Paranormal Romance Books Young Adults Novels & Stories

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.

Note to Readers: This book is a slow burn romance. There will be loads of description of emotions, feelings and actions throughout the book reaching to the climax. If that's not something you think you enjoy, then a heads up before you move forward and buy chapters. Also, some concepst may not rely real world scenarios, as its a fantasy story that may tend to happen in the book. Otherwise thank you for giving the a book a try and I truly hope you enjoy it. Chapter One: We're Going To The Kingdom

She asked before Mr Martins audibly cleared his throat. "Uhm. The book" He turned to Zach. "The book you're holding unto from the library?" Then Zach pulled out a significant novel from his jacket trying his best to shield the title from Regina- -the title that was clearly shown on the other sides, the voices in your head. -a psychological true life thriller about a young boy with the gift of hearing dead people's voices. And Zach had wandered, if there was a chance--it was his gift, and if maybe his was paranormal.

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

"I also saw Gabriel and a group of youngies." "Did you find all the answers you were seeking?" she asks. "No," I reply honestly. There's still a lot I need to know. "Who are youngies?" She sighs and stares at me. "Every werewolf was once a youngie." She takes my pinkie finger threads hers with it. "A youngie is a werewolf that has just attained his or her transformation powers. Just like you.""Everyone became a youngie at the age of eighteen?" She nods. "Zara told me they'll help me discover my powers. What does she mean?"

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He held them up and took note of the distance between them. A smaller bitespan than he would have guessed. It’s a she. The rogue vampire was female. And young. The teeth were not that deep. He placed his fingers back over the bite and closed his eyes. He tried to feel the nature of the blood, the nature of the vampire that did the biting. Finally, he opened his eyes wide in shock. He withdrew his fingers quickly. He did not like what he felt. He couldn’t recognize it. It was definitely a rogue vampire. Not of his clan, or of any Clan he knew. More troubling, he could not detect what breed of vampire she was at all. In his 3,000 years, this had never happened to him before.

It felt like a trap, a promise, and I was already too deep to climb back out, but in all honesty, I didn't want to, I wanted Francis and Aileen to feel what I felt when I bled my baby out. Slowly, I reached for the goblet. His eyes lit up like fire licked across his pupils. “To revenge,” I whispered. “To love that tastes like war,” he replied, and I lifted the drink to my lips. And the moment the liquid touched my lips, the world shifted. The fire in my veins roared back to life, and I knew— Yasmine was dead, and Mrs. Azrael had been born. "Take a seat," Az said, pulling a chair out for me at the table.