Novel & Cerita Paranormal Romance & Urban Fantasy

"She's human. The bond is a mistake. I'll find a way to break it." "You can't break a mate bond." Vera's words fell like stones. "You know that. Even if you could, the curse—" "Don't." The warning in Kael's voice made my skin prickle. "Not here. Not now." Mate bond. The words echoed in my head. No. No, that was romance novel nonsense. That wasn't real. None of this was real. "I want to go home." The words burst out of me. "This is insane. You're all insane. I'm going to wake up in a hospital and this will be a head injury or—"

Scene Notice – Taboo Group Erotica This scene features explicit sexual content between Bianca and her three stepbrothers—Damian, Victor, and Julian. It contains themes of forbidden attraction, seduction, and multiple partners (MMMF). Bianca has always flirted at the edge of what’s acceptable, teasing the boundaries of step-sibling propriety. But tonight, the game changes. Tonight, the teasing ends. Tonight, they give her exactly what she's been asking for. All characters are consenting adults, and the story is intended for mature readers (18+) who enjoy taboo, emotionally charged, and provocative erotica. If such themes are not to your taste, feel free to skip this chapter

He flips through the book again, scanning the pages as he spoke. “It’s surprising, though. There are no records of any other werewolves—Pureblood or hybrid—who have possessed these two gifts at the same time.” I stay quiet for a while, absorbing his words. Then, without thinking, I reach forward. “I’m sure there’s something in here…” Our fingers brush against each other as I take the book from him. A small jolt runs through me, and I look up to see his eyes on me. Swallowing hard, I try to ignore the warmth of his skin, and pull the Codex closer.

"I promise. I’ll behave. Just tell me." Kian took a step forward, his shadow falling across the desk. "We aren't ordinary humans, Caroline." Caroline’s eyes opened wide, her breath hitching slightly in her throat as she looked from Kian, to me, and then to Alessandro leaning against the doorframe. "Do you mean... you have supernatural powers?" Kian and I slowly nodded. "Are you like... witches? Or vampires?" she asked, her voice cracking under the weight of the question. But before either of us could form an answer, she frantically waved her hands in the air, shaking her head.

“I'll eradicate every last one of them from the surface of this world, if I have to.” I followed the trial of the cart to an open valley. Meara's scent had just been there, or I could smell a drop of her blood. But something else was there with me. Dead carcass. Immediately it lunged at me as I turned to face it, but I was left stunned. My feral red eyes dimmed for a moment. It was a brown fur Lycan, only that this particular Lycan smelled like a vampire. I had seen this before. A conjuring—Necromancy. Such magic was forbidden, lost to ancient wars. It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body.

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The fire crackled softly in the dimly lit cabin, casting flickering shadows across the wooden walls. The air was thick with the scent of burning embers and damp earth, remnants of the storm that had passed through the forest. Selene sat at Ronan’s bedside, her fingers lightly tracing the back of his hand, reassuring herself that he was truly there—that he was truly free. His breathing was steady, but his body bore the marks of Elias’s control. Faint bruises marred his skin, as if the dark magic had tried to root itself inside him. She had barely slept, afraid that if she closed her eyes, he would slip away again.

And I’m going to start with the weird tattoo parlor she’s suddenly become obsessed with over the last few weeks. I yank the parlor door open and step inside. So flipping what? A werewolf tattoo shop. What’s so special about that? Lyra has always been fascinated by the supernatural. Why? I have no idea. Humans don’t mingle with werewolves or vampires. It isn’t safe. It isn’t normal. Rational people don’t venture to Ashridge Hollow. Leave it to Lyra to start a new trend.

Am I going crazy then? “You’re not going crazy, Alice” Gabriel said, a deep chuckle erupting from him making the hair on my body stand on end. What is going on? “We are werewolves, Alice. We can read minds… it’s called Telepathy. Plus, I can easily read you from the expression on your face” Someone pour ice water on me. And why is the scent from Gabriel getting stronger and why am I feeling so attracted to him even though I just met him? Oh,no. He must have heard that too.

All his careful planning for the evening seemed to have evaporated. He braced himself as he approached the door. Something was off. Lil didn’t seem to have noticed the mate-bond. She couldn’t sense it, couldn’t scent him the way he could her. What was she? Wolf, Lycan, witch, vampire? It didn’t matter. She was his, even if she didn’t know it yet. But could she sense him as an 'Other’a supernatural? He needed to know.