Historical Romance Novels With Love Triangles Novels & Stories

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

She had to bite her lip to stop herself from smiling too much. “And I love you both,” she said. My fire and my flood. Audrey squeezed both their hands and gripped them tightly. She couldn’t believe how lucky she was to be able to meet them. Caspian, who was like a fire, burned right through her with his love and passion. And Killian, who was like a flood, drowned her in his boundless love. They couldn’t be more different and yet similar. I love them beyond any reason or rhyme. And they will forever have my heart.

And in every love triangle, someone is bound to get hurt. Alpha Kael's mother's expression turned grave. Annie's voice dropped to a whisper. " When i walked in on them, That woman's words came to mind and it sent shivers down my spine. Remember the war between Alpha Kael, Valtira, and Aurora? A love triangle that ravaged our pack." Her eyes locked onto Alpha Kael's mother. "What if that was the history she was referring to? But this time, It's going to be two men loving one woman, and she, torn between them, unable to choose."

“Ladies, thank you all for coming. As some of you know, we have a special guest tonight, Ivanna Moretti, the stunning fiancée of Damien Cross.” Polite applause followed, though Ava could feel the judgmental eyes of the women around her. Vanessa continued, her voice dripping with faux kindness. “Ivanna is truly remarkable, having studied abroad and mastering ten languages!” The ladies wowed at the revelation. She could feel their eyes all over her. Some were of admiration while others were of jealousy and bitterness. Vanessa continued “I thought it would be fun to give her a little initiation into our circle. Just a harmless game, of course.”

My childhood friend promised to marry me once we came of age — but at my wedding ceremony, he gave my wedding ring to my stepsister, Summer Hugh. At the time, it was Victor Lowell, the fearsome mafia heir, who saved me by publicly announcing he had loved me for years. In the five years we had been married, he would fulfill every wish I had, even those I mentioned offhand. I truly believed I was the center of his world. All that changed when I stumbled across a top-secret folder as I was cleaning his bookshelf. The very first page was a file on Summer, with three red words printed in bold, “Top protection priority.”

The love she once felt was now nothing more than a ghost attached to a betrayal that had nearly cost her her life. She was done fighting, done reminiscing, and done being a consolation prize. From this moment on, Daphne was no longer her desiring one, her lover, or her future. She was just the driver taking her home to her niece and nephews. Cara resolved to rebuild her life from the ground up, completely detached from the woman sitting next to her, leaving Daphne and the ghost of Craig buried forever in the past.

She knew pink roses stood for being touched, a love declaration, symbolizing first love. Trevon was celebrating the sweet memories of his first love with Lydia. A tribute, a remembrance. So what was with his constant promises not to divorce her? Was he just trying to keep her calm, to prevent her from causing a scene, not to mess with what he had with Lydia? She had already let go. Why was he still messing with her feelings? Lydia, in her dress and diamond tiara, looked stunning, like a princess. His princess. It was a gesture that was truly awe-inspiring. It was the kind of thing that made others green with envy.

All that was enough for Joan to refuse his advances now that he wants an actual romance. But Joan could feel it. She was afraid because she could feel it, but it didn't make it disappear. It was akin to the fear she felt at the thought of Asher reading her deleterious article. It was like the rush of excitement she felt that sent her pulse racing when Asher kissed her. And It was a feeling born from more than just a fleeting moment of stimulus. It may have been born since she first set her eyes on Asher.

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maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.