Paranormal Romance Books For Adults Novels & Stories

If any of these subjects upset, trigger, distress or anger you then take this as a warning NOT TO CONTINUE READING. Also, this is a rewrite/combined book of a series I have posted on Dre*me. For those of you who have followed my work for a while, you might know the original book series, The Forced Series which follow Rose, Kane, Alexander and Raven Tavish. This is a rewrite and it will be different. I will be making a lot of changes and the biggest being this WON’T be four books. I have taken those four books and combined them into one long book here. So, please no comments about how this is stolen work or similar to another authors series. This is my original work and I am the original auth

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction intended for adult audiences. It explores themes of religious taboo, power dynamics, and forbidden romance. It is not intended to reflect real-world religious practices or figures. All characters involved in romantic or sexual situations are consenting adults. ✴️✴️ The wooden pew was digging into Sienna's back. Saint Jude's smelled like wax and cold stone and something old she couldn't name. She hated this place. She hated the silence that wasn't actually silence, just fifty people breathing and pretending to be holy.

Walking past the small coffee table in my living room, I see the book I am busy reading. ‘Finding the Alpha’ The dame books. I am now dreaming of strange things!!! Cowboys, red eyes, what else will my brain think of? I loved my paranormal books, I could live in places that were myths with no reality, living out stories and dreaming of what it would be like to be one of them. I should maybe think of a good one-night stand and get rid of this frustration. NO, NO, I will not feel love again. It is just a myth like in my books and what will I gain? A good night of sex and then back to reality where love means nothing?

But as I finally sat up and started cleaning the small mess I’d made, I heard it. The soft click of the door opening behind me. Before I could react, a large hand clamped over my mouth, muffling my scream. A powerful body pressed against my back, trapping me on the bed. “Seems I finally found the naughty little thing who’s been sneaking into my room,” Lord Blackwood’s deep, dangerous voice whispered hotly against my ear. My blood ran cold. “You enjoy listening to me fuck other women, little maid?” His free hand slid down my body, gripping my hip possessively. “Then perhaps it’s time you learn what it feels like to be the one beneath me.”

It’s to make me feel the presence of those tails more, though they are still raining down on me with heavy thuds. Again, I savor the pain as pleasure. As nothing more than ripples going through me. Radiating in and out of me like a fun electrical current. Again, the moment I moan, Nora echoes me in some way. Soon, I feel like I’m floating in the middle of a flogging frenzy. A suede devil’s paradise where Nora is ruler. I submit completely to these feelings, knowing I would never trade places with any other man. “You’re such a good boy,” Nora whispers from over the continual slapping sounds that have become my personal meditation, “you’re my good, good boy Callum.” Hearing this, my cock tremb

A paranormal fortress hidden beneath Manhattan. Behind us, I hear the first explosion. Not big but it means Catherine was right. They're not holding back. We reach a door that looks like every other door, except when Vivian presses her hand against it and symbols glow. Paranormal warding responds to her touch. "How do you have paranormal access?" I ask. "Because I've been paranormal-adjacent for longer than you realize," Vivian says, pulling the door open to reveal another corridor. "Adrian's pack has been recruiting humans for years. People they could trust."

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

A message. I picked it up, my heart skipping when I saw it was from an unsaved number. “I miss your cock. Meet me at Amasco Hotel to finish what you started.” The words slammed into me like a drug. Heat flushed through my body, and before I could stop it, my cock hardened against the fabric of my boxers. Aunt Stella. She wasn’t even sorry. Not one bit remorseful. If anything, she sounded hungry. My chest tightened with conflict. Part of me screamed to ignore her, to respect Mum, to not dig this hole any deeper than it already was. But another part of me, the darker, hungrier part, ached for her touch again, for the fire she had ignited in me.

Inside, the energy was chaotic, every corner a fuck-fest begging to be joined, and her mouth watered, her body aching to dive in. “Hey, Maddie! Back for another round already?!” A buff, naked stud with a thick, veiny monster cock that had plowed her senseless more times than she could count walked over, his cock swinging amid the haze of smoke and moans. Maddie smirked, eyeing his meat. “You know I can’t stay away.” Fernand squinted at her, smirking. “Girl, are you ever satisfied?” Maddison tilted her head with a smile. “You know the answer’s hell no. Don’t act like my two holes don’t scream it loud and clear. Right now, I want ’em both stuffed to the brim.”

she asked herself. “Ever heard of a forbidden love trope? Like in romance books or movies even?” Richard said, standing up and walking a bit, Solene gazed at his plump masculine buttocks and a side view of his relaxed cock. “How? How do we make that possible?” She asked getting out of bed and walking over to him. “I'm here for you Sol. But that part is up to you. I'll have your back no matter what though. Get creative baby,” he turned to face her then grabbed her by the waist.