Paranormal Romance & Urban Fantasy Novels & Stories

Of Trent and the other wolf, there was no sign. Did they still follow? Had Roderick's pets caught them? As twilight gave way to night, she trembled as she wondered how long they had until the vampire himself found them. I don't want to think about Roderick. Not when escape finally seemed a possibility. She focused instead on the man carrying her. While he didn't inspire the same kind of tingle Darren and Trent had, she still felt something, a little shock more along the lines of that she'd experienced with David. It was totally weird. In the past, her boyfriends had never given her electric shocks when they touched. Could the odd sensation have to do with their wolf status? A weird kind of p

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“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 had assumed it had nothing to do with me in the past, but now, I had been thrown into the mix, so I had no other choice than to find out what the hell was going on. No matter what it would take. *** “I’ve read both books, and I can assure you. If you’re looking for paranormal romance that will leave you biting your nails at the edge of your seat, it’s this one, but if you’re looking for paranormal romance that will make you question your entire life’s choices and values, this one is your pick. They’re both equally great books,” I said to the lady I was attending to. She smiled at both books, thanked me and paid for both of them.

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.

I rocked back and forth slightly trying to comfort myself. "I don't know," Ivy admitted and the uncertainty in her voice scared me more than anything else that had happened tonight. "I've never heard of anything like this before. A soul leaving one body and possessing another, the mate bond activating with your own wolf, this is completely unprecedented." "But Kael is still out there somewhere right?" I said desperately, my voice cracked on his name and fresh tears spilled down my cheeks. "He's in Nathan's body, we just have to figure out how to bring him back."

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Beware of typos and wrong grammar! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! His Luna Series 1: His Hunter Luna Status: On-Going Language: English Genre: Werewolf/Romance Written by: pinkfantaxxy Started: 08/22/24

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.

“So this is it? You own me now?” Azrael took a step forward, his presence suffocating and magnetic all at once. “No. I claimed you. There's a difference, Mrs Azrael,” He extended a goblet toward me, filled with a dark red liquid. Not wine. Not blood. Something in-between. “To new beginnings,” he said. I didn’t take it. I stared at the goblet, then at him. “You saved me to bind me.” “I saved you Yasmine and come on, we had a deal, I save you and in return you love me,” he said calmly,

Nerves tangled in my belly as I wandered to Lucas’s sitting room and laid the pages out on the table. The first was a brief introduction to Akard—an underground, human-hunting organization meant to target supernatural creatures for biological experimentation. Beneath the brief description were the words, “Main targets: werewolves.” I squinted at the pages, confused. I thought the papers I’d been given had something to do with the attack on my family. Why would Brigid want me to read this? A chill walked up my spine like the cold, leggy slither of a centipede.