Shifter Romance Books Novels & Stories

This is not something any respecting Shadow Warrior would do. "Shift, Marinah," I groan into her ear. Our bodies transform and I pull her flush against me. Her mouth is waiting and I grind my lips harshly against hers. Her fingers sink into my braids and mine into her nape keeping her in place. Her taste, her scent, her everything. I slide my hands over her bare skin, feeling it shiver beneath my touch. "Are you okay?" she breathes into my mouth once I let her up for air.

"An untrained shifter is dangerous, even at his age. If he shifts in public, around humans—" "I know. I know." Sera holds Connor closer. "We'll figure it out." Two weeks later, Elena shifts for the first time, too. Same sudden transition, same confusion. The pack doctor hypothesizes it's because they're twins—sharing the supernatural development, pushing each other to new milestones. Whatever the reason, Sera and Dante now have two wolf pups who shift unpredictably. Training begins. Gentle exercises to help the cubs control their shifts. Games that teach them the difference between a human and a wolf. Pack members take turns supervising, ready to intervene if a shift happens at a bad time.

This guy was absolutely bat-sh*t crazy. The king continues despite my silence. "Shifters, like wolves, also have mates. They mate for life and share a strong bond with their mates. A shifter will know when he's met his." I have no idea where he's going with this. "I knew when I saw you, Hera," he says carefully. "What?" I say. "I knew you were my mate."

"I shouldn't have changed your parents' tickets. I shouldn't have let Bianca get involved in the wedding. I shouldn't have spent your money on her." "What else?" "I shouldn't have hurt you." At last, I looked at him. "You still think the point is that I was hurt. It isn't. The point is that you treated me like a card that would never decline." His eyes reddened. "That's not true. I love you. Bianca came back so suddenly, and I lost my head." "When you lost your head, you still knew how to move my parents to economy. You knew how to dump your luggage on me. You knew how to buy a bracelet with my card. You knew how to stand in a chapel I paid for and wait for me to show up."

It was a feeling of fervor and passion that was more than whatever the romance book had claimed. And at that moment, she knew she was falling to the point of no return, too deep to even crawl back to reality, and at that instant, she didn't want to stop herself, even as she knew that her affection was meaningless to him. However, Shawn was not done with her yet. He wanted to savor this moment because tomorrow when the alcohol was gone from their system, he knew he needed to do something about their marriage, but for now, without warning, he turned her on her knees as she moaned, and he shoved his hardened shaft again inside her, as she groaned deeply.

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The shattered altar at the room’s center pulsed, light pouring from the fractures, sealing them. And then the entrance behind them began to close. “We need to get out of here,” Damien snapped. Nicola didn’t argue. She clutched the book tightly, adrenaline surging through her as she turned toward the spiraling staircase. But the moment they stepped forward, the entire ruin groaned, as if resisting. “We’re not fast enough,” Lucas gritted out. “We won’t make it...” Dylan’s wolf surged forward. “Then we shift.” There was no time for hesitation.

Nicolai couldn't help but smile as he approached the chair where Alessia had obviously fallen asleep. The book that had dropped from her hands onto the thick carpet was facedown, its title Twisted Shifters – Four Twisted Romances. One Very Good Time. He picked it up and flipped through the pages, chuckling. Cursed Dildos and AI that came alive indeed. A faint blush dusted her cheeks from the warmth of the fire and he imagined her reading the steamy passages, lost in a world of make-believe lovers.

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

With no hesitation, his wolf surged forward and slammed against the other woman, sending her flying into the wall with a loud smack. I moved then towards Andrea. The force of Zayne’s shove made her chair tilt backward, and I Shifted just in time to catch it before she went crashing to the floor. “Andrea,” I panted as I righted her chair. She giggled, looking at me with unfocused eyes. “We have got to stop meeting like this.” Her words were a jumbled slur. I swore as I snapped the ropes, tying her wrists and ankles to the chair with my hands.