Romance Novels Set In Alaska Novels & Stories

Sebastian pinched the bridge of his nose. “I said we’d go somewhere cold,” he corrected. “And safe.” Safe. That was the key word. Aspen was neutral territory. No blood feuds. No bullets. No rivals. Just snow, expensive cabins, and people who drank overpriced cocoa and pretended the world wasn’t run by men like him. That was the plan. The universe, however, had always enjoyed laughing at Sebastian Volkov. The lodge doors burst open, letting out a wave of warmth, laughter—and her.

I thought I was facing a future of being wolfless until my mate Tyce helped me get mine back over the summer. I had grown up in Vermont but had moved to Alaska not long after I turned back into a werewolf since he was an alpha and had an obligation to lead his pack. I sucked a big load of my drink into my mouth, wanting to savor the evening. I knew I likely wouldn’t have many more nights like this with my sisters in the future. It took almost an entire day to travel to Vermont from Alaska, so it wasn’t worth the trek except for special occasions. I glanced over at Heidi, who was rubbing her rotund belly while sipping on a mocktail. My stomach tightened with the realization that soon we’d lik

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maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.

She has a strange idea of what is romantic and what is not. I want to roll my eyes at her words, but there's no point if she won't see that. "How can you call a savage's behaviour romantic?" I cross my arms in front of my chest. It seems the more I try to explain to her what a real romance is, the more she tries to resist. "Don't you understand? Our men behave like that only when they have feelings for someone. And with Alpha wolves, it's a little different."

Alex sat down at his desk, turned on the light, and began reading. Eight hours later, he finished the final chapter. Alex was no expert on romance novels, but Rachel’s writing could convince him to become an avid fan. She was good. Damn good, he thought, but an important element seemed to be lacking. Rachel’s descriptions and dialogue were colorful and dramatic, but, in Alex’s opinion, the leading male character was a bit bland, and he lacked any real emotional depth for a romantic hero. The main female character was a strong, independent and highly sensual woman, but there was no believable chemistry between the two of them. Alex could also tell by her description of the country setting tha

Her hand stroked my c**k, and I groaned. My lips parted, but Serra was already kneeling, tying her hair into a messy bun. Wasn’t she complaining a minute ago? Now she was eager. “Raze… it’s mate’s first time,” my wolf Draven said my whole body stiffened at his word. “What?” I whispered . “Her wolf told me. She and Kael never had sex. Even their kisses weren’t that deep.” My eyes darkened, my pupils pitch black not because of his words, but because her mouth…

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Lanzetta so that I am not tempted to make a run for it. When I get out of the shower, I run the towel over my hair as my eyes land on the leather book Ben had asked about last night. "Moon Born Wolves of Alaska," I read the title out loud in a whisper, running my fingertips over its indentations. With a quick glance at the clock on Ben's side of the bed, there are more than four hours before I have to meet with Mrs. Lanzetta. Picking up the book, I flip to the first page and start reading. It starts with what I already know. The Alaskan wolves were said to be the first created by the moon goddess and were highly respected for their connection to divinity.

I knew it the moment her hands brushed Alejandro's forehead during a fevered night. She is waking. Her light grows. And they will come for her too. That is why I misled them. Let the vampires fly to Alaska. Let the wolves crawl through frozen forests. Let the traitors plot. They will find nothing but frost and echo. For here, in the warm arms of the Nevada mountain wilds, where pine and memory mix, I have cloaked my bonded ones.