Romantic Trilogy Novels & Stories

Maryl was quiet thinking of what to do so her mission for the day wouldn't be known to the man standing with his hands pocketed in front of her. "Let's meet up sometime maryl". said cyrus seeing as she kept quiet."let's catch up on old times.i have missed your company dearly". "That's not possible cyrus and you know that".maryl said."the bond has been broken ever since that day.i want nothing to do with either you or klaus". Maryl then walked away leaving cyrus who stared at her back. *********** Maryl tried to regain her ruined mood as she continued to walk to her destination.

I could keep telling myself that I wasn’t into her, that it was just sex. Really fucking good sex at that. But it wasn’t. Not really. *** “Jax.” Elodie’s arms tightened around my waist as she took in the view in front of her. I had lured her away whilst they set up, no doubt acting shady the whole time. But standing there in the sand with her, with the setting sun silhouetting everything, it felt almost dreamlike, and even I had to admit it was romantic. Who knew I had it in me?

Three years ago, Trevon Gibson was involved in a terrible car crash that left him comatose, with doctors saying he would never wake up. Lydia Sanders, Trevon's high school sweetheart and Madeline's half-sister, did not waste any time and jetted off abroad for her studies. Somehow, Trevon's grandmother—Edith Gibson—figured that Madeline was Trevon's lucky charm and insisted she marry him. The Gibson family promised to care for Madeline's mother, who was lost in her own world of madness. Madeline felt trapped but agreed to the marriage. Little did everyone know that Madeline was secretly in love with Trevon for years. To everyone's surprise, Trevon woke up after the wedding. However, Madeline'

When they broke apart, Dante whispered: “That’s why you have me. So you never carry that alone.” Aiden’s breath hitched, but he nodded. “Come on,” Dante murmured. “Let’s find shelter before something else falls out of the sky.” Hand in hand, they walked deeper into the desert night— toward danger, toward destiny, and toward each other. Because champions carry worlds. But anchors carry champions.

Author’s Note to the Reader Dear Reader, What you are about to step into is not just a love story. It’s a tangled web of passion, betrayal, secrets, and the quiet ache of discovering the truth behind the people we think we know. Jacqueline’s journey is one many of us know too well, the journey of holding on when we should let go, of chasing stability while craving fire, of mistaking comfort for love. Her story unfolds in layers: through the haunting grip of her dreams, the unraveling of a once-promising engagement, and the magnetic pull of a man who exists both in her subconscious and in the shadows of her waking life.

There was disdain in her voice when she acknowledged him and Catrina. In the bathroom, I stripped off Gavin’s shirt and found it difficult to put down. His smell lingered on my skin. The bond forged by our shared Moondream made his smell attractive to me; blood and sweat, I remembered its pheromonal appeal distinctly. Now it bathed me, almost as if I was a wolf of Grandbay—like I was one of his packmates, not David’s. Shyly, I pushed my nose into the shirt and breathed in our shared smell, welcoming a sense of peace from it. It wasn’t destined to last, but Gavin was my fated mate. I couldn’t be faulted for yearning over what fate intended for me.

**This is Book Three of the Guardians Trilogy. This book contains references to events that occurred in the first two books and spoilers for those books. It is recommended that you read The Broken Warrior’s Daughter and Alpha’s Guardian Angel before reading this, the final book in the trilogy. Eli I never expected to find my mate, much less in a small town in the middle of the Appalachian Mountains where I was just passing through. Even more surprising than her being under eighteen and nearly half my age, was the fact that she was human.

I want to go to Hanriver to relax for awhile. I walked down but "Where are you going?" She asked "I want to go home." I smiled to her "Oppa will take you." She said and I shook my head "Bye Callie." I waved my hands and she pouted. She looked at Christian and I walked away from them and got out to the street. The restaurant isn't that far from Hanriver so I can walk. Walked through the bridge and just enjoying the night breeze.

I tried to find the right word. “Whole.” Riko whispered. I smiled. So she felt it too. “Soulmates? That’s not really a thing. There are three of you and one of her. You can’t all be her soulmate.” her father shook his head. “We are triplets, sir. Identical triplets. That means we started as one. We were once one embryo that was divided into three. So we are pieces of the same soul. So you see, it’s possible.” I smiled, my eyes traveling to the clock.

Tristan’s point of view “We should kill her,” Sawyer echoed as I pushed Rhiannon down to her knees. She looked into my eyes, tears streaming down my face. “No! I need her alive” I dismissed, making my way towards the pack house before shifting into my wolf and running through their elite team like I was in a training drill. “Find Drake!” I linked to everyone making my way toward the pack house. Rodrigo and his team amid the chaos. ‘’I want his beta, Luna and their families” I added on before heading for Rodrigo, who shifted as well, trying to lunge at me, but I ducked, running my claws on his stomach before he fell to the ground.