Paranormal Romance Series Novels & Stories

Lucia said "What where you discussing?" Audrey asked "Nothing much." Lucia answered "We better head back to school." Adrian said "Okay..." *ring* ring* "Wendy, what did you find?" Lucia asked. "It's hard to explain." Wendy answered. She wasn't sure what to tell Lucia. "What is it? What is he?" Lucia asked "There's nothing supernatural about his blood he is human." Wendy answered "Then how is he alive then." Lucia asked "The only thing that stick to his identity is he is a Phoenix just a guess though." Wendy said

FREAKY AFTER DARK: CONTENT WARNINGS What You're About To Read This collection doesn't do safe. It doesn't do vanilla. If you're looking for paranormal romance where the monsters are basically humans with extra features, keep scrolling. Freaky After Dark is unapologetically filthy paranormal erotica where supernatural beings act like the feral, dominant, possessive creatures they actually are. These stories are designed for readers who've been waiting for monster romance that actually commits to the monster part.

“It used her to get to me. To get to you.” Liora could only hold him tighter. The "forbidden romance" was this: a love so strong it became a weapon for their enemy. Their strength had been mapped and was now being used as a guide to destroy them. A soft cough came from the doorway. Kael slid down the wall, face grey. The dark veins on his arm, faded to dull grey, now pulsed with a faint, sick light. The journey and psychic fight had taken much from him. “We can’t stay,” Ronan said in a rough voice. He was already moving, eyes scanning the small cottage with a soldier’s careful look, not with nostalgia. “It knows this place and it will come back. Next time, no nice tricks.”

I saw some of her Dawn Phoenix books on the shelves, too. “A Queen Among Snakes? I didn’t peg you as a paranormal romance reader. And a nagata story? Isn’t your life already full of paranormal romance?” Laced with amusement, his voice brushed against my ear as he brushed my hair aside to kiss my neck. The tension between us was palpable, a mix of familiarity and uncertainty. I pushed down the urge to close my eyes and sigh. No way was I letting him know his touch gets to me. I just needed to keep my guard up.

Ximena and I exchanged a glance. "Let's go," she said quickly. "We have to follow the process. If the system detects something abnormal, it'll reset everything… including our memories." When we returned to the main hall, those colorful, eerie puppets were already standing in a circle. A pale puppet stood in the center, holding two cups filled with blood. "Bride and groom, raise your cups." This time, when I looked at the two puppets seated at the head of the table, I finally noticed something strange.

The kind of love that's dangerous precisely because it's absolute. The paranormal wards flare suddenly. Bright. Violent. "Contact," Catherine's voice crackles through the intercom. "Multiple paranormal signatures converging on the safe house. At least three separate factions." Adrian's entire body goes rigid. "How long do we have?" "Minutes," Catherine says. We move to the main room where Catherine, Kieran, my father, and Vivian are monitoring the wards. The screens show paranormal auras approaching from three different directions. Red. Blue. Silver. Each one carries its own paranormal signature.

Gavin Ravenscroft was born to lead. Heir to Crescent Moon. Son of legends. His future has always been clear—until the girl in his dreams. She isn’t a memory. She isn’t a fantasy. She’s real. The connection starts in the astral—then turns physical when Gavin wakes with injuries that aren’t his. And then she disappears. As reports surface of human-backed hunters capturing supernatural beings—especially Luminar—Gavin realizes the truth: the girl from his dreams is one of them.

I stared at them in shock, unable to speak, the memory of the tentacles and the demon’s voice still echoing in my head. They kept apologizing the whole way out of the mansion, holding me up, promising we would never do anything like this again. I just nodded weakly, my legs still trembling, my mind replaying every thrust and orgasm. The worst part is I hoped it would happen again.

she calls out, a smirk playing at her lips. She just had to end with another jab about the formal. Right when Axel was here. God, I’ll kill this girl someday. Axel, however, doesn’t seem to pick up on Corey’s final remark. His eyes are fixed on the book in front of me. “What are you reading?” “It’s… nothing. Just a story.” But almost as if he can sense my bluff, he flips the front page with ease, revealing the title sprawled in bold letters: LYCANTHROPY: HISTORY, MYTHS & OLD FOLKLORE.

--- ~ CATHERINE ~ Everyone is seated in the large, but oddly comfortable space of the Hollowbane Pack’s tattoo parlor called Moonmark Ink. Every member of the Hollowbane Pack is present. Ronan and his mate, Lyra. Killan and his mate Tess, a few other mated and unmated pairs I can’t remember their names at the moment, then Draven and Alex. After Cain has worn both of us out with constant lovemaking, we’ve rested, taken a hot shower - again - dressed up, and then headed straight for the parlor where discussions are to take place. At least that is what Cain tells me.