Monster Romance Novels & Stories

“Ah, you're right. I watched them because they seemed like the ideal couple! Honestly, I envy the way they hold each other up. If only I had been more patient, maybe I would not have broken up with my boyfriend” "your lover?" "Yeah, he's a nice guy. He is compassionate, and also hardworking. But I can't accept his gambling attitude! Whatever money he has, he will spend it” "Oh dear, you deserve better than that man!" Maya rubbed Mona's shoulder, she treated Maya exactly like her own daughter. Maya nodded her head, she could only sigh heavily. Her heart was relieved that Mona didn't think about anything else about her "I just hope they will continue to be happy like that, Miss Aria and Mr Luc

The mirror was wrong, she did well in not believing its words and that of that banished druid. She opens the locket slowly. A bright yellow light dazzle out. Annabelle tries to close back the locket but her efforts are futile. All of a sudden she grabs het throat, gasping for air. Her eyes are red. She falls back as if asleep, landing on her bed with her eyes shut. The locket slips from her hand hitting the floor. ******** Secrets and truth are being uncovered. New chapter to be uploaded tonight Please and please🙏 leave your comments and like this chapter. Thanks. .

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He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

The white color of my wedding gown has now turned muddy and it is torn from different places, mirroring the situation of my heart. "Jaan, come out" the monster sang "I know you are hiding here, so come out on your own if you don't want to become the victim of my wrath" he raved. I shivered but kept quiet. I don't want to get caught. If he caught me this time he will surely eat me raw. He will torture me every day but won't let me die. "You know how much I love you. There is no benefit in hiding as you know I will unearth you, no matter what it takes!" He added.

You would be crying knowing the reality of it. "My Principessa" Loud footsteps follow after his voice ringing inside my ears and I stop from walking any further as he approves me. He engulfed me into a hug which I didn't hug him back. His expression change into a frown, "Amore Mio, what's wrong?" I almost laugh as he asks that. What's wrong? Everything is wrong. I shake my head as I started to walk towards the open door leading to another room but he immediately stop me from walking.

My father doesn’t respond Erik does “She can order him because she is the strongest werewolf alive. She is not just any werewolf and neither am I. I am the protector of the Moon Goddesses Heart and your mate that is who she is the Moon Goddesses Heart.” I looked at him and my parents and I was confused. “Moon Goddesses Heart?”

Now that he had conquered her body and secured his claim, he had simply gotten up and left for work without a single word. She couldn't help but feel incredibly used and betrayed. A bitter lump formed in her throat. She knew, deep down, that this distress was purely because of her own foolish expectations. She had no right to expect romance from a monster. But she was an Omega; she had secretly craved something good, something safe, out of this forced marriage. Sad, dejected, and deeply distressed, Rosalie finally swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Her knees buckled slightly, her legs incredibly wobbly and weak from the sheer physical toll of his possession.

That I was Romy, the little sister of Alina Hawthorne? Either ways, I wasn’t leaving his room until I drove the knife right into his heart. "Go to hell!" I spat, thrashing wildly to break his hold, but every violent movement only ground my hips against his, sending electric, traitorous shocks of arousal straight down my spine. The mate bond was a terrible, sickening thing. Rowan’s chest rumbled with a dark chuckle, his gaze flickering to my lips. "Gosh, I can smell your arousal, Raven. It’s intoxicating. Feels like you're fighting that far more than you're fighting me,” he smirked. “are you sure you came here to kill me, or fuck me?”

I couldn't see his face clearly… just the sharp lines of his silhouette and the quiet menace in how he moved. Then he spoke. His voice was like gravel soaked in oil, deep. It was commanding and outright dangerous. “I’m Alessandro Romano,” he said as if that name should mean something to me. He took one step closer. “And as from this very second, I own you, Celeste Marlowe.” I froze. My heart stopped… No, it didn't, you dummy… He waited for a bit before adding like it was the final twist of the knife: “And before you ask questions… your father sold you out.”