Romance Paranormal Series Novels & Stories

Bloodthirsty is when you can't have enough of blood no matter how much you drink, and it only happens when a witch casts that spell on you. "Did the vampires get to her during the attack?" Mira asks Lance and I don't hear his response because everything around me becomes red. "Hold her Lance" I hear her shout and the next thing I know, I am about to exit the house when my mate pins me down. His touch clears my sight and I hold onto him tightly taking in his scent. Lance doesn't push me away, instead, he lifts me from the ground and sits on the couch, cradling me in his lap.

She was still scared, and they were obviously unbalanced, but she didn’t have the same level of fear with these six that she experienced when she was near Douglas, and she wasn’t feeling it was as urgent to escape as she had upon overhearing their plans for her last night. “I assume we’ll have to show you to prove it to you.” Eamon was one who spoke, stepping forward as he did so. He cupped his hands together, and a moment later, a glowing purple orb appeared between them. As he stretched out his hands, it grew larger, crackling with energy that made the hairs on the back of her neck stiffen and sent nausea racing up her esophagus. “I’m heir-apparent to the McCrory Coven, and we control the

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

I opened my eyes with a sharp breath, heart pounding, hands trembling at my sides. “Excellent,” she said softly, smiling despite the gravity in her eyes. “That was your first step.” Her smile faded almost immediately. “But understand this, Seren. Your power is already awake. And given what’s stirring in the supernatural world right now…” Her gaze drifted, distant and wary. “We don’t have the luxury of time.” A chill crept up my spine. "Yesterday just proved that, didn't it? Do we know who that person was? What he was? He was so strong, Mom. Even for a shifter."

He flips through the book again, scanning the pages as he spoke. “It’s surprising, though. There are no records of any other werewolves—Pureblood or hybrid—who have possessed these two gifts at the same time.” I stay quiet for a while, absorbing his words. Then, without thinking, I reach forward. “I’m sure there’s something in here…” Our fingers brush against each other as I take the book from him. A small jolt runs through me, and I look up to see his eyes on me. Swallowing hard, I try to ignore the warmth of his skin, and pull the Codex closer.

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

Isn't that why they're at our school? Maybe they're jealous, and that's what this is all about. They want to be able to do the things supernaturals can do. "You asked for an apparition spell," the second Silver Hunter says. "And I gave you one. If you don't like it, then—" "Hold on." The first guy holds up a hand. "Did you hear that?" My heart seizes, and I press my palm to my mouth. Oh my God. Did they hear me up here?

His best friend, known as Seraphina, possessed an ancient knowledge of the supernatural world and had always been a reliable source of guidance. As Mr. Haven made his way through the bustling streets, his mind filled with questions and anticipation, he couldn't help but marvel at the vibrant energy of the city around him. Seraphina resided in a grand mansion nestled in the heart of a secluded enclave, a sanctuary where vampires and humans coexisted harmoniously. The mansion stood as a testament to the enduring bond between Mr. Haven and Seraphina, forged over centuries of unwavering friendship.

She said sternly. "I... I have a non-witch mate?" I asked, my voice tinged with a mix of fear and rage. "How does this affect my journey?" Sabrina's voice, filled with compassion, reassured her. "The path may be treacherous, Serena, but love can be a formidable force. It is your unwavering bond, the connection you share with your non-witch mate, that will provide the strength to face the challenges ahead." I couldn’t imagine being in love with a werewolf. “Yuck,” I muttered.

J About Aurelia Aurelia Skye is the pen name USA Today bestselling author Kit Tunstall uses when writing science fiction romance. It’s simply a way to separate the myriad types of stories she writes so readers know what to expect with each “author.” Join her newsletter at kittunstall.com/newsletter.