Paranormalromance Novels & Stories

I became desperate. “You’re a Pari.” As he told me, my brows narrowed in confusion. “Pari means Angel? Am I an Angel?” As I enquire, he shook his head in response. “You are, without a doubt, my angel, but Pari does not mean angel here. Many years ago, when I was not even born, there was a group of a few women who used to fight for and support underprivileged people. They were kind and caring, almost like social workers. One day, God blessed them with superhuman abilities that were superior to those of vampires, witches, and humans. They became immortal, and people began referring to them as Paris.” It felt like I was listening to an interesting story, but it was a reality of my life.

“You tell me you don’t want to be caught alone with me. Then you appear at my door? What is going on, Ana?” Ana breathed heavily as her body prepared for what his kiss promised her. She resisted, groaned as her thighs clenched. Their eyes glowed red with their response to each other. Fangs predominantly showed between both their swollen lips. His hips ground into her pelvis, enticing her unreasonable desire for him to couple with her. Ana’s mind instantly jumped the track, and she couldn’t remember why she’d come to his room.

I supposed reading probably wasn’t an interest of hers. My fingers stopped on the spine of a black book with silver lettering stamped into the spine. Mysteries of Vampires, Werewolves and Humans, it read. I considered it for a moment before sliding it out of the shelf. Was it a journal? A scientific or historical text? I took a seat on the sofa and began to read, quickly snapping the book shut when I read the explicit words on the pages and felt the heat crawl up my face.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

So she cancelled that option "He's just lucky I need him" ****************************************** Austin found it difficult to close his eyes at night, what in God's name did he just do. A war with a ghost? "Urghhh" he muffled into his pillow as he pressed his face against it. "What is wrong with me!!"

It wasn’t like I wasn’t used to his womanising brain. “Whoa!” he said laughing, “Alright man, she’s all yours,” I shook my head to clear it and then nodded to Jamie. “Go on,” I said and even though he looked hesitant, Jamie carried on with delivering the information. “She is twenty-six years old, single and lives alone in a one-bedroom apartment downtown. All her online activity points to her being an author of paranormal romance, whatever the hell that is,” he said with a scoff. I couldn’t help but smile as Liam let out another laugh.

she demanded. Nakuni chuckled. "I am positive. I know what it is to hunt prey. You are no prey. The man from earlier? That was prey." He licked his lips. "Regardless of how you feel about me and the others, I will keep you safe." Trisha's spirit was worn out by now. Her sweet boyfriend that she'd been falling for, was part wolf. The butler that had seemed so ordinary was her pet cat. What else could go wrong? "You already know what the Master is. And I take it you know that Kanda is an incubus?" he queried. At her nod, he smiled. "That is less explaining for 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,

Storm-dark and completely present, looking at me with the full and patient attention that had been dismantling me since a gallery on Fifth Street, the want in them undisguised and underneath the want something that was not want at all but something older and more complicated. The boundary between innocent and dangerous had been blurring for weeks. With every glance held a beat past propriety. With every deliberate accident of contact. With every breath I permitted myself in his presence that felt like the first full breath after years of shallow ones. I told myself it was nothing. I told myself it was everything. And still I did not stop. A gardenia already fallen from its branch. Already fr

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