New Mm Romance Novels & Stories

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

An older wam said as she walked up to them, and Belle moved forward immediately to meet her. "Now you come in like a guest all glammed up?!" "Good Afternoon Mom" she replied instead. "And what's good about this afternoon " her Mom snapped immediately. "Mom please can we not do this now, I was unavoidably absent " she replied. "Good Afternoon Ma'am," Jasper finally said walking up to the both of them. "Afternoon " her mom replied as she turned to look at Jasper. "I'm Jasper Mills, Bella's Fiancé " he added and her mom's eyes suddenly went wide, she immediately turned to face her belle.

Wrapped in each other's arms, we surrendered to the tranquility of the moment, allowing the rhythm of our breathing to harmonize. Roman's fingers traced delicate circles on my back, and he broke the silence with a soft, contemplative tone. "Emily, do you remember the first time we met?" I tilted my head, savoring the warmth of his embrace. "Of course, I do. How could I forget?" Roman chuckled, the sound vibrating beneath my ear. "You were fierce and independent, determined not to let anyone into your heart. And now, you're the Luna of our pack and my beloved mate."

Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Mia turned to Merrick, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Are you dating my Mom?" Mia blurted out, unable to suppress her inquisitiveness. Merrick met Mia's gaze, his eyes crinkling with a gentle smile. "Yes, your mom is my girlfriend now," he responded, his voice filled with warmth. "So she's not just your mom anymore, but also my woman."

“Yeah, I did, didn’t I? Stuff’s still up in the air with my dad’s company and the police and all that, but I think it’s going to work out.” “And you have Rebel. Don’t forget that part.” She says nothing. She just drives with a goofy look on her face. I love that she’s so happy, but it makes me just a little jealous. And then I hate myself for not totally embracing her moment and flying right along with her. “So, you guys are moving in together when?” “Next week. He’s convinced we need to find another place. Mick’s taking over his apartment to save money so we need to find somewhere else to live since the Golden Legacy is not an option. We’re going hunting this weekend.

Someone texted me, but the number wasn’t saved in my contacts. Hi, darling. Did you miss me? – R

“It’s real, baby. I didn’t want to say anything until it was done. He’s good to me. Rich, stable, loves hockey perfect. You’ll see. Just get in the car when it arrives. Love you!” She hung up before I could yell. I stood there staring at the empty walls, my head spinning. This couldn’t be happening. I was twenty, not some kid who could just get shuffled into a stranger’s house. But the car showed up exactly when she said black, shiny, driver in a suit who wouldn’t take no for an answer. I threw my stuff in the back and climbed in, texting my girls in the Inner Circle group chat the whole ride. Izzy: You guys are not gonna believe this shit. Mom got married. Again. To some rich dude now at le

Cole asks. “Lumen.” “For real?” “Yeah, once.” “You gay, bro?” Micah lifts his gaze, blue eyes wide behind thick-rimmed glasses. He looks a little like a lost puppy, and I feel that same tug in my chest from when he first joined the team. The urge to protect him, even though he probably doesn’t need it. “It’s a spa, isn’t it?” he says. “I went there to relax. They have saunas and pools and shit.”

Even if my father sent the trackers now, I had sanctuary for at least three days. Maybe they’ll just give up on me, I thought hopefully. They can only tell Kael Nightfang I have the moon-flu for so long. He’ll find another blood-contract, and I can go back to the territory and find my own mate when I’m ready. What would my 'ideal' mate even look like? I knew what I hated—arrogance and the entitlement of the high-born. My ideal partner would be sharp, have a sense of humor that didn't rely on cruelty, and wouldn't be a total eyesore. Though, I usually steered clear of the 'pretty-boy' Alphas; they usually spent more time admiring their own reflections in their shields than watching the border

I sat wedged between Rose and her boyfriend, Marcus, feeling every inch the awkward third wheel. “You know, I’m still surprised you’re a virgin,” Rose said, leaning in so her glossy lips nearly brushed my ear. Her perfume—something sweet and floral—mixed with the sharp tang of alcohol on her breath. “When are you gonna get a boyfriend, Miles? Or at least let someone pop that cherry?”