Highlander Romance Books Novels & Stories

He pulled away, just long enough to see the desire in her eyes before resuming the kiss. The soft smell of her perfume floated up to his nostrils and he breathed it in without breaking the kiss. The scent turned him on even more and he let out a soft growl as he pressed his body into hers. It had only been a week since they'd made love, but it might as well have been a year. The way he craved her in that moment was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.

Every hair on her arm stood as she beat back the panic welling in her breast. On the other hand, she had read novels in which the lady had enjoyed the pirate’s passionate kisses. The heroine in the book actually fell in love with the ruthless man. Isabelle rolled her eyes. It was beyond her knowledge how any woman could feel that way. Yet, Hawk had been attentive while she was being jolted atop his horse. It had seemed he almost cared about her discomfort when offering to have her lean against him.

“On what exactly? You still haven’t told me what’s so special about these books.” I tried to casually reach behind my old nursing textbooks where I had hidden my collection, but because of how fast I was I ended up knocking over a stack of notebooks. The Papers scattered everywhere creating a big mess. “Smooth,” Ethan commented dryly. “Shut up,” I muttered, scrambling to pick up the papers while trying to block his view of the bookshelf. But Ethan had sharp eyes, and he had already spotted what I was trying to hide. “‘The Duke’s Wicked Ways,’” he read aloud, picking one of the books from behind the textbooks. “‘The Highlander’s Forbidden Touch.’”

“This was supposed to be your Valentine’s gift, but everything went to shit and I completely forgot.” Draven glanced at it, still grinding against her. “What the hell am I supposed to do with a book? Don’t bore me, Selene. I’m so goddamn horny.” He kissed her neck harder, squeezing her breasts. “Calm down,” she laughed, “The gift is what’s inside.” He took the book from her hands. “Her Price, His Obsession,” he read aloud. “What’s in it?” Selene opened to chapters 15 and 16, then passed it back to him.

I leaned back on the leather couch, legs spread, one arm draped over the shoulder of ruby, one of the girls that worked at the club house She sat beside me fumbling with my buttons as I maintained an eye level with the much older woman sitting opposite me. The woman had a long dark wavey hair, and deep green eyes just like the ocean. Ruby's body pressed against mine in a way that was all performance. Asides Raven, Ruby was my best girl. She was a perfect distraction, a warm body to celebrate with. My thoughts ran back to Damien Blackwood. The untouchable CEO, the man who thought he owned Manhattan. Captured like a rat in a trap by me. The ambush had been perfect, and my men had hauled him ou

“He’s doing well in London. He thinks I’m traveling the world with a man I love.” Julian’s eyes darkened. He traced the line of my jaw with his thumb, his touch firm. “And are you?” “I’m traveling the world,” I whispered. “That wasn’t the question.” He gripped the back of my neck, forcing me to look at him. He didn’t want my gratitude. He wanted the truth. He wanted the soul he had bought. I leaned in, my lips brushing against his. “I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be, Julian. I’m the girl who stole from the devil and realized she liked the fire.”

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

I whispered, my resolve weakening as his touch spread heat through my skin. He sighed and kissed my neck, his lips warm over my skin. “You’re making this difficult, Harper. You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into.” “Then tell me. I want to know.” “It’s not that simple.” “I don’t care.” I finally turned to face him. Our face was barely inches away. I felt his breath fanning over my face. How I missed this devil so much. Through the dim light provided by the moonlight, I could see many emotions crossing his blue intense eyes, the desire, and something more profound, yet unspoken.

I whispered the headline and hovered my finger over the screen, contemplating on if Ii should open the article. My heart was pounding by the second and with a deep breath, I tapped on it and it opened instantly. I swallowed and swiped up. The headline was the first thing I saw then a few words about the writer followed. I scrolled to the start of the article and started to read; Son of billionaire business man, Anthony Hogan and Heiress of the Hills Global Communication company were spotted having a romantic dinner date at a restaurant and the pair looked like the perfect couple. Sources say that the two rekindled while on a trip recently and they have been together ever since then. There ar

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“