Paranormal Love Story Books Novels & Stories

Do you think I will let Mayra and Ved be apart? Maybe... So I announce a sequel to this story by the name of "Mayra" which I will start releasing by March 2021. I am releasing a series by the name of Forbidden Love Stories and this was the first story of the same series. Stained Love - Book 1, Story 1 of Forbidden Love Stories. Mayra - Book 2, Story 1 of Forbidden Love Stories. To know more and get the update about the sequel, follow me on my social media handle.

Many readers wanted it to end fast so I did it. I hope you didn't regret reading this book. I promise to bring better stories. You can check out these: “His Wild Love” on Fictum (Completely free); The Bad Boy’s First Love on D****e (Completely free); “The CEO’s Fated Love” on Elf Novel (With coins). [Completely free means without ads/coins/any kind of payment.] Thank you! Yours Lexi

In a city where the supernatural hide in plain sight, three forbidden bonds form in the dark. A careful night-shift nurse saves a dying stranger and ends up bound to an old vampire who claims her blood and her body as his own. Their connection is instant, intense, and illegal in his world. Every time he feeds, the bond tightens. Every time she tries to resist, her body betrays her. A loyal she-wolf finds her true mate bleeding in enemy territory—only he belongs to a rival pack. Pack law demands they stay apart or die. Their wolves refuse to listen. What starts as one desperate night in the woods becomes a runaway claiming that neither of them can stop, even as both packs hunt t

"She didn't think anyone was in here." I lick my lips, feeling oddly drawn to the book. "What is it?" "Something really rare," Alice says. "There are only a few like it in the world. It's called, 'The Secret History of Magic.' It tells the real story of magic. It helps you to understand that there are many ways to look at everything." "Okay," I say. It's starting to feel like I'm stuck in Alice's fantasy. Next thing I know she'll be telling me she knows how to fly.

She’d been Miss Scarlet that afternoon, the one murdered in that game. ‘He did not embarrass me, Petros. Now do you remember the story or not?’ Petros nodded and laughed. ‘Of course I do, but remind me.’ Sighing, Carrie began, ‘The story I told her wasn’t in the book, it was one my father had often told me. It was called the Child of the Sea. He loved the sea, didn’t he?’ she mused thoughtfully. ‘Ironic, that the sea caused his death, in a roundabout way.’

Their love was a light in the darkness, a beacon of hope in a world that so desperately needed it. As for Isadora, their hybrid daughter, her future was bright and full of potential. Her story is yet to be told. TO BE CONTINUED Thank you for reading… Much Love :) BOOK 2 will be out next year, 2025

He pulled his hands back from me and with a blink of an eye, he vanished in the thin air. I was flabbergasted and rubbed my eyes and then again looked in the place where he had vanished. But it was not my dream,it was real. He did vanished in front of my eyes. But how was it possible? For a man to vanish like an alien or devil. Was he anyone of them?

Hello, straitjacket and padded cell. Because her new supernatural life wasn't the most messed-up part of it all. Nope, the part that totally made her believe she'd gone around the bend was the fact that she couldn't help but find the bloodsucking, violent asshat carrying her attractive. Who thought about licking a strange guy's neck when he was practically kidnapping her? She did, apparently, and licking wasn't all she wanted to do. The other in her head kept putting images of her biting the tempting column. Bite? She, who hated hickeys and who couldn't fathom leaving scratches on anyone's back, bite someone?

She wasn't sure how much time she'd have to leisurely read but would take her chance when it came. The second floor to the library was full of rows upon rows of books and a few glass study rooms that weren't occupied. She walked down the rows one by one, her fingertips skimming the paranormal books that she'd grown accustomed to over the years. She snagged one from the third shelf up and flipped through the pages, wondering how an author came up with such a vivid story that had no real hold. She didn't believe in ghosts, goblins, or monsters. Even the sexy vampires and werewolves the girls fawned over in their spare time. Though they sounded magical, in real life, it seemed so ludicrous to t

Their love had withstood the tests of time, and as they took their last breaths, their souls ascended, forever entwined in an eternal embrace. Their love story became a whispered legend, passed down through the generations. And in the moonlit nights of Ravenswood, where it all began, the spirits of Isabella and Damien continued to dance, their love shining brightly in the hearts of all who believed in the power of love's enduring enchantment.