Novel & Cerita Romance Novels Set In Alaska

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

I ask as I pull off a piece of pancake and pop it into my mouth; Flora doesn’t say anything until I’ve eaten two pancakes and several pieces of apple and orange. “The Winter Wolves are the closest thing we have to royalty. They don’t sit on thrones or wear crowns but their bloodline can be traced back to when shifters first settled in America. The stories say they came from cold climates which is why their wolves are always snow white and why they settled in Alaska, apparently, if a Winter Wolf leaves the Pack and they don’t meet their fated mate, they are drawn back to Alaska like some kind of magical pull.” Flora flattens out her skirt while speaking so she completely misses the way I drop

He paused, clearly surprised at how agreeable I was, then walked over and kissed my forehead. "That's more like it. Stop overthinking everything." The moment his lips touched my skin, my stomach churned. I forced myself not to push him away. ... That weekend, we went to a resort villa. When I arrived, Everly was standing right beside Jeremy. She was wearing a cream-colored knit sweater with a pleated skirt. It was the sweater I had bought for her just last month. It cost over 400 dollars. For an intern, it was extravagant. Back then, she had messaged me, crying about how cold the winter was and how she did not have warm clothes.

As much as I disliked being here, it was going to be difficult to go back to my twin-sized bed at home. As I readjusted myself in the bed, my fingers brushed the paperback novel that I’d been reading most recently. It was an old favorite of mine, about an Omega that was kidnapped by a dashing Alpha pirate. Through a lot of wacky adventures and quite a few orgies, they fell in love. If I got my flashlight, maybe I could read through my favorite sex scene and go to sleep daydreaming about…

That the heat crawling up my neck is from the sun, not shame. But I can’t help but care. Despite the dread filling my stomach, the scene looks like something out of a storybook. The late evening sunlight pours in through the gaps in the trees, giving the clearing an ethereal glow that glints against the soft fur of shifted wolves. And as usual, I can only watch with envy from the edge. “Hey, Kane!” someone yells.

Their hands were as big as their heads. They made me feel little and terrified beyond beliefs. “What the hell are those?” I muttered to myself, as I slowly backed away. I tried to make as little sound as I could; quieting my whimpers to myself. Where did these creatures come from? Am I in any sort of dreams? “Alishama,” a deep and commanding voice said— Daxel, “Alishama Ariba.” Series of roars sounded after that. Screams, growls, and howls were all mixed up upon the mystic air of the forest. What was happening here? Why was Daxel fighting with them? Is this the Harte that they were speaking of?

At this point, my face was as red as a tomato. No one ever told me but I definitely knew what happened between a male and a female from all the books I had sneaked into the castle and read. We stayed in that position as people kept coming to the table for snacks. It's a wonder no one had become aware of my disappearance. "What's your name, darling?" he asked so suddenly and ended up startling me. I didn't know what to say. This stranger obviously didn't know who I was because he couldn't see my face. It made me wonder if he would still hold me the way he's doing right now if he found out that I was the Alpha's daughter. Would he push me away? As crazy as this sounded, I didn't want him to le

She listened to the crackling fire, the chirp of birds in the balcony’s potted evergreens—so different from the spring-sweet melodies she and Ansel used to water, located in his late father’s garden. She doesn’t know why there’s a crackling fireplace despite summer but…it felt cool inside anyway. Not hot and not too cold. Sasha sighed, wondering and musing. Now that too many men have somehow ‘claimed’ her body, whom will she choose? Alain knew that she and Ansel had sex. But Ansel…the Fire Moon Alpha has no inkling of an idea that she spent the rest of her night with the very reason, the very Alpha on why she ended up in the dungeons in the first place.

So she had stayed home and helped her mom in the kitchen. To avoid being a prodigal daughter, she had informed her mother about the meeting with Archie that evening, and Every had let her go__ without any argument, to her utmost surprise! "It can’t go any tighter, my lady!" Russo complained before Polly finally stopped. She brushed through her hair, applied some lip gloss, then turned to Russo and Vanessa. "How do I look?" Russo sighed and shook her head. "You know, Alpha Rael isn’t that great of a person, but I still prefer him to that Alpha of Riverside. I don’t know why, but I get this sick feeling whenever I think about the two of you together. It just doesn’t sit right."

“Treason, Nana. Treason." “It does not matter. We need to find where I belong or what I am.” She goes on again, rambling. I wish I could exchange her for a more understanding wolf. Pushing my hair to the back of my ear, I flip the page of the new book and read through each line. I roll my eyes and scoff. Romance. How can a character’s first interest be about a man? Doesn’t she love coins? Food? Fashion, or even education? Why must it be a man?