Interspecies Romance Mga Nobela at Kwento

They kissed longer, slowly, Dennis let go of his lips on her, their eyes stuck together, none of them said a word to each other and it felt like their whole body was drawn together by a divine force none of them could explain. Cassandra didn't want Dennis to stop kissing her, she felt so alive watching him with her eyes, her heart entangling with his. She wanted more or his lips on hers, her body melted immediately he kissed her and she wanted to feel it again. The sound of the door bell brought them back to reality. Cassandra quickly remembered her pizza order. "I will get it" she said to Dennis and walked towards him with shaky legs. She opened the door, looked at the delivery guy who just

I told Myles about this, but he did not seem to mind and took care of me as usual. I had no idea what Myles was thinking, and I started to pull away. I admit I was scared, and no longer dared to get into another relationship. I was afraid I would end up the way I did with Ian, where the oxygen would be exhausted after a fiery whirlwind romance, and the fire would die instantly. Myles did not push the matter even though I did not give him a definite answer. He continued courting me at a respectful distance. A week passed, a month passed, and soon it was two months later.

he murmured, his hands already working on the fastenings of her gown. Just like last night, a single coupling wasn't enough to dampen their ardour-if anything, it only seemed to inflame the desire they had for each other. Their intimacy was affecting Jacob, although he would never be able to explain how in a thousand years. For the first time in his life, he actually took note of the expressions and sounds that his partner made with wonder. He'd always been a considerate lover, but with Olivia, it wasn't just consideration that drove him to draw out the sweet sighs from her.

I am currently 21 and mateless. We Zylians are species of an advanced race. We are called the conquerors of the galaxy since we conquer any planet which perks our interest. But attacking this planet has another purpose. We hate them. We despise them. They took something dear and near to us and we will destroy this planet for that. The woman who is blabbering beside me is Hasya. One of the top warrior of our planet and too full of herself. We both haven’t found our mate so we were forced to accompany each other in order to get married in the future.

Gone were the days when vampires lived freely. For hundreds of years,I've encountered different people,mingled with many but when I saw that woman at the quarter, something different occurred to me, something I knew not of its existence, something strange and almost hard to ignore. I felt my heart beat uncomfortably when she looked at me,when she did that thing with her lips;when she smiled at me. Her face held the spitting image of someone. Someone I'd seen in the past. Someone I'd loved but the memory is foggy and it's hard to place my thoughts in order.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

And the commotion was so great that everyone showed up, even Gibran. “Are Nalia and the vampire prince really mates?” Gibran asked in a hushed whisper, and I nodded. “That’s incredible… I’d heard of inter-species mates in the past, but I suppose that, due to isolation and the division of territories, it stopped being common, though there are cases where hybridization has been maintained for generations, as is the case with your mother.” That made me sigh. I knew all too well about hybridization, about powers and their consequences.

Curious despite himself, he asked “Proof of what?” “Of my sterility,” announced Rachel firmly. Jake felt shocked. “You’re sterile?” “No! It’s part of the plan. See, what was the motive behind our marriage in the first place? A heir. A when Devin finds out that there’s no question of producing a heir, the marriage does not stand. Ditto,” she finished, snapping her fingers in a concluding way to emphasize her point.

This whole thing seemed like it should just stick to its own species, and leave me, a Human, out of it. “No, all 12 of them have Vampire mates. It has never been reported that a gifted mate was interspecies.” Jarvis replied. I sighed in relief. Thank the gods, I couldn’t be his gifted mate. That cleared it up for me, he just thought I was cool because I was a Hunter with a high status.

I whispered back, brokenly, trying to match him: “I am yours. Only yours. Always.” He smiled, brushing a kiss along my temple, my lips, my forehead. “Oui. Toujours.” Yes. Always. The sun climbed higher, spilling more warmth across the room, painting his skin in gold, painting me in light, painting our shared intimacy in a glow that neither of us wanted to end. I woke up fully hours later, still pressed against him, his arms wrapped around me like he could never let go. Our breathing had slowed, our hearts had settled, but the memory of the night lingered—soft, intimate, unforgettable.