Fated Romance Book Box Novels & Stories

Her heart pounding madly, she began to decode it all. It began to dawn on her that this was not meant to be an entire book. It was meant to be one word per page, meant to spell out but a few sentences. A key. A code. A message, for the initiated. Meant only for the one who knew how to look. Caitlin checked off the words as she turned page after page, and she remembered them, and in her mind, sentences began to form: The last vampire will arise after 2,000 years have passed. She will rise across the ocean and will be named for the color of blood. To enter the city, one needs a key. And the key can only be found here.

I sighed, looking at her. "I wouldn't go as far as saying you're completely wrong, Sophie, but there's something intriguing about fate. It suggests a preordained path, a connection that transcends circumstances. Take my Uncle Vino, for instance; he can't stand Cain Island, so he never took his children there. Yet, somehow, Caspian and Charlotte found each other. It's as if an unseen force brought them together. Caspian wasn't actively seeking Charlotte; He was simply sent on a mission to solve a problem, and fate intervened to unite them. Harper and I never intended to stay in Lumas, let alone become friends with Jacob, but it happened. No matter how hard Jacob tried, she couldn't progress b

Dear Readers, Love has a way of surprising us—especially when fate steps in. Thread of Destiny is a story about friendship, longing, and the magic of fated mates. It’s a sapphic paranormal romance that blends the thrill of unexpected love with the warmth of a second-chance connection.

I love Melanie's rough side, but Shawn is so gentle and each caress was filled with love and compassion. Each stroke left a fire in it's wake, spreading until I felt like I'd combust from the inside. Each kiss felt like I was being cast under her spell, leaving me wanting more, but she isn't mine to take more than what's offered. I love Melanie in more ways I can explain, but a piece of me will always love Shawn and crave her next caress. I know Melanie feels the same for Beth, just by how she's holding her, broken while her wife lays in a deep slumber.

The school was boring anyway. Even now, I was currently staring at one of those books, an ancient werewolf romance novel, while she was reading a much hotter and more recent one; Inferno, Yeah it went along with the title and all. According to her, she wanted to spice things up with Charles and didn't mind recreating some of the scenes from the book, the girl was such a dirty-minded one, and she didn't mind sharing all those gruesome details with me.

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Kitty finally blurted out then hanged up. She was fuming as she rummaged through the towel shelves, feeling blindly. Her fingers grazed on a box and knew that was it. She tiptoed and pushed it until it fell. The contents scattered on the floor when she failed to catch the box. She frantically gathered the condoms and stuffed them in the small box that it came with and turned her attention to the “other” object she was supposed to bring for Grace.

Ryker paced back and forth in his chamber, his mind tangled in the past. The walls around him felt too close. His ribs didn't ache as before. He was now fit to go about. But he could not, the pain that lingered in his chest had lingered in his chest held him down. It was an old wound, deeper than claw marks or broken bones—one that never truly healed. He had once thought fate had given him a gift. The day he learned Eirlys was his mate, something had lit up inside him. He had been raised to believe in strength and power, in the bond that tied gated mates together. And when his gaze had first locked onto her, he had known. She was meant for him.

They bumped fists before Raul headed back to the elementary school. Frank helped Sarah gather up all the printed copies and they dropped them into the box with the rest of the blank paper. Sarah set the original pages of the pamphlet on top and Frank carried the box out to her car. After he set it down in her passenger seat, she leapt into his arms and kissed him frantically. Once again, she jammed her stiff tongue into his mouth. Frank pulled his head back and gave her a soft peck on the lips. "Relax," he said gently. "Let your tongue caress mine."

He looked sick. "They left something at the border," Jax said. "It's addressed to the Luna." My blood ran cold. I sat up, clutching the sheet to my chest. Victor took the box. He hesitated, listening for a ticking sound, smelling for poison. Then, he flipped the latch. He froze. "What is it?" I whispered. Victor turned the box toward me. Inside lay a platinum necklace. The chain was broken. The diamond pendant was crusted with dried blood.