Romans & histoires Paranormalromance

TRIGGER WARNING! This series contains a lot of controversial subjects that may trigger or upset some readers. This is the clear warning that this book will cover many situations such as: Kidnap, Stockholm Syndrome, R*pe/ Sexual abuse, Death, Miscarriage, Abortion, Extreme Sexual content (both mentioned and described in detail) Cheating/ Affairs, LGBTQ relationships and a relationship between family HOWEVER it's not technically incest as they are NOT blood-related. If any of these subjects upset, trigger, distress or anger you then take this as a warning NOT TO CONTINUE READING.

"Believe it, sunshine. And be careful, you're making my wolf really agitated. I'd hate to accidentally bite you too. I doubt either of us would like that." "You mean, be married to two of you?" Her voice dropped to a whisper. "Parker said something about that, but that's crazy. I mean normal people don't marry multiple people." "But we're not normal." He drew her closer as he said this, his gaze locked to hers. Her body trembled, and he couldn't stop himself from touching his lips to hers. A touch he hadn't meant, but once started, he couldn't stop. He took what she so innocently offered, tasted the sweetness of her mouth, and wanted more.

I looked up at her, startled. She leaned back into the couch dramatically, one hand pressed to her chest like a Shakespearean actor. “‘Dear diary, I lost the love of my life today because my sibling caught a mystery dick and got magically knocked up. Please avenge me.’” She paused. “Episode one: The Immaculate Erección.” I choked literally…. choked on the sip of ginger lemon tea she forced down my throat earlier. “Lena!” She grinned, wicked now, clearly on a roll. “Episode two: The Dick That Did the Impossible. A paranormal thriller, starring a cursed penis with fertility powers.”

I frantically tried to search his deep ocean blue eyes for help, but the eyes that were staring back at me were not his. The eyes that glared back at me were as black as the night's sky, and seeing those jet-black pools sparked something deep inside my brain. Visions of the morning’s nightmare quickly flooded my mind and took over every sense that I had. I couldn't see, couldn't hear, couldn't speak, as it silently dragged me back into its deadly grasp. *** Tristan Cole Freya lifted her head up and I guessed that she wanted me to kiss her. Damn, I could do so much more to her right now. She smelled amazing, and I could hear her heart racing, every time my fingers or lips caressed her skin.

believed that the only way for us to be able to rebuild our population, was by producing children with the vampires and mages. And now, she has been told that her ex Alpha is looking for a hybrid bride. “I know mother, but unfortunately we didn’t have a seer telling us it was our only option at the time” I pointed out. “Hah! Quite frankly I’m amazed the Alpha even entertained the idea of approaching a seer in the first place!” “Perhaps that will give you an idea of how desperate we are” I replied gently. Her eyes softened. She moved back to the table and sat down. After taking a breath she turned back to me. “I can’t say I’ve heard anything from the other lone wolves. I’m unusual in the way

Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® @Paranormal @Romance MR. GORGEOUS Two weeks flew by... The sun shone brightly..the wind blew caressing each skin. Roxanne stood on the balcony of the library, her eyes fixed on the book on her hands. It was too abnormal to her.. she was reading a paranormal story, something she has never read before. It was all about Wolf's. She sighed and closed the book. The book title was; A DEMON IN LOVE

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.

“For now, trust that ye have no need for partner swapping to protect the lass. Just stay close to her, Edwin, my boy, and all will be well.” “Show thyself,” Agatha roared as she lit the candle with a flip of her magical wrist. “Show thyself, demon!” “I am no demon, witch. I am a spirit and I shall show myself when I am good and ready,” the voice said, its words echoing off the walls. “Now, witch, if ye would, I should appreciate it if thee and thy friend would give my great, great, great, great grandson the privacy he requires to connect his energy with his lady and form the bond.”

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.

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati