Paranormal Romance Books For Adults Novels & Stories

And when they arrived, Nina would be waiting, ready to welcome them into her dark embrace, forever entwined in the haunting cycle of horror and lust. THE END. THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

The first figure materialized out of a swirl of brimstone—tall, pale, and haunting. Aron, the vampire, moved with impossible silence, his eyes latched onto Eve's throat, his lips drawing back to reveal fangs. "You're not from here, pretty pet," he murmured, circling her like a vulture. Alexander, the incubus prince, descended from the sky like a dark feather, his eyes smoldering as he inhaled her scent. "But you will be," he added. Alexander brushed the back of his fingers over the breast of her dress, her nipple hardening as it reacted to his hand.

The double penetration, the fullness in my mouth and cunt, the way they moved together, it was intense. I was dripping and soaked and my own arousal leaked down my thighs. Devon pulled out, his cock glistening with my spit. He leaned forward, pushing my dress down to bare my breasts. “Now for these,” he said, and his mouth closed over one nipple, sucking hard as his teeth grazed the sensitive peak. I cried out, the sound muffled against nothing. Hans seized the moment and kissed me. I kissed him back, drawing his lower lip between mine as he bit gently into my upper lip. The sensation doubled. Mitch fucking my cunt, Devon sucking my tits and Hans kissing me.

Too familiar. My heart slammed against my ribs. My knees weakening. No. I didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t want to open that door. But my body moved anyway like it had a mind of its own. I pushed the door open. And there they were, Francis and Aileen. Naked. Entwined. Fucking like they’d done it a hundred times before. My breath caught in my throat. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t blink. The world tilted around me, and everything I thought I knew crashed in one sickening moment.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

He said shamelessly. “God! What has gotten into you?” I asked in genuine worry. “You have.” He answered with a chuckle. “Okay, let me be serious. Werewolves don’t read minds; we can only converse with Pack members through our mind-links and also read emotions. Just as I am reading yours now, Anna.” “Really? What’s it telling you?” I asked in fear. “Simple. That you are in love with me,” he said with a confident look on his face that almost made me doubt what the fearful beating in my heart was for.

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She practically fell into the first available empty seat she could find, three rows from the front, dropping her satchel to the floor with a thud. The air in the room had changed. It was charged, anticipatory. All eyes were fixed on him as he placed his coffee and bag on the lectern at the front. He didn’t need to call for silence. His presence commanded it. Scarlett’s fingers trembled as she opened her notebook. She dared not to look up. She bit her lip, trying to steady her thoughts. She had survived. Dr. Clarke began to speak, his voice filling the hall. “Today our topic is ‘Forbidden Romance’.”

Watching her wake up has become one of my new favorite pastimes and I don’t want to miss it this morning, although she won’t wake up for another couple hours at least; she’s a night creature. I get up and walk back into the bedroom. Stopping at the foot of the bed, I laugh softly as I see the three of them tangled up in each other’s limbs. I then proceed to our library nook in another corner of our room, sit in my favorite chair, and pull out the romance novel I started to read last night. It is a good one. A story about an author who gets a movie deal and gets tangled up with the three male actors who audition to play characters in her book.

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.