Native American Romance Novels & Stories

Just from the redness of Velia's face, she could make a guess. “I don't mean anything bad, but I heard from Rambo that you've also paid your monthly installments this month. Not only that, he said you'll pay off all your debts soon. That's why I'm surprised,” Nia explained at length. “There's no way you can earn that much money in just one short night. It's impossible, Ve. Even if you're as beautiful as a goddess, you're still just an ordinary woman. You're not a celebrity.”

“I am going to wear my cock to a stub by morning.” Jasper smothered his disappointment as he leaned his head back on the headboard. What did he expect, after all? He asked himself. The Knave knew, just as Jasper did, that their mate claim was complicated by sexuality and opposing packs. The Knave was right to be cautious, and this was only their second night together – it was simply too soon to declare themselves considering the problems between their packs. As with breaking both his sexuality and his mate’s pack origin to his father, it was something that was better done slowly. “Tell me about yourself,” he said and took a sip of his champagne. “You know who I am, and that I paint, but I kn

Fingers played with the ends of hair, and hands roamed over dips and crevices, their hearts beating together as one as they fell into the arms of each other and the bond consumed them totally. She felt loved, and it was a feeling she hadn't felt in so long. The mating process was slow and unhurried as Natalie kept hearing the familiar growls of her own wolf in her mind. The Moon Goddess was allowing the long lost Raya to come back and reunite with Natalie, just as Nolan was uniting their bodies together. A surge of happiness came over Natalie as she and Nolan reached their peaks together.

She chuckled and stroked him tenderly on the head. “Oh, you are so very beautiful.” Tears reappearing in her crystal blue eyes. Cohan’s wolf was wagging his tail happily, thrilled that his little mate thought he was beautiful. She had no fear of the giant animal and tossed a leg over her wolf with confidence. Little did she realize that the Moon Goddess had fated her to one of the most savage Betas in north America, who appeared to be nothing more than a puppy in her presence. Someone was going to have to explain the mate bond to her, and hopefully, after all she had been though, she would not reject Cohan.

“Deadly snakes, poisonous plants, water that’s not safe to drink, raging rivers, and worst of all, native rogues.” When he says those last two words, Ginny’s forehead crinkles, and she turns to look at him. “Native rogues?” she repeats in her thick accent. “I don’t know how to say it.” “Wolves that have lived in these parts for thousands of years,” Sanders tells her. “They still think those lands out west are theirs, even though the humans are tellin’ ‘em otherwise.”

His eyes held an intensity that made her feel both cherished and devoured. He leaned in once more, lips capturing hers with a heightened urgency, more heated this time. After a moment, they reluctantly pulled apart, hearts racing. Her eyes were still closed and he studied her face, memorizing every curve, every subtle line of emotion. When she finally opened them, their gazes locked, electric and profound. They sat like that until the murmurs of other passengers, the hum of the engines and the dim light reminded them of the journey ahead. When they arrived at the hotel in Alaska, it was morning. By the time they reached the hotel, everyone was tired, so they checked into their rooms. Ahaan a

We hugged each other as I made the arranged for them to stay here with us in the Inn. I sent Sam to collect their luggage and bring it all here. I quickly grabbed my laptop and registered them in Their Stay Indefinate! "What is your full name Mom?" "Rose StormCloud, The happiest woman in the world!" she smiles. Later that night...after getting Mom and Aunt Alma settled into their room. "Did you know that Native people can mind link?" Raven asked me, as I was just getting out of the shower. "Yes, just like vampires, we are all shapeshifters," I confirmed.

“They don’t do the physical act in front of the crowd. It’s a private affair that ends with the female being claimed with a mark at the nape of her neck.” “And?” “Like you already guessed, I have such a mark. Technically, I was mated to a cougar. Nick Reece. His clan was from the same area in the Rockies where my Leap originated.” “Was this an arranged mating?” She shook her head. “Far from it. The scenting ceremony had been planned for months, and Nick’s pride, Wind River, was one of many invited. There were at least two dozen males and females circling each other like sharks in heat. Nick was a participant in the ceremony.”

Supreme Alpha Jade Navajo has been pleasant ever since our mate moved into our room. I have been able to make him understand that we can't accept her, and complete the mate bond but he's satisfied with her presence and overly possessive of her, making me assure him that I would never let her leave us.

The saliva dripped from his teeth, and his shirt bulged as the moon began to change him. His ears took on another form. They curved backward toward me and flipped outward like a wolf's. His ears listened in as I hid behind a tree. I covered my mouth with my hands that night. My breath betrayed me as the smoke of my foggy breath was sniffled in the air by the inhuman nose on his face. His face was becoming dog-like in nature. The Native American tribes described them as the wolf-people. Pop culture would call them by their real name, werewolf. My grandmother told me about the wolf-people and their love for native women. The native women of Saint Maria were lost to the wolf-people clan.