Romance Paranormal Series Novels & Stories

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Ximena and I exchanged a glance. "Let's go," she said quickly. "We have to follow the process. If the system detects something abnormal, it'll reset everything… including our memories." When we returned to the main hall, those colorful, eerie puppets were already standing in a circle. A pale puppet stood in the center, holding two cups filled with blood. "Bride and groom, raise your cups." This time, when I looked at the two puppets seated at the head of the table, I finally noticed something strange.

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I searched the werewolf research database on my phone for a while, hunting for anything I could find on one sided mate bonds or small wolf forms. When my search was once again fruitless — as I should have known it would be — I switched to those paranormal romance stories I found that first night after I met Taryn. I needed something to distract me from the ache caused by our distance. I’d had to weed through a lot of terrible books, but I eventually found a few authors who seemed to know what they were writing about. Maybe those authors are supernaturals in disguise. I lift my phone and tap the button that snoozes my alarm, setting it back down on my chest all without even opening my eyes. B

I had assumed it had nothing to do with me in the past, but now, I had been thrown into the mix, so I had no other choice than to find out what the hell was going on. No matter what it would take. *** “I’ve read both books, and I can assure you. If you’re looking for paranormal romance that will leave you biting your nails at the edge of your seat, it’s this one, but if you’re looking for paranormal romance that will make you question your entire life’s choices and values, this one is your pick. They’re both equally great books,” I said to the lady I was attending to. She smiled at both books, thanked me and paid for both of them.

Caierre staggered. The wolf roared. The sound exploded through his skull like thunder. He nearly collapsed. The clearing blurred. The soldiers immediately reacted. Several raised their weapons. Others stepped backward. Morwen remained perfectly still. The pain intensified. Caierre squeezed his eyes shut. Memories flashed through his mind. Not his memories. Someone else's. Blood. Screaming. Chains. A massive black wolf thrashing against restraints. Silver symbols carved into stone. Voices chanting. Magic. Darkness.

Accepts: Cursesmiths, potionmasters, sirens, mind witches, hybrids Traits: Intelligence, manipulation, precision, emotional mastery Vibe: Poison girls with perfect eyeliner and boys who’d gaslight a demon Known for: Alchemists, spellcrafters, charmers, blackmailers, soul binders Oh this was the bad bitch house. The “don’t fuck with me unless you want your soul liquefied and your heart sold on the black market” energy. “That’s our backup house,” Gen whispered. I rubbed my face and stared at the packet like it personally offended me. “Great. I get to be soul scanned and spiritually labeled by a floating arena. And what if I don’t like any of these houses? What if I’m just a tired girl with gre

"She's human. The bond is a mistake. I'll find a way to break it." "You can't break a mate bond." Vera's words fell like stones. "You know that. Even if you could, the curse—" "Don't." The warning in Kael's voice made my skin prickle. "Not here. Not now." Mate bond. The words echoed in my head. No. No, that was romance novel nonsense. That wasn't real. None of this was real. "I want to go home." The words burst out of me. "This is insane. You're all insane. I'm going to wake up in a hospital and this will be a head injury or—"

Someone’s definitely pulling threads. I turn to him. “What about the girl?” He hesitates. And that’s all it takes for my stomach to clench. “Zarek.” He meets my gaze head-on, the bastard finally serious. “We dug into it. The blood she spilled in the fight, the imprint from her when you pulled her through the tear, even the fucking echo she left in the grass.” “And?” He exhales, shaking his head slowly. “She’s not on any registry. Not human, daemon or fae. Not even old blood.”

“So this is it? You own me now?” Azrael took a step forward, his presence suffocating and magnetic all at once. “No. I claimed you. There's a difference, Mrs Azrael,” He extended a goblet toward me, filled with a dark red liquid. Not wine. Not blood. Something in-between. “To new beginnings,” he said. I didn’t take it. I stared at the goblet, then at him. “You saved me to bind me.” “I saved you Yasmine and come on, we had a deal, I save you and in return you love me,” he said calmly,