Best Paranormal Romance Series Books の小説・ストーリー

--- ~ CATHERINE ~ Everyone is seated in the large, but oddly comfortable space of the Hollowbane Pack’s tattoo parlor called Moonmark Ink. Every member of the Hollowbane Pack is present. Ronan and his mate, Lyra. Killan and his mate Tess, a few other mated and unmated pairs I can’t remember their names at the moment, then Draven and Alex. After Cain has worn both of us out with constant lovemaking, we’ve rested, taken a hot shower - again - dressed up, and then headed straight for the parlor where discussions are to take place. At least that is what Cain tells me.

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?

Caitlin read aloud: “Hester Prynn, Hawthorne’s most famous character, the woman at the center of The Scarlet Letter, the woman who was persecuted for refusing to reveal the true identity of her child’s father, was, many scholars say, based on a real life Salem resident: Elizabeth Paine. No scholar has ever been able to identify the lineage of Elizabeth’s child, as she refused to reveal to any of the townsfolk who the father really was. Legend has it that he was a mysterious man, come over on a ship from Europe, and that their romance was a forbidden one. “Elizabeth was banished from Salem and forced to live in a small cottage, by herself and with her child, in the woods, on the outskirts of

he said guiltily. “Since I met you it’s been frightening and chaotic. I’ve not only learned my dead mother is some sort of mutant monster and that my fairytale vampires aren’t fairy tales at all. In fact, the human with super powers I fell in love with is actually a fairytale vampire whose mother is a witch with…what is it? Oh yes, fae blood,” I said in a tone that was more of a whimper than a complaint. “As if that wasn’t bad enough... my evil mutant-vampire mother married me off to an equally evil vampire who tried to rip me in half on our wedding night. Now, I’m being hunted by this evil creature and I’m sure by Sybil as well. So please forgive me if I ask for a reprieve before I face

“I’m Madame Humphrey. Welcome to my shop! Can I help you find something?” “Um.” Kylee glanced at Price and echoed his question. “I’m not sure. What kind of shop is this?” “This is a spiritual shop, my dear.” “What?” Price jerked backwards, hitting his ribs on the corner of the glass countertop. “What do you mean?” Kylee asked. “Like, religion?” Price’s eyes were wide with what Kylee could only assume was fear. “Or, like, the occult?” Madame Humphrey laughed. “Not the occult. Spiritualism is a gathering of all beliefs. All the good that can be found in religions around the world.”

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

he said sternly, his voice nasal, not looking at her or smiling, as if he were too busy to be bothered with her request. “I’ve only requested six books,” she said. He stared at her, obviously not liking being corrected. Then he slid his glasses up his nose and looked down at the titles. He glanced at her with the same expression the clerk had. “I take it you’re some sort of paranormal writer looking for ideas?” he said, speaking to her as if she were a used-car salesman. Caitlin frowned, hating his judgmental attitude, and uninterested in sharing her life with him. He wouldn’t understand anyway.

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?”

He might kick me out and I would just die. “This is amazing,” I managed to whisper, still breathless at the sight. “You like it?” “Like it?” My amazement hung in my voice, and I spun on my heels to face Dante, who was leaning at the door. “Are you kidding me? I am in love with it. It’s like heaven on earth.” The corner of Dante’s lips twitched. “The best part is that more than half of the books are horror, thriller and paranormal.” “No fricken way!” My jaw dropped, and I held back the girlie squeal that hung in my throat. And I thought this place couldn’t get any better.

The walls were bare wood, gaps between some of the planks letting in slivers of moonlight. I sat on the bed, knees pulled to my chest, and tried to make sense of everything. Werewolves were real. Mate bonds were real. And I was tied to an Alpha who'd murdered his last mate. My hands were shaking. I pressed them against my knees but couldn't stop the trembling. A betrayal, Vera had said. Thirty-seven wolves dead. His sister. No wonder he looked at me like I was a curse. Maybe I was. A soft knock on the door made me jump.