Native American Romance Fiction Novels & Stories

I could hear the smell of blood then, as well as the wailing and crying of the men as they fell and scrambled up to their feet again. I was on my conquest 2 years ago, when I decided to conquer the land of the Red Wolves. It was a small stripe of land located around mountains and a vast body of salt water. I laid siege on the land and attempted to convince them to surrender their powers to me but then I discovered that they were not worshipers of the Moon goddess. In fact they happened to have archaic traditions and barbaric ways. They loathed the moon goddess, and would rather follow her adversary, The Night Smith. They engaged in incest, blood sacrifice, and even slavery.

“You take wife. Unite people.” Aiden’s heart sank to his feet when he realized what was happening. He knew very little about the customs of these Indians, but one of the things he did know was that it was an enormous insult to refuse the offer of a chief’s daughter in marriage. He couldn’t even get away with saying he already had a wife, since -although it wasn’t a common practice- they allowed multiple wives. His brain was working overtime when an angry brave entered the tee pee and began arguing with the chief. From the way he was pointing at Aiden and Leotie, Aiden gathered he wasn’t happy about the marriage offer.

Chapter Three – Haven’s Hearth The Ember Haven transformed into a haven of shadows and warmth as the night deepened, the fireplace embers glowing softly, their light casting a tender glow over the rug where we lay entwined. My body was a map of Jake’s desire—bruises on my hips and thighs, bite marks on my chest, cum and sweat coating my skin—yet the hunger within me raged, a primal need fueled by our unrelenting passion. Jake loomed over me, his breath heavy, cock hard again, eyes locked on mine with a fierce devotion, ready to culminate the haven in a hearth of flesh and spirit. The cabin thrummed with the energy of our shared taboo, our friendship a sacred bond that tightened with each tou

It seems a good place to be. He steps behind me and kisses the side of my temple. "Nope. This is just the beginning. True love stories never end." END OF VOLUME FIVE: HACK This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. The author recognizes the trademarks and copyrights of all registered products and works mentioned within this work.

One short and chubby plain Jane obviously didn't come across as an irresistible temptation and gave credence to Gavin's statement that he'd rescued her by happenstance. "There's four of us. I'm Wyatt. You've met Gavin, fainted for Parker, and will, unfortunately, at one point, make Jaxon's acquaintance." "What are you? A gang of some kind?" A tilt to his lips made her heart hitch because, awake and looking at him full on, she couldn't help notice that this stranger, Wyatt, appeared quite attractive in his own right. Where Gavin was blond and blue-eyed, Wyatt seemed descended from Native American roots, with his blue-sheened black hair and dark, piercing gaze. His skin tone appeared tan, that

“It seems that his fever broke but he’s still very weak, uncle Quinn.” He stared at me looking serious and then said it: “The warriors from Martin, Coulter and Person packs are here, all our people is gathered so we can invoke Mother Earth power and ask for Adam health. I know we seem savages, primitive, but that’s how we are Samantha. We are not ashamed of the animal, of the wolf that is inside us, we lycans with Cherokee blood believe that to reconnect with nature can bring the cure to Adam’s body. If you don’t want to be a part of it, you can stay inside the house with Ayobe. Hunter, Connor, get Adam carefully and let’s start.”

But inside, she felt ashamed of herself. How could she be this shameless?! Doing this with a criminal, and not just anyone but one she was about to judge! She knew the consequences of her actions! And she wouldn’t risk her life for a moment of pleasure. This was forbidden and she wouldn’t do it! Ariana closed her eyes after she had concluded, she clenched her fists but when she opened her eyes and met that muscled body, her eyes shifted. Her eyes couldn’t help but roam his hot body. He had some scars around his body, but that didn’t make him ugly but added some charm to him. His packs, and then down to his perfect waistline and—

That is until a little rogue she-wolf named Natacha came into my life. Natacha is a rogue within a neighboring rogue colony. The first night I met her, she was bartending at a run-down bar called the Wolf's Den. I was still mourning the loss of Kayla, but Natacha immediately caught my eye. She was the complete opposite of my mate. While Kayla was cheerful and blonde, Natacha is dark and brooding. I was drawn to her.

N/B: This chapter contains Somnophilia/NonCon. Somnophilia: sexual fantasy involving someone who’s asleep or unconscious. If this isn’t your vibe, please skip. Cole Pacing in front of her door, I exhale a nervous breath. It’s early in the morning. I had gone for a long run to burn off the anger and shock from last night. Once it faded, I realized she was right. I was a coward. Harper had done the one thing I’d dreamt about from the first day I met her, she’d been brave enough to reach for what she wanted, and I had shamed her for it.

I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre. And lastly as for another work on Goodnovel.com I've a contemporary romance I'd love to suggest because now I'm aware of the flash forward style of GN. It's entitled as "Winning Over The Cold Heiress." Thank you~