Native American Romance Novels & Stories

His gaze held a mixture of gratitude and something deeper, a sentiment he seldom revealed. As she continued to dress his wounds, the room seemed to shrink, narrowing down to the unspoken connection between them. Raina, in your writing, delves into the complexities of their romance. The physical act of dressing wounds serves as a metaphor for the healing they find in each other amid the chaos of their lives. Let the readers feel the emotional nuances, the uncharted territory of love in the shadows.

Roger asks. “She is the last Santee wolf,” Afton confesses to Roger. Roger’s world collapses. He knows the danger Santee Wolves bring. They are cursed by the goddess. “If you reject me, I get a second chance,” Roger tells her with a tear. “I, Anita Jenkins, reject you, Roger Babbitt, as my mate,” Anita says, covering her naked body. Roger grabs his chest. “I accept your rejection.” Anita dresses as Roger calls her a taxi to her hotel. When she is gone, Roger cries. His mate is gone, and he is rejected. He registers her as a human mate just in case she ever wants to come back.

I did not know of all the dangers of the Yamuna River, and the more Solomon talked, the more I dreaded their trip, somehow wishing I could go with them at the same time. “A piece of you can go with them… A piece of love you feel for both will shield them and guide them when the skies are dark and all looks lost”, I heard the voice of Nakomi’s spirit, my paternal grandmother, the Queen of the Elder Tribe, one who held Jasmine in the waters of the lake. Walking over, after Lady Asma and her mate bestowed their blessings, I decided to pull on that magic, the power that came from my paternal ancestral line, and the power of my love that I had for both. I knew Art was not my mate, but I did not c

It was the most beautiful place I’d seen in my life. “I didn’t know you were … well…” I said to Brandon. “Oh, you can say Native American. It’s not racist or anything,” Brandon said. “Are you?” “A Native? My dad’s from the tribe. My mom isn’t. They were fated mates. Before she became a part of our tribe, she was part of the Howls. Back in those days, the Howls were quite amicable. At the wedding ceremony, all the Howls came and celebrated with us like our brothers,” he said. “Not so much anymore. There’s hardly any accord between the packs nowadays.”

I muttered a thank you to him as he starts up the car. "No need to thank me Samantha, tonight you will be my women and it's only my duty to open doors for you. Treat you like a queen you are." He used the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel to hold mine and place a kiss on it. I giggled out loud like an high school girl. Who knew my romoe was actually a real life Romeo ,he has being behaving so romantic since yesterday and I am loving this side of him. It new and loving. I wish this night could never end.

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

Ethan said. "It's so nice to meet you," Lawrence extended his hand for a shake which she accepted. "It's so nice to meet you too." She said in a beautiful voice. Even though Omo had an American accent, you could still tell that she was Nigerian. Maddie went ahead to hug Omo. "If you hurt my friend, I will kick your ass. I won't care if you're my boss." Madiana said to Ethan and they all burst into laughter. "So What's the meaning of your name?" Lawrence asked, interested.

Saturday 13th of August 2022 United States, Boston. 1:00 pm.., "For you to take up the Sioux falls Case you have to be married, " Officer Abani said to Jasper and Jasper immediately looked up at him irritated. "Married ?!, What has my personal life Got to do with My Job?!" "The Leader of the FBI at Sioux falls wants someone mature and responsible " Officer Abani replied. "And how does that correlate to me being married?!" Jasper fired back immediately.

Jesse sighed his understandable agitation and anger with me, those emotions of rage towards me where still fired up. “Billy was fascinated that’s for sure. A shifter mated to a human was comical to him but not unknown. Rare, but he has known of one couple. About a year ago when travelling in Europe, he had come across a pack that had been hunted down to their last seven wolves. All female wolves of the pack where killed, the eldest of the pack naturally becoming the new alpha and in Billy’s words… The moon goddess filling the spot of his Luna mate with a petite little human… He didn’t understand it and I don’t think they did either” he filled us in, the murmuring of my brothers and father fo

"I hate how you make me feel." "I hate you too," I breathed back, pulling him closer, my hands sliding down to the small of his back. But it was a lie. We both knew it was a lie. You don't hold someone like they’re your last hope if you hate them. You don't risk your whole career for someone you hate. Jax moved his kisses to my jaw, then down to my neck. I tilted my head back, my eyes closing. For the first time in my life, I wasn't Liam Simpson, the NHL prospect. I was just a guy. And I was exactly where I wanted to be.