Spicy Paranormal Romance Books Novels & Stories

Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones. If you’re a fan of spicy romances with alpha males and basically anything Mafia-related, go for PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS, which is the first in the Castello Di Carte Mafia Chronicles. This would be my best work and I’m currently working on publishing this book digitally by the end of next year. Fingers crossed. I’m currently writing book 2 of the series and let me warn you, this series is super hot and suspenseful. Anyway, if you want to keep updated with my works, you can follow me on I* at author_shreyasengupta .

The ceiling shone. So did the floor. It was a beautiful, pink marble, and looked freshly cleaned. This subterranean level of the church was gorgeous, looked like an ancient treasure chamber. “Wow,” Caitlin heard herself say out loud. “What is this place?” “It is a place of miracles. You are in the church of Saint Francis of Assisi. This is also his resting place. It is a very holy place in our religion. People—humans and vampires alike—pilgrimage here, from thousands of miles away, just to be in this spot. Francis was the saint of animals, and he was also the saint of all living creatures outside of the human race—including our kind. It is said that miracles happen here. We are protected her

And when they arrived, Nina would be waiting, ready to welcome them into her dark embrace, forever entwined in the haunting cycle of horror and lust. THE END. THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

“Cum all over Axel’s cock while I play with these pretty tits and he spanks that ass raw.” The combination was too much. Axel’s relentless fucking, the thorough, stinging spanks that kept landing on my already burning cheeks, and Zara’s expert mouth and hands devouring my breasts sent me hurtling over the edge. My orgasm crashed through me like a violent wave. I screamed, body convulsing violently as my pussy clamped down around Axel’s thick cock like a vice. My walls fluttered and pulsed, squirting slick all over his shaft and the chaise beneath us as the pleasure ripped me apart.

"Well, that's not scary at all. Fuck, I'm scared for you... What does he expect you to do though? He's not going to expect you to boil puppies, is he?" Maria said as she curled up on the small sofa in Janet's home. "I don't fucking know. I swear, I felt goosebumps whenever he opened his mouth to speak directly to me. He's so fucking hot though. It's crazy he has to be that way." Janet said as she slid to the floor beside Maria's chair.

Heath frowned at the paper without seeing it, and as soon as the vampire had accepted Heath’s assurance and returned to his discussion with Rohan, Heath’s eyes wandered again, seeking out the bright curls of Cameron’s hair, and the wild darkness of Aislen’s. He saw his female mate with a witch wafting smoke from a bundle of herbs over her. Aislen’s eyes were closed and her face relaxed. He wasn’t sure if it was good for her to be breathing in that smoke, but she seemed okay, so he raised his eyebrows and made no move to intervene in whatever witchery she was involved in.

George looked down and saw her dark monster staring back at him with an equal hunger and need. He lifted her thighs apart and lay the backs of her knees on his shoulders. Now hovering over her on all fours, he achieved the perfect penetration. “Yes, more George. Please, keep that going. I’m so close.” He gave her what she wanted and a little bit more. With her spicy flavour on his lips and his cock pushing her a little further with each thrust, Ana convulsed as she hit the pinnacle of no return.

I hit send, my heart thudding against my ribs. Almost instantly, the screen lit up. Damon: Do you? I blinked. Aria: Do I what? Damon: Wish I was holding you tonight? My thumbs hovered over the screen. And then I typed, without hesitation— Aria: Yes!!! Sleep refused to come. I tossed and turned under the blanket, my skin too warm, my thoughts too loud. The pendant lay on my nightstand, still glowing faintly like a soft heartbeat in the dark. Every time I closed my eyes, the dreams came rushing back—forests burning, silver eyes watching me from the shadows, flames licking at my fingertips like they knew me.

she whispered against his lips, “I’m your dirty little secret. Whenever you want me, I’ll come to you. No questions. No limits.” Dante gripped her hips possessively, kissing her again. “Good girl,” he growled. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you.” The night continued until dawn — raw, passionate, and unforgettable. From that night on, Vesper became Dante Moretti’s secret obsession. She would sneak into his penthouse, his cars, even his private jet — always ready to please him, always his dirty little secret. And she loved every second of it. --- **The End.**