Romantic Trilogy Novels & Stories

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

He made me panic. Oh God save me. what more would Xavier make me feel. Nothing right?. XAVIER I stared puzzledly at Scarlett. She basically just ran away. She confuses me alot. First she kissed me and before I could say anything she already disappeared. God I love her smile, I love when her beautiful golden brown hair spreads across her face as she blushes deeply every time I say something. I love her body, I love eveything about her. I keep wondering why she is always on my mind and its creeping the shit out of me. I can't fall in love with her.. I can't, not after what happened last time I tried.

Rania still closed her eyes, not wanting to see the king of Alaric until the end of the one-sided love stopped. King Alaric got up and put his clothes back on without looking at Rania, who turned her back to the king without another word. Rania didn't even cry. King Alaric turned to see if even Rania's back had a lot of red spots. The room was very dark because the candlelight had gone out due to melting, but the eyes of king Alaric were very sharp. He could see in the darkness having the blood of a dragon; as a hunter, he could see anything in the dark.

The candles beautifully lit the cabin and the sound of the running water from the brook made her feel like she was in paradise. Being in his arms is paradise. He didn't reject her. He didn't leave her. He held her. Possessively. And that made her feel loved. Willow placed her head and palm on his chest and closed her eyes. Tomorrow is a new day. For her. For both of them. Will Jordan abandon her? Will this be her happy ending? How will Rowan take this and what will he do? That's would be another story THE END.

Darcy turned toward me slowly, “it’s a dark bonding rite. We’ve only seen fragments in the archives. It ties a mate’s soul permanently, violently, to their own.” My throat tightened, “He’s trying to bind me to him?” “Worse,” Oliver murmured, “He’s trying to complete a corrupted version of the triple bond without our consent.” I stepped back. “He can’t. He can’t.” Darcy came to my side, gently taking my hand. “He won’t.” And that’s when Trenton walked in. His gaze locked on our hands. His expression hardened. “Oh,” he muttered. “So it’s like that now.”

But as soon as she finished speaking, her pupils gradually dilated, and her hand slipped weakly from my grasp. No matter how desperately I screamed her name, she never woke up again. My heart went completely numb as I reached out to close my mother's eyes. Adrian and I had been together for three years. I couldn't understand how we ended up like this. Just a year ago, our relationship had been sweet and full of affection. But ever since his childhood friend returned from abroad, everything changed. He started becoming distant, constantly setting up "tests" to prove my sincerity. He even said that I had to pass all 99 of his tests before I could marry him.

The night felt really heavy. The rain had stopped,. I could still smell it in the air. It was cool and fresh. It came into my room through the little space I had left open by the balcony door. I stood there looking at the garden below me. The roses looked almost black in the moonlight. Everything outside seemed calm. Inside me everything was moving. I put my arms around myself not because I was cold. Because my thoughts were too loud. A lot of things had changed. Loving him meant living with things that were not always clear. It meant knowing that peace would never last forever.

Every mistake she had made. The pages turned rapidly, flashing images of the people she had loved and lost. “You cannot outrun your past,” the voices whispered. “You are bound to it.” Myrra shut the book. “No.” The whispers grew louder. “Then prove it.” The library crumbled around her. Bram’s Trial Bram stood in an empty village. His village. His mother stood in the doorway of their old home, smiling at him. “You never came back.” Bram’s throat tightened. “I couldn’t.”

Chapter 3 The castle is straight ahead, its My boots sink into the damp earth with each step, the weight of two gazes burning into my back, Adrian’s steady, possessive heat, and Dominic’s electric, unpredictable current. The marks on my collarbone throb in time with my pulse, I press my fingers against them, as if I could smother the fire beneath my skin. Then it happens. A searing flash behind my eyelids happens so suddenly and so violently I stagger back, My breath leaves me in a gasp as I’m somewhere else, someone else, my body no longer my own.

**This is Book Two of the Guardians Trilogy. While it can be read as a standalone book, there are references to events that happened in Book 1. It is recommended that you read the first book, The Broken Warrior’s Daughter, before reading this one. “Liam!” I was almost to my car, almost didn’t have to face that she chose him over me. It had been a long shot. I knew Cara wanted to find her fated mate. It was an even longer shot when I realized that Rik was her mate. But I still had to try. She is an incredible woman. She will make an amazing Luna. Just not my Luna.