Romance Novels By Selena Montgomery Novels & Stories

he smiled. “Ours” she corrected, placing a small kiss on his lips “Whatever is mine is yours love, you know that” he said softly, slowly raising on top of her again. Selena flung her face to the other side of the room. She didn't know how long she had to endure this…..but for the money, she would persevere. She couldn't back out now…..so she let him thrust into her again, letting the fake moans he went crazy about fill the room.

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

And a child born of blood, not illusion. Selena is complicated. Scarred. Unbroken. Exactly what the pack would accept, strong, resilient, of noble blood, untouched by weakness despite everything done to her. No false promises. No romance. A contract marriage. A child bound by blood, not affection. The decision settles in my bones, final and immovable. A knock interrupts my thoughts. Jacob steps inside, studying my expression carefully. “You look like you’ve decided something dangerous.” “I have.” I tell him. Every word.

Eyes low and submissive. Lyria shrank when she saw him, but Selene kept her chin high, meeting his eyes. "This is Rina and Velora," he said. "My favorite slaves. The best. They’re going to teach you how to please me." Selene crossed her arms. "Keep dreaming." Anton stepped closer, his gaze firm. "You still don’t understand where you are, do you? This castle is mine. These walls are mine. The air you breathe... is mine. And you belong to me too."

CHAPTER 3: TANGLED IN HEAT AND DARKNESS SELENE’S POV Oh, my good Goddess. The heat enveloping me is so intense that it feels like molten fire is searing through every vein in my body. My back is pressed firmly against the cold wall, the chill doing little to temper the fever raging inside me. My head tips back, eyes rolling upward, as I try to brace myself against the relentless onslaught. Somehow—though I don’t even remember moving—I’ve locked my legs tightly around his waist, my thighs trembling, my breath tearing out of me in ragged gasps.

I muttered to myself, being with Zarek now means no freedom. Across the room, Leila was already sitting on the chair, her legs crossed and her arms folded. She didn’t even let Zarek sit down, when she heard the sound of the door, she spoke up. “I’ll say it again,” she said coldly. “Selene can’t be the one who is mated to you, she can never be your mate. She’s an exiled Luna. She’s disgraced. She’s the ex-mate of your friend.”

The most important thing is that she is back on her feet, not strong enough but she could walk. I stepped aside, extending a hand to the woman who had brought both war and peace to my soul. I couldn't lie, I love every bit of war and peace she had brought to me except for one. That is the death part. I don't need that from her. “Selene Whitmore of the BloodFang Pack. My fated mate. My Luna.” I said with a cold voice. I felt some peace run down my chest subduing the anger that had long been drilling one off.

And I had been playing it longer than either of them realized. Selene had always been too naive, too trusting. She saw the world through rose-colored glasses, believed in happy endings and true love and all that fairytale nonsense that real life had a way of crushing underfoot. She probably thought Ronan was her knight in shining armor, her escape route from a marriage she had decided she didn't want anymore. How wrong she was.

“What happens afterwards? You disappear, Cole files a missing report, pretends to be heartbroken while still wrapped around Scarlett’s waist. And you? You’ll just be another forgotten wife. Is that it?” Selene’s chest rose and fell quickly. “I—I just… I just need to clear my head,” she stammered. “From what? Don’t you see the truth right in front of you? Act on it!” the voice barked, full of bitterness. Selene whimpered, covering her mouth with trembling hands as a sob clawed its way up her throat. The suitcase slipped from her fingers. Her other hand fell from the knob. She stood frozen, shaking, caught between fury and despair.

“I don’t know. Isn’t he your boyfriend?” “Xavier isn’t my boyfriend.” “Pardon me. About to be your boyfriend.” “Not that either.” “Seriously, Noah,” Rina chimed in, finally tucking her phone away. “We’ve been friends for three years now and you don’t know that Lucas is Mr. Commitment-Phobe.” “I’m not a commitment-phobe. I’m just not—” “Interested in relationships. Yeah. Heard that before.” I scowled at her. She was acting entirely too cocky for my liking.