Pure Romance Adventurer Novels & Stories

“Isn’t the mate bond special?” I gesture widely to everything around me. “Because I knew something like this would happen.” “Well, what did he look like?” Grandma butts in. “Maybe we know who he is.” Flopping down in the rocking chair across from hers, I let out a frustrated sigh. “He looked like a Dark God. Like an Adonis that is walking among us peasants.” Gramps lets out a groan of frustration, “that literally tells us nothing.” Grandma chuckles at his anger over me finding my mate attractive.

A shiver travelled through my down my back. "That's about the same time the attacks started getting worse," he told me. "Why do you think you're a rogue? Do you even know what they are?" I felt the tears burn the back of my eyes as I knotted my fingers together in my lap. "My old pack told me that the only title I'd ever be worthy of is a rogue." "You're nothing like the rogue werewolves." Hunt sounded so reassuring and when I looked at him, his eyes were warm and kind.

I stood there carried away for a second watching the mates cuddle each other , just before the sight of a flying creature in the sky captured my attention and even I couldn't believe the next word that came out of my mouth and the couples couldn't ignore this time around . "Lone, he's back so fast " immediately kumara and Juliana stopped fooling around to look up towards the sky and see the creature as it drew closer towards our direction . "This can't be good news" kumara says as he appears worried . "Why do you say that, would he be mad that you found your mate or what? ,after all he already has his right"?. Oh that lady she's not his mate , she's just his girlfriend ,her name is Adria and

Aside from that, his amber-colored eyes made him look friendly and approachable especially when he matched it with his warm smile. “I’m sorry. You must’ve been surprised that I started talking to you. I’m Calyx Reinhart, a C-rank adventurer, and a rookie. I was sponsored by the Armani Merchant guild.” What a small world. Dio thought as his left brow rose at the mention of a certain familiar name. “I’m Arkin, sponsored by the hearth merchant guild,” Dio said with a stoic expression and uninterested tone. “Judging by the color of your hair and the sound of your name, are you perhaps related with House Romanov?”

He certainly seemed to know what he was doing to fluster her like this, or maybe it was just because she was more inexperienced. After all, she had never even shared a night with Basil before she died. She chuckled, thinking of it. When she was Laura, she had mourned that truth, but now, she was grateful. It meant she would only ever know her mate’s touch. King Adolph the Invincible, the Vampire Destroyer, the Goddess-Blessed King… an eight-year-old purveyor of fabric and stick wings, and secret lover of petal jam. She giggled finding him to be an impossibly complex and lovely person. A complex and real person stepped right out of her fairytale fantasies.

The bond was snapped, the pain almost killed me, and now my wolf was telling me I had a second mate? I stared hard at the man holding me. He had dark silver hair, bright golden eyes, and a tall, powerful frame that made him look twice as muscular as Blake. His face was sharp and handsome, with an intense, natural authority that made me instinctively want to step back. His clothes were dark and neatly tailored, a little plain in style, but you could tell from the rich fabric that they cost more than anything I had ever touched in my life. He was clearly a high-ranking noble. Probably one of the big leaders attending the pack banquet today. Julian, we actually got a second chance! Riven howled

I took them all. “You're so beautiful." I flushed at the reminder, watching him in what felt like deep sleep. It was an early morning. I had woken up and for the past minutes, watched him sleep. All my happy, soft thoughts fell short the moment reality hit me. He is the Alpha to be of his pack, a pack that would never accept someone like me. He was nice and he seemed okay now, but I couldn’t forget what I was. A rogue. And who knew if he had only wanted me for the night?

She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movies. I forced a smile, trying to share in their enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds... interesting." One of my colleagues, Clara, noticed my lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong, Ava? Don't you like the idea?" I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "It's just... there are no perfect lovers in reality. It's a nice idea, but it's not realistic." The truth is, if someone did show up who checked off all those boxes, wouldn’t they were a fraud? I just thought but didn’t speak.

'Shit! She continued to make that climb with a kid on her back.' There were more than twenty Rouges, Ryan's pack jumped into the fight. Most of them tried to make way to the cliff to pull the Rouges that were chasing after the girl. They had to make the fight in the human form as it was difficult to climb across the rocky surface in their wolf form. Ryan smashed his way through the Rogues, His presence seemed to attract their attention as most of the rogues gave up climbing, and charged straight to attack him.

"It's just a short, 25-minute ride to Sensuality." "Mr. Gary, welcome, a smiling, bare-chested, mahogany-skinned man wearing a long jungle-flower batik sarong greeted them when they arrived at Sensuality and entered the reception area. "I am Raimana, the general manager of Sensuality. My name is Tahitian for spirit of heaven. It is my pleasure to welcome you and your guests." "Thanks," Zach replied, shaking his hand. "It's nice to be here. Incredible scenery so far."