Paranormal Romance And Urban Fantasy Addicts Novels & Stories

“You’re welcome, but for what?” “Everything.” That, along with the deeper kiss he pressed to her lips, was answer enough. ****** Author’s Notes I love futuristic, post-apocalyptic, and/or dystopian fiction. I wouldn’t want to live it, of course, but it’s fun to imagine how bad things could get, and how good people would function in the aftermath. In this book, I also explored a bit how harsh times make even good people do some questionable things. Can you forgive a good character if he (or she) does something morally ambiguous for the ones they love? I like complex characters and questions like that. I hope I gave a modicum of competency to exploring the idea.

Audrey said getting up her feet. "Come on let's go up stairs." Adrian said supporting her "Wait my pizza." Audrey said grabbing the pizza and drinks. "Audrey what really happened to you?" Adrian asked as they were back in the room. "This might sound crazy, but I think it has something to do with where I'm from." Audrey said "Where you're from?" Adrian asked confused "What exactly did you see?" He asked "An old castle, with creatures all around it. It was like a vision of some sort but I think most creatures looked like demons." Audrey tried explaining as best as she could

com - "Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess" (Has similar tech-mafia themes as that was my favourite plotline personally in contemporary romance I'd suggest to give it a read.) "Bitten By A Loveless Noble Vampire" (Is a wonderful dark medieval romance with vampires and other mythological stuff. I love how gory and dark it is with the utmost sexual tension between the duo.) "Criminally God" (Is a Male Lead book with a system, demons and a vampire main character. I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre.)

Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® @Paranormal @Romance MR. GORGEOUS Two weeks flew by... The sun shone brightly..the wind blew caressing each skin. Roxanne stood on the balcony of the library, her eyes fixed on the book on her hands. It was too abnormal to her.. she was reading a paranormal story, something she has never read before. It was all about Wolf's. She sighed and closed the book. The book title was; A DEMON IN LOVE

She would never see or agree to sit and talk with her over a cup of coffee. Mary went to visit Lillie. Everybody knew she could cast spells. Mary wanted Steve to love her. She wanted Jennifer out of the picture. Lillie invited Mary inside to sit at the dining room table and have a hot cup of coffee with her. Mary began telling Lillie how much she loves Steve. She fell in love with Steve the first time she saw him. Mary asks Lillie to cast a spell on Steve that would make him see her in a new light, to see her as a potential romantic partner. She wanted him to feel drawn to her and see her best qualities.

I could feel my own release building. I picked up tempo, hips pounding harder. She ensnared legs around me, clutching harder. One final forceful thrust, and I came—scalding semen spilling into her tightness. She shook beneath me, orgasm occurring as my seed flowed into her. The ritual ensnared her—her ecstasy overflowed to me, my immortality flowing into her system. I stayed inside of her as we had breathed. Her eyes locked with mine, shifted with dark craving. She was now mine, to be tied forever to this crimson thirst.”

He raised his hands, quickly cutting me off, “Okay, that’s where things got complicated. You see, I’m quite special.” “You’re a hybrid. There are thousands of you.” I pointed out, putting down the fork, and proceeded to eat and pour my frustrations into something else. “Perverted demon.” I should have figured out what he was doing. Incubi are rare kinds of demons, from what I know, but he’s definitely a combination of hungry and greedy creatures. “Yes, but normal hybrids, especially in our faction, could feed off either of their blood mix. In my case, I should be able to survive either by consuming blood or the sexual energy of my prey. Except none of those sates me.”

I cut him off. The words came out sharp and direct. I wasn't interested in preambles. I wasn't interested in carefully constructed sentences. I wanted a straight answer and I wanted it now. Eric looked at me for a moment. Then he nodded, like he had expected exactly that. "My name is Eric Carrington," he began, his voice dropping slightly, taking on a different weight entirely. "I run one of the largest criminal syndicates in this country. I control a network of underground operations across the city—the casinos, the clubs, the trafficking of weapons, territories, everything that moves in the dark in this city moves because I allow it to.”

I hit send, my heart thudding against my ribs. Almost instantly, the screen lit up. Damon: Do you? I blinked. Aria: Do I what? Damon: Wish I was holding you tonight? My thumbs hovered over the screen. And then I typed, without hesitation— Aria: Yes!!! Sleep refused to come. I tossed and turned under the blanket, my skin too warm, my thoughts too loud. The pendant lay on my nightstand, still glowing faintly like a soft heartbeat in the dark. Every time I closed my eyes, the dreams came rushing back—forests burning, silver eyes watching me from the shadows, flames licking at my fingertips like they knew me.

On the page, memory warred with forgetting. The creature beside Ash faltered, clutching its head, its red eyes flickering wildly. “It’s connected to the book!” Kael shouted, forgetting his jealousy. “Your feelings affect it!” Terrifying news, this was a psychic parasite linked to their healing tool. To fight, she risked corrupting the legacy itself. The creature faced Liora, now full of cold, sharp intelligence: recognition and hatred. It saw her as its opposite. It spoke, a mix of cracking ice and distant whispers. “Yours is the light that remembers and mine is the shadow that forgets. I will un-write your story, Serelai.”