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His best friend, known as Seraphina, possessed an ancient knowledge of the supernatural world and had always been a reliable source of guidance. As Mr. Haven made his way through the bustling streets, his mind filled with questions and anticipation, he couldn't help but marvel at the vibrant energy of the city around him. Seraphina resided in a grand mansion nestled in the heart of a secluded enclave, a sanctuary where vampires and humans coexisted harmoniously. The mansion stood as a testament to the enduring bond between Mr. Haven and Seraphina, forged over centuries of unwavering friendship.

We ducked under the overhang of the bookstore next door, the one where he had read me Keats in the narrow aisle, and stood in the small shelter of it while the rain came down around us and the city moved through its wet evening patterns beyond the awning's edge. Carlisle pushed his hair back from his forehead with one hand, rain-damp, and laughed quietly. "I don't think either of us planned for this." "No," I said. My voice sounded like it belonged to someone braver than me. We were close under the overhang, the rain reducing the available space between us, the golden light from the bookstore window falling across both of us in warm rectangles. I was aware of his proximity in every nerve end

Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® @Paranormal @Romance MR. GORGEOUS Two weeks flew by... The sun shone brightly..the wind blew caressing each skin. Roxanne stood on the balcony of the library, her eyes fixed on the book on her hands. It was too abnormal to her.. she was reading a paranormal story, something she has never read before. It was all about Wolf's. She sighed and closed the book. The book title was; A DEMON IN LOVE

“They’re not here. I haven’t sniffed out any in this town. Plus, it’s daylight. They can’t come out during the day.” “What about if they had a magical amulet or something?” He widened his eyes. “Well. . .sure. But not many have them and. . .how did you know that?” “The Craving series. It’s these paranormal romance books that talk about vampires. They mention witches and werewolves too, but not as much. It’s mainly about vampires.” Maddox watched her with fascination. Although he was naked and bloodied, she was too out of it to notice. Keeping her talking about the books would be the best way to keep her relaxed.

Another, horrifyingly, had both. I picked one up, read the title, and groaned. LUNA’S BARGAIN: FATED TO THE ALPHA. “Bailey,” I said carefully, “why are all of these?” “Masterpieces,” she finished. “Questionable,” I countered. Bailey waved her hand. “You’re going to love them.” “I like romance,” I said. “Not… paranormal wolf erotica.” Bailey’s eyes glittered. “That’s what you think.” Before I could respond, she tilted her head slightly, just slightly and her gaze drifted toward my front door like she’d heard something. I frowned. “What?”

As I go through the small selection of books, I notice that most of them are similar: paranormal romance. I never understood why people enjoyed reading those types of books so much. They're always the same. An ordinary girl meets two sexy, paranormal boys that both fight over her, and there's always some lame conflict that pushes her closer together with both of them, and then she makes the obvious choice. The choice everyone knew she'd make since the first chapter. And they're always trilogies, I think to myself. Why can't they just have one or two really good books, instead of three or four adequate ones?

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

I became desperate. “You’re a Pari.” As he told me, my brows narrowed in confusion. “Pari means Angel? Am I an Angel?” As I enquire, he shook his head in response. “You are, without a doubt, my angel, but Pari does not mean angel here. Many years ago, when I was not even born, there was a group of a few women who used to fight for and support underprivileged people. They were kind and caring, almost like social workers. One day, God blessed them with superhuman abilities that were superior to those of vampires, witches, and humans. They became immortal, and people began referring to them as Paris.” It felt like I was listening to an interesting story, but it was a reality of my life.

Shadow raised her head to smell it, her big brown eyes curious, but upon finding it to be nothing other than frustrating ideas, she resettled. It had seemed so easy at first glance. Audrey and Ray had fallen in love once; I knew they could do it again. I had buzzed through my shift, sprinted home, and hopped on the computer for research. Fast forward two hours and I had no results. Everything I found was either too complex or too reminiscent of “The Parent Trap”. I had no idea how to get these two people to fall in love, let alone how to get them in the same room. My balloon of hope and excitement was quickly deflating, reality a slow leak sinking it. My phone chimed, and the noise startled

Welcome back, sinners. Claiming his bride is a erotic paranormal sinful Collection brought to you by Josie Frank, author of the erotic anthology Wet Dreams a collection created for readers who crave passion without limits, obsession without restraint, and love that burns far beyond morality. This new novel dives even deeper into the shadows. It is a work of dark paranormal romance and erotic fiction intended strictly for mature adult readers. Within these pages, you will encounter: • Dark romance • Explicit sexual content • Possessive and obsessive love interests