Standalone Shifter Romance Books Novels & Stories

"The moon will call your blood. I will guide you through it—the pain, the pleasure. Do you yield?" I looked up at him. The amber fire in his eyes was consuming. I saw the beast lurking just behind the man's pupils, waiting to tear free. And I felt my own beast answering, clawing at my ribs. "Yes," I whispered. "I yield." He lifted me onto the altar. The fur beneath me was soft, but the stone underneath was unyielding. I lay back, my legs dangling off the edge. Jax knelt between my thighs. He spread them wide, his hands gripping my knees with possessive strength.

Instead, I put on a show that would leave them both green with envy. *~*~* Isobelle The rest of the afternoon dragged by at a leisurely pace, and the boys and I spent most of it watching back-to-back episodes of a shifter drama called Shifter Valley. There were plenty of covert scandals, breaking pack laws, illicit affairs, rejecting mates for the rogue next door, a wolf shifter trying to explain to her mate that she was pregnant with a bear shifter’s cub. They even did the thousand-yard stare right before the ending credits rolled. After I watched the first episode, I was hooked. I was sure the boys regretted giving me dominion of the TV remote.

Content Warning: The explicit scenes between Camille and Dante can be too dark-themed for some readers. *The events start on the same day as 'The Arranged Mate - Part 1' but with a parallel, standalone storyline. *****###***** "Squeeze!" Alpha Callum's deep, commanding voice made Camille sick to her stomach. "Eyes up. Chest up. Squeeze harder."

Lena’s breath hitched when his hand trailed down her stomach and went straight to her throbbing apex. He suddenly pulled back. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice sending shivers down Lena’s spine. Her lashes fluttered open. She hadn't even realized that she had involuntarily closed her eyes at the face of the intense pleasure. She slowly lifted her gaze, meeting his dark brown orbs. His gaze was intense, heated with passion. Without further warning, Damien brushed his finger along her opening, pausing at the swollen tip of her clit, making Lena bite her lip in pleasure.

"What do you mean?" "They're on their way to Italy. Since you decided they were only good enough for economy, I found them somewhere better to go." His voice snapped. "Rosalyn, do you have to blow everything up?" "Were you not the one who moved my parents' seats?" "I don't want to argue. The wedding is tomorrow. Get on the next flight and stop playing games." "Depends on my mood." I hung up. That afternoon, Bianca posted a photo from the resort walkway. A blue diamond bracelet sat on her wrist.

"Shape shifters mate for life, protecting their mates to the death. They have superhuman strength and senses. In human form they are distinguished by longer hair than usual on their heads, thick eyebrows and lean muscular bodies." She stared at the image drawn on the page, stunned when the paper seemed to shimmer and that of Mike Volka replaced the anonymous face. What on earth? She jerked so hard she nearly dropped the book and Mischief dug in her back claws to keep from falling off her lap. Jamie shifted the book on her lap, resettled Mischief and took a sip of her drink. Maybe she should be drinking wine while reading this, just to settle her nerves. Because the more she read, the more th

Jasper I stand up, a huge smile on my face. Asher had given me his blessing. Aria wasn’t going to know what hit her. I was ready to pursue the fuck out of her. I barely slept throughout the night the memories of our one night together stirring my desires. I left the apartment , allowing the shift to take over me. Allowing my wolf, solid white with bright blue eyes to come forth. I allowed him to run as I let my thoughts run free for the first time in Five years. he was excited. Soon he would get to bite, claim, and rut his fated mate. Five years was a long time to wait for someone, but she was worth it. The knowledge that I held her, even for just a moment, was enough to get me through the n

“We have studied any recovered books or records thoroughly over the years, as we do with any new pieces that find their way to us, for the most part we all assumed that the writings in here were children’s stories, and nothing but fiction written by an imaginative soul, and that may still be the case, but now I’m not so sure.” “The book is filled with tales, short stories really, relaying the life stories of shifters who were blessed or cursed by the Moon Goddess. It really does read as fantastical ramblings rather than anything of fact. But one of the stores tells of mated shifters both cursed and blessed by the Goddess. Cursed to a lonely life, one of solitude until they meet their perfect

The day I was deemed a mere human. You see, we are shifters. In the year 3120, the supernatural world rose and took over the human world. Slowly the humans decreased and the shifters became the dominant races. When people used to think of shifters they would assume it was a human-wolf hybrid that could change with the full moon.

said David. Catrina stood taller, gritting her teeth in a violent growl. “You were so concerned with getting marked by your shitty little fated mate, you thought the only way to reach your full potential as a shifter was to dump me and hook up with Billie,” she snapped. “I’m going to show you I don’t need to be fucking marked to be stronger than you. Better than you. I’ll show you what a real Alpha is willing to do for her pack to bring it to greatness.”