Supernatural Romance Novels & Stories

But the truth is simple in a way most people wouldn’t understand. I have a dangerously high libido and I’m NEVER sexually satisfied. And because of that, every relationship I’ve had seems to end the same way. The first one called me “too intense.” He said I made him feel like he was always trying to keep up with something he couldn’t understand. We lasted two weeks after having a threesome with his crazy elder brothers. Even then, it felt like I’d just started. They didn’t satisfy me at all—sexually or otherwise. I barely even came.

But she was not prepared for what she saw instead. Instead of a normal young man with a clean face that oozed of youthfulness, what she saw was a face she would never forget. With an angular-shaped face so perfect that they seemed to have been cut out with careful precision, a pair of neatly cut eyebrows drawn together complementing the pair of eyes that were further down. Lyra gaped as her gaze moved from the top half of his face down to his eyes. She breathed in... Those eyes. They were red. Not just any red; they were fiery red in color as though fire was in them and they were blazing.

They understood that true progress required patience, perseverance, and unwavering compassion. In time, even the most reluctant hearts began to soften. The supernatural world embraced a new era, one where differences were celebrated and harnessed as sources of strength. Supernaturals of all kinds worked together, utilizing their unique abilities and knowledge to tackle the problems that plagued their world. And amidst this collective effort, Luna and Elijah's love story continued to captivate the hearts and minds of supernaturals everywhere. Their tale became a cornerstone of supernatural literature, inspiring countless individuals to seek love and unity in their own lives. Their unwavering

He commanded and I swallowed hard. "A mate is the other half of a person. Like the other separate half because I have other halves inside of me. You're my soulmate. We supernaturals unlike humans, have been blessed with the gift to know our soulmate. For instance, a werewolf can tell his soulmate from her scent. Her natural body scent stands out if every other scent. But it's different for other supernaturals. It likely may not be the same method". He explained, sitting on the bed beside me. "Which Supernatural are you?" I asked looking at him.

It is in our nature to find, claim, seduce, and corrupt it thoroughly. He still smells delightfully fresh. He hasn’t had anyone else since our encounter. How did someone as sweet and pure as he is make it this long in the world without being preyed upon? The taste of his emotions in the air is like pure ambrosia. Breathing in deeply I inhale just a touch of his life force, signaling the release of my pheromones, an evolutionary advantage that helps me calm my prey before devouring their souls completely. I can sense his heartbeat slow to match my own.

she declares with divine disdain, and carelessly drops a broken test tube to the floor before looking around the destroyed space with continued puzzlement. Damon remains exactly where he is with his arms folded defensively across his chest, still desperately trying to process the overwhelming reality of witnessing the person whom he once declared as the absolute love of his life being completely uprooted and possessed by another supernatural essence. This strangely powerful divine being that has taken residence in Serena's body is something he himself cannot begin to comprehend or categorize in his understanding of the supernatural world.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Sirens shrieked above them—emergency lockdown triggered. “We need to move. Now.” They ran. Smoke chased them. Lights died behind them. The building began to self-destruct. --- Later – Vienna Flat The quiet was deafening. Serena sat at the window, knees drawn up, staring at her reflection in the glass. Her face. But not just hers. Beta’s too. Same features. Same DNA. Same everything… except the soul. Damien approached and rested a hand on her shoulder. “She’s gone,” he murmured.

Chloe's heart raced, her breath coming in short gasps as she felt the sharp points hover just above her pulse. Her hand trembled on his chest, her touch a mix of fear and desire. Their eyes met, and in that moment, the question hung unspoken between them. Could they truly balance this love with the darkness that lay just beneath the surface? The danger of his nature, the raw, primal hunger that defined him, was a constant, lurking presence. Yet, in that moment, as their breaths mingled and their hearts pounded in unison, the only answer that mattered was the one their bodies gave, a resounding, desperate yes.

’ He stopped talking. ‘Just what?’ ‘Be quiet. I am very angry and I am struggling to keep my emotions in check right now. However, you’re pregnant, so I am trying very hard’. ‘Cole-’ ‘Be. Quiet’. ‘Talk to me! How can I be pregnant! It's not possible!’ ‘Yes, it is’. I was shocked… Was it? ‘Why didn’t you say anything?! We were having unprotected sex!’ ‘It doesn’t happen unless the vampire/ human couple are soul mates’.