Shifter Romance Books Novels & Stories

Your idea might just become the next journey we take together 😉. Until then, know this—I love you all, truly and deeply. This is not goodbye, it’s just the end of one beautiful chapter… and the beginning of many more. With all my love, [Jay-Shine] PS: If you don't mind reading werewolf stories, check out my ongoing book: Gifted With Two Wolves: Fated To Two Rival Kingdoms. Or the completed one: Alpha's Regret: My Rejected Mate Is A Healer. Or even my first billionaire romance 🤭: Bound By Fate: The Billionaire's Contract Bride.

“What do you know about shifter history?” It was an odd direction, but I shrugged and went with it. “Only the basics from school. Big dates and events. The Shifter Rights Movement in the forties and fifties, the Shifter Purge in Russia back in the early 1800s, things like that. Why? What’s this got to do with me?” Leo knocked back the rest of his beer in three fast gulps and stifled a burp. “Okay. Let me tell you a story. Hold all your questions till I’m finished. I’m pretty sure you’ll have a bunch.”

I tossed out the random question as I flipped through the pages of the book of shadows and stopped on one with a picture of a werewolf that was half shifted. “They can. The stronger you are, the more you can hold a partial shift.” My father shifted his claws and covered his hand in fur, but it stopped midway up his arm. “If you are thinking about that shift…” He pointed to the picture. “You won’t be able to do that one.” “Why not?” I was more interested in shifting into Nix and Megan so each would have their freedom. I don’t need to shift Amy. Megan’s voice was soft, but I heard the scoff that came from Nix.

“Are you really a shifter?” “Huh?” I shake my head and laugh. “Shifter. Or werewolf. In paranormal romance books, any sort of were or shifter is always described as being warmer than normal humans.” Jon raises an eyebrow, looking amused. “I didn’t know that.” “I’m a little weird, maybe I should have warned you.” Slowly, he angles his body toward me and brings one arm up, resting it on the back of the couch behind me. “I like weird.”

Natasha I ran my fingers along the spines on my favorite shelf on the bookshelf in the corner of my room. This shelf was where all of my romance novels sat waiting to take me to another world where I could explore all of my fantasies that I was too embarrassed to verbalize. I picked up a newer book, that I had bought, up on a whim. It’s synopsis boasted of a reverse harem shifter theme that had intrigued me from the jump. I put it in my bag to read by the fountain in the middle of town later that day.

Mysha had other plans instead. "There's so much we could do right now," Mysha stated. I ignored her and continued to read. Suddenly, she snatched the book from me and tossed it to the other side of the room. My jaw dropped and I made a sound of protest. "Hey!" I shouted. "You don't just go and throw books! That's a sin right there!" Mysha rolled her eyes at me. "We're going to the club." Her tone held finality, so I didn't even bother to attempt to change her mind. She stood up and went over to my closet. "Do you have anything sexy in here?"

“I want a man who wants that as a priority. Marriage. Kids. The whole nine yards.” Gerri scrunched her nose in thought and then smiled. “I think I can help you there as well. So you are okay that my male clients are shifters? You know that’s the kind of matchmaking business I run.” Her hands shook again. She couldn’t stop the excitement dancing in her veins. Shifters were hot. Like nuclear-bomb-explosion-in-her-panties kind of hot. One who wanted babies as much as she did would be perfect.

Standing on the mattress my chest, hoisted upwards in my lace bra was very close to his face, indeed I could feel his breath on my chest as he looked down to untie the knot. Looking down at his busy hands I couldn’t help but admire the very obvious bulge in his pants, my eyes were drawn to its shape, the way it had felt so solid against my stomach. I knew about the act of course, I know what happens between humans, but what of the rumours that a shifter's sheer size, ferocity, can kill a woman? Am I truly that turned on right now I would tempt death for a taste of such pleasure from Ivan? Right now, it’s fifty-fifty. All rational sense has left my mind. I want a shifter to ravage me, the ver

I walk her up two flights of stairs to my personal room, the young Phoenix shifter fast asleep in my arms, as naked as the day she was born, but she was Absolutely perfect, from the freckle on a hip to the small spot that appeared on her forehead. I would be proud to call her mine, but something tells me she doesn't feel the way that we do, that she doesn't know what the bond is. whilst I have no problem teaching her, I'm not sure the others would feel the same way they have never been as patient as I am. I know that most of them decided a long time ago that they didn't want to Mate, Leaving me with the task of trying to convince them.

However, I do not have a timeframe for when I will be writing that one as of yet. My novel, "Ruined by my Bosses," is a CEO/Menage romance that is already live on the app with over 30k if you're looking for another book to read. I'm only writing one book at a time from now on, so it will be uploaded daily. I also have a completed quartet on the app that begins with, "Mated to the Alpha of the North," if you're looking for more werewolf romances. Each book focuses on one couple, but the story is interconnected and has wolves, bears, and dragon shifters.