Kaida is my mate,” he said firmly. “Whether the bond is formalized or not, she is part of this pack. And I’ll defend her with my

My heart was back to being lodged stiffly in my throat as I blinked at my new husband, Damien. He was seated on the bed, back against the majestically designed head of the bed and I gulped fearfully when our eyes locked. I averted my gaze instantly, and regretted it fast because my eyes landed on his very naked chest, and I felt my throat constrict tightly against my heart. Tattoos littered his chest, shoulders and arms, in different forms and shapes, and that only managed to make him appear even more deadly than he usually is. His face has a very light beard on, and his jaw seemed so sharp, it could cut throat air. His nose was straight, and his face looked perfectly inverted. What stood ou

Dominic sighed, "What do you want to know first?." "Bane," I tell him; he was silent but only for a moment, "Cali, Bane is your Mate." I gaped; no way he is lying like he always does, no way Bane was my mate. "No," I shook my head; Dominic sighed, "You are my girl Cali, The Moon-Goddess; has given Bane and I the same mate." "So I am your mate too?." "Yes," I gaped; I was stunned; how could this be? I am human. They are wolves. Shouldn't the Goddess give them, she-wolfs instead of me?.

Ain't nothing more funny. "I want to marry you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. In fact, I have a ring right there inside the house, a ring specially made for you. I don't do things just to make others happy, Butterfly. I am Ace Hampton. I only do what I want. And Mother doesn't know about this but I can assure you that she would give her full support." Ace retorted. Catherine's eyes watered with unshed tears and her lips quivered. How can such a simple words make her so fucking emotional?