Good Paranormal Romance Novels & Stories

"Keep an eye on Emma. Something's definitely going to happen to Amelia Fernandez’s husband's wheelchair tonight. "For five million dollars, people would tear each other apart." Summer holstered her gun. "Don't play with fire." "See yourself out." The morgue fell silent again. As I leaned against the wall, my phone vibrated. It was a text message from an unknown number. [10 p.m. tomorrow. Southside Junkyard for a private job. Name your price.] I replied with two words. [Cash upfront.] The wind was cutting through like a knife the following night.

And when they arrived, Nina would be waiting, ready to welcome them into her dark embrace, forever entwined in the haunting cycle of horror and lust. THE END. THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

But froze against the door. Her dark brown eyes widened a little meeting Damon's figure... He wasn't looking at her... His gaze was on the floor but his dark aura was enough to scare the shit out her. She examined her well built muscular husband...she wasn't expecting this...she thought she got married to an old man who is filthy rich but to her surprise, he was indeed handsome...

“Sorry doesn’t change anything, sorry doesn’t change the fact that I was made to leave the wolf’s age alone without any strength because as an omega, I’m not even allowed to see my wolf, and till now I can’t even shift, imagine being alone in the Wolf Age, almost chased my rogues. Then I come across another pack where the alpha wants me as his Luna for whatever reason, I’ve never had a purpose on my Orion” I slumped down in front of him, and tears fell from my eyes. “ But this? These people? They’re my people, you might think the story is wack because you never heard of supernaturals but I was with my parents and I knew the kind of weird energy I drew from them, these people love me, Orion,

Nerves tangled in my belly as I wandered to Lucas’s sitting room and laid the pages out on the table. The first was a brief introduction to Akard—an underground, human-hunting organization meant to target supernatural creatures for biological experimentation. Beneath the brief description were the words, “Main targets: werewolves.” I squinted at the pages, confused. I thought the papers I’d been given had something to do with the attack on my family. Why would Brigid want me to read this? A chill walked up my spine like the cold, leggy slither of a centipede.

He had no idea what to do, but he knew he had to find someone to keep on selling this lie. He knew today was supposed to be his official day back at school, but he wasn't mentally stable to go back and he knew it. Struggling to recover from his mother's demise and now he is seeing Ghosts. He got into his bathroom to wash up and prepare for school. Turned on the shower and stood still as the water paraded his skin and him exhaling, he felt calm at least. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair, and immediately saw Tasha calling his name, her eyes filled with darkness and Her hand stretching out to him. He couldn't move, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. He couldn't breat

And discussing the book. "So it didn't belong to my family at all?" she asked one more time. "Sorry." He grinned. "But it did lead you to me." "In a strange way, yes." She took a tiny swallow of wine. "I've been making up paranormal romances for as long as I can remember. I was kind of hoping my ideas had roots in my history." "Maybe those ideas are what allowed you to be ready for me," he pointed out. She licked a stray drop of wine from her lip, a swipe of her tongue that made his cock swell and send him messages.

"For the time being, we plan on keeping it that way." Lainie tilted her head, her hands clutching the edge of the desk. This was their show; she'd let them reveal what they wanted of their problem. For now, anyway. Chet shrugged. "So, what exactly is this Para-Force? I've never heard of it." Colton squirmed in his seat, glancing at Lainie for help. "Feel free to speak about whatever," she said. "The sheriff knows. As does the deputy outside the door there. It's not common knowledge outside of Bull Creek, but there are a few who know about the paranormal in this area."

My breathing slowed down and my gaze was stuck to the figure. This seems very familiar. The shape of his head through the tinted glass sent my brain spiking. He finally hobbled out of the car. I felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through my spine and I let out a shallow gasp. My heart was pounding heavily in my chest. I was rooted to the spot as my gaze landed on his. My goodness! Fucking Maverick Sinclair! The same guy who ditched me on Prom Night.

I huff, which was apparently loud enough to get everyone’s attention. “Oh, my Goddess Nerina! Are you okay!?” Corie squeals out. “Please, no squealing. My head can’t handle that right now.” I say softly. “How are you feeling?” William asks. “Fine, but I had a weird ass dream that none of you are probably going to believe but I’m going to tell you anyways.” With that, I tell them about my meeting with Selene. The silence was absolute, you could hear a pin drop. “So, what you are telling me, is that what I tend to write in my paranormal romance stuff is real?” Ashe asks, flabbergasted.