Mountain Man Romance Novel Novels & Stories

Every time he speaks it makes my insides melt a little more with nervousness. He turns to walk out, then turns back, “ Are you comfortable?” Just wishing he would go now so I can gather the last of my self respect and bury my head under the covers for the rest of the day. I reply, “yes, thank you”. That seems to appease him and he smiles that lovely smile of his and turns and leaves me to ponder on how I actually got to be here, on an Alaskan mountain, during the biggest snow storm of the century, with a woman doctor and her sheriff husband, and this enticingly good looking Alaskan mountain man, without my sister?

I mutter, looking at my foot, which was hit by some sort of book. I lift my foot and give it a light massage with my hands before picking up the book. As I read its title, "FAREWELL TO HUMANITY," I remember the events: mountain, rock, handsome man, fainting, handsome man, book, handsome man... Yeah, lots of events. I'm not doing well; I barely left home and I've already gotten myself into trouble, cursed mountain. Still lost in recent events, I run my finger over the couple on the book's cover, and for some reason, Deniel's image comes to mind, causing a small (very small) smile to form on my lips. He's so handsome and masculine.

“No, you can’t. He will protect you better. I have no fighting skills and I am not as smart or sharp as he is. I cannot protect you because both of us will be killed.” The mountain man came and grabbed me and started walking away. I struggled to leave his grip but the clamp on my wrist was ironclad. He dragged me toward the other way while Odin went the other way. I kept crying as we travelled. Soon, we were in a village and everyone was getting up for the day. His grip did not leave mine. We went into an empty inn. A few men were on the tables having breakfast. They turned when we walked in but the mountain man paid no attention. He walked straight toward the counter where a blond woman was

Word by word, I told him, "The first time I went down the mountain, there was a heavy rainstorm. The road was slippery, and I fell all the way down the slope. I was covered in blood. "But you promised you'd marry me in town. So, I held onto the wooden hairpin you gave me and crawled all the way there. I thought you'd be waiting for me at the city hall, but you were still in the mountains. "You told me Gemma's hut had collapsed in the rain, and you had to fix it. You told me to wait for next time." Joseph's eyes widened. His lips parted, but no words came out. I continued, "The second time, there was a snowstorm in the village. I crossed freezing rivers and fell into an ice hole. If a village

His heartbeat is steady, calm, and he hums a noise as our wolves rub against one another. He eyes the mountain top, breaking us apart with a small lick of his tongue against my cheek. I back off, grabbing the bag of clothes and holding it in my clenched jaw and trying to forget the feeling of his tongue. He begins to run, and I attempt to catch up, the prince leaping and bounding with such strength. It isn’t until we reach the top of the second mountain, trudging through the snow, that I see a small cabin up top with a filter of black smoke piling out of the chimney. The prince shifts, standing in the knee-deep snow stark naked, acting like he doesn’t feel the cold temperature. I follow his

Slow, unhurried and seemingly confident. I feel it before I truly see him, the way the air changes, the way my lungs forget how to draw a full breath, the instinctive tightening in my chest that has nothing to do with nerves and everything to do with survival. When I finally turn my head and look at him, I understand why his parents spoke about him the way they did, why Carmen joked about cold-blooded princes, why this house feels built around power rather than comfort. Then I turn my head, and time seems to slow me as I come face to face with the man who has just entered the room...

While the position wasn't comfortable, I finally relaxed at knowing she wanted me close. Caressing her battered face with my fingers, I loved how she smiled at me. She soothed away all my fears. "Once upon a time," I said and she smiled again, "there was a ruthless man who wasted one day after another of his life enchanted in anger. One day he met the most fascinating girl and she quickly wrapped the man around her fingers. She loved him in the best way and saved him from himself. He loved her too and only wanted for her to be happy and safe."

he breaks the sweet moment that I wished would never end, pulling me deeper into the forest. Arggh! "But don’t be so hurt. I will take care of that which you so desire the most, the beautiful queen of my heart,” he tightened his hand around mine, throwing me a wink that carried a deep mischief that caused a ripple of pleasure down my backbone. Ooh, I would like to see how you will do that, Mr. Montana junior. With these wounds that can’t even make you walk properly and your broken arm, how will you do it? We scour the forest together, Joe managing to move despite his injuries. Every now and then, he winces, but he brushes it off when I ask if he’s okay. By the time we return to the cave, we

Would it not be good for them to depend on each other as mother and son if she had not sold him? Vireo cried. He impatiently held the old man's hand and asked with a catch in his throat, "Sir, can you tell me where the mountain that she had gone to become a nun is? Tell me! I'm begging you to tell me, please." The old man, who had his face covered in tears, shook his head. "It seemed like a mountain far, far away. What mountains are there near the city where she had gone to college and worked? What is the name of that mountain? I can't remember. But, I have heard that she had become a nun in the forest deep in the mountains."

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.