Harlequin/silhouette Series Romances Novels & Stories

A slow, hot burn that tightened my chest and slicked my thighs. Then I saw him. He rose from a throne of ebony and bone. A silhouette of pure darkness wrapped in black leather. Obsidian and silver covered his face—a wolf's snout, narrow slits for eyes, a mouth that showed nothing but the occasional gleam of fang. The Phantom. Our gazes locked. The bond slammed into place like a physical blow. A primal snarl ripped from his throat, echoing through the hall. Conversations died. Every wolf turned to watch.

Occasionally, I would find faint lipstick marks on his shirt, and whenever I stared at them too long, he would push my head aside. "It's nothing worth looking at," he'd say. I knew that all those women were nothing but playthings for him. But recently, things changed. He finally found someone he was serious about. Her name was Roanna Sterling, and she was both sweet and alluring—just the right type of girl that satisfied Scott's desires. She'd already been together with Scott for three months by now, and he'd even bring her to official gatherings, showing her off to our mutual friends as if he was giving a silent proclamation.

She smirked, her fingers dipping lower, tracing the contours of my abs. "I like that noise," she admitted, her voice a breathy whisper. "The way you take charge, the way you dominate. It's... exciting." I said nothing, allowing my actions to speak for me. My hands fisted in her shirt, pulling it from the confines of her jeans. Buttons popped free, scattering across the floor as I bared her torso, revealing the soft skin of her stomach, the full breasts still encased in silky fabric. Vivi's hands splayed across my chest, and she moaned as I trailed kisses down her jaw, her neck, and the sensitive skin below her ear. The scent of her desire was almost overwhelming, and I felt the bond between

I was most put out. He ran his fingers over the black stockings, to the creamy skin at their tops. ‘That was before I knew how wicked you could really be.’ ‘But I think I’m wickeder in black,’ she giggled. ‘Black silk is wickeder than cream, don’t you think?’ ‘You could be wicked in a bin-liner.’ He ran his hand over her hair, and down over the back of her neck to where he knew just how to get that erogenous zone going. ‘But wicked in silk is special.’

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She was the one who had defended Matelli a little too tenaciously. "I can see you know Silvana”. Lefu laughs. The woman steps out of the shadows and push her chin forward. "She has been so kind as to offer me her help as a dog trainer”. He turns to the witch. “Silvana, per favore”. Silvana begins to whisper galdr. All four wolves grab their heads and kneel with a roar. Gudrun pushes her hand forward and sends a jet of beer out of the draft beer dispenser towards the Italian witch. Silvana flies backwards and loses grip on the wolves. Soaked, she gets up and stares hatefully at Gudrun.

he whispered, licking her jaw to his contentment. Clover defiantly jerked her face away from his grasp, but it didn't deter him. He got even more excited instead and slid open her shirt, revealing whatever was under. He glided his fingers over her delicate skin and caressed the contour of her seductive cleavage, leaving an unsettling trail of sensation in his wake. "No, no, no. Don't be afraid." He blew softly onto her navel. "I'm not going to rape you. Rape is painful. Sex is love."

She tasted so sweet, it was impossible to keep reminding himself that she was his enemy. Right now, she was just his wife. He slid the thin strap of her nightgown off her shoulder, exposing one pouting breast. Caressing the velvet flesh of her nipple with his palm, he nuzzled her neck, taking in the scent of wildflowers that he associated so completely with her.

until a terrifying growl made her stop and freeze. A snow white wolf with burning silver eyes charged into the room and stared at the ruined, lifeless bodies of Jack and Caleb. The wolf with blazing eyes of silver, almost merged perfectly with the smoke of the room like a ghost was Alpha Jones and his inconsolable rage was now coursing through him. He swiftly locked eyes with Helena and let out another vicious growl before running full pelt towards her, teeth bared and claws ready to strike. Helena screamed and managed to quickly duck and pivot underneath, although she still got a huge graze up her spine as she tried to escape.

Susan 's POV: Startled by the vivid dream, I'm abruptly jolted awake. The dampness between my legs serves as a tangible reminder of how my body responds to these forbidden fantasies. I can't shake his face from my mind—those captivating eyes, those lips that brought both pleasures and torment to my senses. "This is sheer madness," I whisper in despair, seeking solace in reciting the Lord's prayer. Waking up repeatedly due to these haunting dreams has become exhausting, and I long for a reprieve.