Romance Novel Trilogy Novels & Stories

I'm happy with how I'm living my life . At some point in my life , I hated everything . I thought I was unfortunate but troubles don't last forever. I and Kingston separated after highschool , we got back together again even if we were at each others throat . Then I left when I was pregnant with our first child , then fate brought us back together . I guess our love story is a frozen romance . I'm happy with my family , I'm happy with Kingston and my love for Kingston has not changed . I love him so much .

They sat in silence for a while, taking in their new surroundings and trying to process everything that had happened in the past few days. ******* The snowstorm had been raging for three days since Alpha Uther's guards began searching for Penelope, the Alpha's daughter who had eloped with Liam, a Lycan. Despite the bitter cold and the dangerous conditions, the guards trudged forward, some making jokes in an attempt to lighten the mood. "What do you call a Lycan who marries into royalty?" one guard asked his companion, who replied with a shrug. "A lucky son of a bitch!" the first guard said with a laugh. His companion did not appreciate the joke, however, and replied with a cruel remark about

If you’re here because you’ve finished reading the book, you have my deepest gratitude. To anyone who gave their best to read this book, in any legal way (or not through a 3rd party beneficiary), I salute you. Will there be a book 2? -None. Please? -No. This is the end of Hessuel & Dandeline’s story. Seriously, I just tried a werewolf genre and finally proved to myself that this isn’t my cup of tea. We Asians prefer vampires. *chortles*

Her orange specks on her right iris are darker, and seemed to have taken a lot of the area compared to the other. "Lucas, dearie, it's not Marie, it's Mari. The stress is in the middle. And if I were the maid, I'd poison your drink. Or maybe your food. Can’t be too sure." Oh I know who you are, baby. Caterina Mari. Later to be my fiancèe. Soon to be my wife. The future Boss of both clans. The golden trophy I get to admire. The little firecracker I needed to tone down a little. The woman I get to worship.

Nico lies back with Marcella on his chest, whispering nonsense to her, smiling every time her fingers curl into his shirt. Riccardo holds Camilla, rocking slightly, his thumb brushing small, steady circles on her back. She’s awake, watching him like she already trusts him completely. But I notice something about my lovers…. None of them stick to just their baby. When Marcella cries, Vincenzo reaches for her. When Camilla stirs? He notices. He doesn’t love only one. He protects all three like a quiet king guarding a fragile empire. Nico is chaos wrapped in devotion.

Author’s Note to the Reader Dear Reader, What you are about to step into is not just a love story. It’s a tangled web of passion, betrayal, secrets, and the quiet ache of discovering the truth behind the people we think we know. Jacqueline’s journey is one many of us know too well, the journey of holding on when we should let go, of chasing stability while craving fire, of mistaking comfort for love. Her story unfolds in layers: through the haunting grip of her dreams, the unraveling of a once-promising engagement, and the magnetic pull of a man who exists both in her subconscious and in the shadows of her waking life.

For just a second, I caught a glimpse of pain flickering across his face before it vanished behind his usual icy facade. "The wedding's next month," he said. "Nora needs a bridesmaid." Nora Hunter. The girl who had shown up out of the blue three months ago, 20 and all sunshine with her blonde hair and blue eyes, clueless about the shadows in the world. Francis had welcomed her into the mansion, showered her with jewels, and paraded her around at every high-society event. Francis kept whispering sweet nothings to me, even as he was gearing up to marry someone else.

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

She then stood up herself and pulled the three of them into a close embrace. Bobby and Cassandra both planted their lips against Melissa's at the same time and then all three of them opened their mouths. The three-way cum-swap was sloppy, with some of the warm jism running down each of their chins before being chased by one or another's tongue. When they had all finally swallowed a share of Bobby's cum, all three of them turned and flopped backward onto the bed.

Three mates! My breath caught in my throat as the realization struck like lightning: I was mated to all three of them. “Darcy…” The icy one growled, making me flinch slightly. “What the hell is this?” “Meet Isabella, our new stepsister.” Darcy said with a mild tone. “Is that why the bond snapped?” The golden-haired one muttered under his breath, staring at me like I was a ghost. The tension in the air became suffocating.