New Paranormal Romance Novels & Stories

I saw some of her Dawn Phoenix books on the shelves, too. “A Queen Among Snakes? I didn’t peg you as a paranormal romance reader. And a nagata story? Isn’t your life already full of paranormal romance?” Laced with amusement, his voice brushed against my ear as he brushed my hair aside to kiss my neck. The tension between us was palpable, a mix of familiarity and uncertainty. I pushed down the urge to close my eyes and sigh. No way was I letting him know his touch gets to me. I just needed to keep my guard up.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

I repeat, though deep down, I know I just wanted to be the one to do it first. He doesn’t answer. Or chooses not to. He’s the oldest among us three. And we all know he has to be sure of what we’re sensing. His eyes change. Pupils dilate, swallowing all color. Black. Dark as the deepest night. "I just need to know," he whispers. Then he kisses her. At first, it’s barely a touch. But when Natalia’s light resurfaces and wraps around him, Roman deepens the kiss. Like he needs to absorb her, merge with her.

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

“So this is it? You own me now?” Azrael took a step forward, his presence suffocating and magnetic all at once. “No. I claimed you. There's a difference, Mrs Azrael,” He extended a goblet toward me, filled with a dark red liquid. Not wine. Not blood. Something in-between. “To new beginnings,” he said. I didn’t take it. I stared at the goblet, then at him. “You saved me to bind me.” “I saved you Yasmine and come on, we had a deal, I save you and in return you love me,” he said calmly,

We have spoken before of "unexpected" and "unexplained" love stories. And we have more this time at the Supernatural Spa. This time, I will be asking my friend, Mab the Hierophant of the Paranormal All-Stars. She'll be sharing two cases that involved her personal friends back in the University that she loves so dear... ++++++++++ Partner No.1: The Only One

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Instead he was insulted in front of that bloody lady. With the smiles I feigned, I thought he would fall for it, but he didn't fall for the smile. Instead, he is just so annoying. I could see the excitement in her eyes when she is pronounced as the acting Alpha. She couldn't just reject the position like always. She is just foolish.. I know the Alpha picked her because of love. I doubt it if she loves the Alpha at all. She is just a monger. I wanted to let go when grandpa told me about the curse, I wanted to quit when he explained how they are fated to be one, because I know I have no chance against them.

Even after everything that I’ve seen this week, it’s still hard to wrap my head around the fact that there are things like magic in the world. “For all we know,” Alec says, “Hawthorn is still exactly as we left it.” His jaw flexes with anger. I press my fingers to my temples. “If they hate magic so much, why do they use it?” “Oh, it’s not the magic they hate. It’s the people who naturally have it. The supernaturals who are naturally different.” His nostrils flare. “They want what we have automatically, and that makes them hate us.” I shake my head. “I never asked for what I have.”