Great Paranormal Romance Novels & Stories

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.

Queen of my Heart Synopsis Ronald Gidwani, a billionaire, who is also a single father, finds love again when he meets Raina, The Queen Of His Heart. ........... "I think that will be all for today, Gabriel. I have to head home now. You know Alessandra will not go to bed without me." Ronald said as he stood up from the chair behind his desk and started arranging the files on the desk. He was trying to sort out the documents to take home for the weekend to work on and the ones to leave in the office.

Moreover, what was he doing discussing heat with her? I jumped into my car and drove to my sister Lauren’s house. Peyton had had her baby a couple days after the alpha ceremony, so I didn’t want to bother her, knowing she was preoccupied with a newborn at the moment. I told Lauren I needed the clothes for a rogue werewolf who had wandered into our territory, deciding it was best to share as little information as possible. This was not a completely uncommon situation, so she didn’t question it. She handed me a pair of shorts, a T-shirt, and some flip-flops.

I nodded and lifted a glass from the table, levitating it in the air to demonstrate my power. As I turned my attention back to him, the glass fell, prompting him to exclaim. “Wow!" He was amazed. "Do you know how I acquired these powers?" I inquired, my curiosity piqued. He nodded and began to explain, "My grandfather's mother was a Pari. She protected her son, my grandfather, but was ultimately killed by evil vampires." I gasped in astonishment. "Do you also possess these powers?" I asked, hopeful.

I couldn't help but wonder what I had done to continuously attract adversaries into my life. Without uttering a word, I remained silent, fixated on her as she rose from her seat and made her way towards the door. However, before she could step out, she abruptly halted, turning her gaze back towards me. "You, my dear, are carrying a child within you. Instead of searching for the father's identity, you are here attempting to steal someone else's husband. Be cautious, lone wolf, if you wish to safeguard your baby, for I will not hesitate to eliminate anyone who dares to take Dean away from me. Don't forget, this is the Ghost pack, and you are merely a guest. Refrain from compelling me to engage

She frowned instantly, wondering where she was and why it was so white. Then it all came together and the memories of the last event that happened came back to her in floods. She blacked out after meeting that mysterious man, that was all she knew and now, she was in a very strange room. With panic, she jerked up from the bed, resisting the cold that was trying to hold her back. Her eyes roamed the room frantically as her heart began to race inside her chest when her gaze fell on him. Standing at the far corner of the room, with his eyes intently on her, and his back against the wall, he looked like a mysterious assassin ready to take her life at a first glance.

“Hannah, this is crazy.” She watches me mull over all this craziness and she looks at me with pity and sympathy. What if this could all be true…Then yeah, I would love to have a love like this person is describing. But it just doesn’t happen for me. I’m not meant to have this kind of love.

They sat across from each other at the small table and Marisol folded her hands and looked at Danielle with the specific quality of attention that came from someone who had stopped being surprised by what people were capable of and had moved into something more like compassionate witnessing. "Tell me what you know," Danielle said. "All of it. Everything you know about the pool and the ritual and what comes back. I need the complete truth." "I told you the complete truth the first time," Marisol said. "You told me enough to warn me," Danielle said. "I need more than a warning now. I need specifics." Marisol looked at her hands. "The pool is older than this pack," she said. "Older than the ter

“Not the occult. Spiritualism is a gathering of all beliefs. All the good that can be found in religions around the world.” “This is too weird,” Price said, shaking his head. “Kylee, let’s go.” She hesitated. She definitely didn’t want to do anything to alienate Price, not now. But something had drawn her into this store. She couldn’t leave yet. “Just give me a second, Price.” “I’ll be outside.” He fled the store, the bell jangling as he slammed the door behind him. Kylee faced Madame Humphrey, not sure what to say after Price’s hasty exit. “Yeah. I’ve never seen him act that way before.”

“I want you to see me, to understand what I have endured.” She reached out, her fingers brushing against my arm, sending jolts of electricity coursing through my body. “You feel it, don’t you? The connection between us?” I swallowed hard, struggling to find my voice. “Connection?” I echoed, my heart pounding. “This isn’t real. You’re a ghost…a spirit.” Her laughter rang out, soft and haunting, reverberating through the empty hallways. “I am more than a ghost, Elias. I am a fragment of your desires, a reflection of your deepest fears. But together, we can transcend this reality.”