Novel & Cerita Supernatural Romance

“It’s not so uncommon for fated mates to complete the bond and marry within the first couple of months,” “I understand that,” I said. “That’s for werewolves and other supernaturals who are lucky enough to have that assurance,” and then I thought about what I had learned about Leah tonight. “Or most of the time.” “Yeah,” Dominic said, still very clearly confused. “But I’m human,” I said.

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

"I wish you realized who you are earlier, because that would stop you from suffering unnecessarily. You are a rare breed, the last of its kind, powerful and celestial, and a threat to the enemy. Your strength and prowess are beyond anyone's understanding. I'm really fortunate to be your beast. All you have to do is sink your teeth into her neck, and instead of sucking out, surge life into her, and all her wounds will be healed. She will be healed and healthier than she ever was." I listened with rapt attention as he relayed this to me, and never in my life had I been more confused than now. At first, I thought it wasn't referring to me because how could he say I have strength, powers, and pr

Most dads would be annoyed about their daughter's boyfriend showing all this PDA, but not my father. “Honey, it is okay. You are more than his girlfriend; you are his beloved and queen. This is where the human and supernatural world differs. Supernatural species are more affectionate and tend to show it as a way of telling others that their mate, beloved or whatever they call their other half is off-limits. Besides, you are marked. I know what it means, even if I don’t want to know about my little girl doing things like that.” Dad states.

I nodded, fight the urge to succumb to tge feel of his hands on my cheeks which sent sparks all over my body. "How am I supposed to feel better when I have a Lycan as my mate?" I replied, fighting the stupid mate bond that wanted me to go closer to him. I was surprised by my bravado, even as I kept staring at him. "Which Pack are you from? The one beyond the neutral ground?" He asked, getting closer. He was now too close for my comfort. "The Crescent Moon Pack" I responded, nodding as his scent got more and more intoxicating. I couldn't control it anymore. Soon after, our faces were closing in and in until his lips brushed against mine.

{SAMANTHA’S POV} Samantha woke at the crack of dawn, and looked over. There, in bed beside her, was the teenage boy. Sam. He had been so easily seduced. She almost felt bad. She knew she had violated a law in sleeping with a human, but this one was so young and fresh, she had decided to bend the rules. Why not? No one would ever know. Of course, she would never tell, and she wouldn’t keep Sam alive long enough to tell anyone himself. Once every few hundred years, she had to indulge. It was the least she could allow herself.

A little lower than what it was, her pink nipples would have been exposed. Staring at her sleeping form, H acknowledged that she was a beautiful sight to behold. No wonder the brotherhood had appointed notable families to protect her, to keep her untouched since they found out she was an immortal. No wonder André Rogratiatto fell in love with her and volunteered himself to be the sacrifice. No wonder Marcus was the same, but H had felt another different kind of connection between the two the moment he infused himself inside the priest’s body. Some kind of connection bordering more than any human emotion itself. This — he did not understand what.

“How do you know that?” Rowan shrugs. “I’ve stumbled upon a few other supernaturals over the past year. A lot of them are surprisingly chatty. Especially after they figure out that I’m a vampire.” He shrugs his bony shoulders. “There’s this angel that works at the blood bank that gives me blood bags when he can. He’s pretty cool. Said that I reminded him of his kid. He even gave me a book on supernaturals.” He says as he rifles through a nearby bag and produces the book. “Here.” He tosses it to me before he turns back and begins to unfold blankets across the mattress. “I’m tired, man. You can stay if you want. Just don’t try anything funny.”

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

Fuck. Hayley’s hands form a ring around my body, and when she moans into the kiss, I nibble at her lips, trailing all the way down her neck. Whatever threshold for self control I have cracks, and my fingers are already undoing her knotted ponytail… Then the scent hits me. A familiar sickening scent of blood and earth. It's here. Fear crawls down my spine as I pull away from the kiss. The shadowy lycan is here.