Irish Romance Novels Novels & Stories

She embraced the Irish way of life, spending evenings in traditional pubs, listening to lively music, and joining in on spontaneous ceilidh dances. In her travels, Luna also explored the mystical ruins and ancient landmarks scattered across the country. She marveled at the majestic beauty of the Cliffs of Moher, standing tall against the crashing waves of the Atlantic Ocean. She wandered through the iconic Giant's Causeway, awestruck by the mythical tales surrounding its hexagonal rock formations. Each place she visited deepened her appreciation for Ireland's rich history and folklore.

A coffee addict and cat lover, Iris Morland writes sexy and funny contemporary romances. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious. Stay in touch! irismorland.com Iris Morland’s Mermaids Newsletter Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram

A coffee addict and cat lover, Iris Morland writes sexy and funny contemporary romances. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious. Stay in touch! irismorland.com Iris Morland’s Mermaids Newsletter Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram

“Zoe, you bitch! You ruined everything! You ruined my marriage and my reputation, yet you’re here acting like you own the place?! I wouldn’t be in this state if it weren’t for you!” Her eyes were filled with hatred, as though she wanted to rip me apart. “Even Victor… Even he abandoned me because of you! Do you really think you’ve won?” She rushed at me like a lunatic before completing her sentence, her long nails aimed at my face. Before I could back away, though, someone jumped in front of me. It was that regular customer at the cafe who invited me here, and the heir to this hotel, Luke Wynne. “Please mind your behavior, ma’am.” Luke gripped Summer’s wrist, his voice calm but firm.

A coffee addict and cat lover, USA Today bestselling author Iris Morland writes sparkling, swoon-worthy romances, including the Flower Shop Sisters and the Love Everlasting series. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious. Sign up for my newsletter to stay up-to-date with new releases, sales, and exclusive giveaways! Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram

Daniel said. I felt my jaw get tight. "What does that mean?" I asked. "It means they'll say that you don't have a home,” Daniel said. "They'll say you left your husband. They'll say you don't have a life." I leaned back in my chair. "They'll use Iris,” I said. "Yes," Daniel said. "They'll use the fact that you had an affair. They'll use all the pictures that Collins took." I nodded slowly. At least Daniel was being honest with me.

Bridget laughed evilly, clearly enjoying what was happening to her poor friend. "I bet she'd have kiss marks all over," Ivy added more to the naughty discussion. Ivy and Bridget giggled at the thought, they really had the wildest imagination of all. This was probably due to the fact that these two were both fans of Love Love Me: Intense Romance, a popular novel site where handsome, possessive characters usually had a deep and intense love for their beloved and caged them with their undying love for the other through intense physical activities. Definitely, they were intended for adult audiences. "I'm just worried they'd fight because of us," Dianne, the most rational among the group, looked

A coffee addict and cat lover, USA Today bestselling author Iris Morland writes sparkling, swoon-worthy romances, including the Flower Shop Sisters and the Love Everlasting series. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious. Sign up for my newsletter to stay up-to-date with new releases, sales, and exclusive giveaways! Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

what happened to the moon goddess lover, many said he was hunted for his incredible powers and his whole people were decimated. This in turn drove the moon goddess to near insanity. As time moved on her child grew up and fell in love, in turn passing on the wolf abilities. The moon goddess blessing each one with a wolf. Over time it became more diluted as hundreds of years passed, and more generations were created we have what is known now. We have a suspicion and we are never far from the truth that Iris- your mate, is off the same magical being as the moon goddess lover.” “We think Iris is a druid, do you think that’s what the lover could have been?” “I believe so” I couldn’t believe it I