Native American Romance Novels & Stories

It was a very dangerous path. ********* "Where are we going?" I snapped at Jake as he took me further into the forest. Just a few minutes after I was discharged from the hospital, he came and told me there was a very important place we had to go, and it was almost nightfall. "I am taking you to the person who will help you forget about that wolf girl. He is the most powerful shaman with a lot of connections with ancient magic." He replied, and I shrugged. "I hope it works."

Nah, he doesn't look more than four. Did Louisa move on immediately he left New York for Australia five years ago? Is she that cold-hearted? it can't be. Although it turned out to be based on deceit, their love was intense and very reciprocal while it lasted. He had never seen anyone love as hard as she did. So, the possibility of her getting into another romantic affair immediately after him is low. Kingsley steps into the back seat of his silver Lamborghini, releasing the top button of his tuxedo for comfort. Hardy closes the door after him and then turns around to put the car in motion.

KINGSTON I never imagined that I will love someone this much.Someone to make me loose so much control . Someone I can't get enough of. I never thought I will have a wonderful marriage because I did not care about love . I always thought if I was going to get married , it will be because of my mum . It will be because she forced me . But then I fell in love with Vida . I think marrying Vida is the best decision I have ever made in my life even if it was a force marriage , it gave me the family I have today . If only Dylan had not chose the wrong path , if only he understood that not everything is done by force . I got to understand that when Vida left the country and Cassandra told me not t

She moaned with need when I slipped my finger onto her wetness, arching her back even further when I stroked downwards, practically begging me to fuck her and oddly this appeased and disgusted me at the same time. Ayla would have been my choice if I had not met Naomi, the history we had together could be described as warm hugs and slow kisses. But it was pure, our love had been pure even if we never shared that mating bond, not even a sliver of it, it was still pure. Naomis family moved to my pack from the North, isolate wolves looking for a new pack they could join. My father, being the ruthless leader he was inducted Naomis father for hard labour into the mines in exchange for their living

Those sounds were raw, echoing the restless cries of creatures filled with insatiable hunger, relentless and endless. In the heat of that chaotic moment, Lydia found herself standing motionless in the corridor, heart beating in her chest like a drum. For just a passing moment, she felt a powerful connection as her wolf disturbed restless underneath her skin. Its claws scratched against the boundaries of her flesh, causing her to accept the anxiety from within, to bring out the untamed spirit that shared her being. She didn’t need to see the rogue to understand their nature: they embodied chaos, a hunger to feed on a prey taking away the natural bonds that hold up true wolves to their communi

"I know you don't want me to do the ritual and give up my wolf side, but I will go through with it and become fully human." "And what about the boy you're seeing?" Ashanti reminded her, keeping her voice as light as possible. Ashanti had a stubborn streak, and her husband, Chadwick was as headstrong as she was in certain ways. That explained why their daughter never listened to anyone. She was resolute even though her eyes told a completely different story. "That boy is just a fling," Maya said, attempting to sound bored. "I don't even know him that well." Ashanti sighed and put her laptop aside. "Honey, if it's true that you share a bond, then you don't have to deny yourself the chance to e

Annie had never found women sexy before, but that simple bite made butterflies dance in her stomach and arousal course through her. “You’re my mate.” Candy breathed out. She wanted to lean forward, to press her lips against Annie’s full lips. To bring her hand up and see if her skin felt as soft as it looked, to rest her hand on her belly. Feel the kicks of the baby, a baby she knew she would love no matter what. It was a part of her mate, how could she not? “I’m not a wolf though.” Annie said, frowning as she pulled the mug back and inhaled the fragrant steam. Beau had told her that only wolves had fated mates, and that if his came around she and her sister would have to learn how to get al

In total silence, they accepted the invitation, and without measuring words, the three of them took each other's hands. She was calm, waiting for the gypsy to make a mistake, to shout in his face that he had made a mistake and that it was all a lie, she supposed that deep down, without wanting to admit it, she was as terrified as Emiliano Romero. In the guessing game, she told him more or less true everything that they had gone through since they were kids, and as it is obvious, good and bad things happen to all of us, so it was not a big news for her. He also said that they loved each other but that their love will not be strong enough to overcome future adversities, at least not in this li

Ethan lies. I was about to laugh but then he pinched my side. "Why didn't you just say that you don't want to date or get married because you love each other." "Honey, those kids must be scared." "Oh my god!! This means they're going to be married!" Tita said very happily to mom and they both hugged each other. "There will be no double wedding because they will marry each other!" The four of them seem to be very happy and I'm quite happy because Ethan is the one I'm going to marry instead of the other man out there that I don't like!

I smiled and nodded, “I would appreciate that.” Mom is Native American. Dad found her on a reservation and they had to have a Native wedding. Dad even had to change her before they were allowed to leave so that the tribe could bless both of their wolves. Mom is a real Luna. She is just like Jessie and my mate. Selfless, kind, and generous. A mother to the pack. I watched as mom put her hand on my mate’s forehead and started praying with her eyes closed and her lips moving. I smiled as she started praying aloud and a chant started leaving her lips. I loved the rhythm of it.