Unknown Lovers Novels & Stories

The Story Begins… There was a time in the past when werewolves and witches had interceptions among each other in the same land. However, a mutual hatred had emerged from a different angle of the world as to who was the greatest. This caused a huge unsettlement yet it was not so in San Antonio, they interrelated but they did not interbreed, as it was seen as an abomination. Queen Lorelai held a candle in his hand and walked to her secret room while chanting some words. When she got there, she lightened up a mini fire which she fueled with a chicken's intestine.

He said I was still so young and had a lot to experience, it was true he was wiser beyond his years, he had been a vampire for over a century after all. But in the end there was no choosing when it came to having a mate, there wasn’t anyone else I wanted. And besides it would be just too painful for the both of us if we kept ourselves separate for any longer than we already had. So as soon as I had my twentieth birthday, I sniffed him out and found him again. We both still couldn’t truly believe a vampire and werewolf had been destined to protect and love each other for eternity. This was just so unheard of and absolutely forbidden.

The lack of space made her feel dizzy. "Mr. Easton, rumors have been circulating about your marriage last year. Is this woman your wife?" "Is she your mistress?" "Please tell us more about your secret marriage, Mr. Easton!" Max cursed then ordered a man to carry the grocery bags. He then carried Amber in his arms and this caused the media to become rough hoping to get some scoop out of Max Easton, and his mystery woman. Amber closed her eyes and holds on him tightly. Praying that he won't let her go.

The night had claimed them, leaving behind only the sound of their hearts beating in unison. But beneath that fragile peace, a new uncertainty began to bloom. Because in the dorm room, love never stayed simple for long and what they’d just done might have changed everything more than they realized. Lola’s phone buzzed against the desk, cutting through the heavy quiet. She reached for it, frowning when she saw the message flash across the screen: Unknown Number: “You think secrets can stay hidden in that room forever?” Her blood ran cold. The message was followed by another, only seconds later—this time, a picture.

The dance of attraction and danger had become a pilgrimage of the soul, a quest for truth and self-discovery that would forever alter the course of their intertwined destinies. And so, in the hallowed embrace of that clandestine encounter, Chloe and the enigmatic stranger embarked upon a journey of self-revelation, their destinies intertwined in a symphony of passion and uncertainty. Little did they know that the dance they had begun would lead them down a path strewn with riddles, secrets, and the intoxicating allure of the unknown.

The two lovers kissed again this time sliding their tongues against each other as they explore the depth of their passion oblivious to the people around them . To the lovers it was a hell of a night, one of those nights you will only find in a fairly tale book ,they were fated to destiny ,fated to live their lives happily ever after.

The music blended with the storm, a strange melody of heartbreak and violence. It was the kind of night when strangers were never meant to cross paths. A night when the universe revealed its cruel truths when secrets spilled from their cages, breaking hearts, loyalty, and trust. A night for forbidden lovers, torn apart by destiny a tragic night where heroes die before their heroines, where the one girl who pulls a man from his darkness exhales her final breath in his arms. Two souls bound by fate… saying goodbye before they ever truly began. Riven's eyes flickered toward Bella, sleeping silently beside him.

They look at each other, subject to the sharpness of feeling the skin that throbs with only one sense, that travels in the same direction, but at the same time that it drives them crazy to share a starving look, because they both know how to love desperately and slowly, with the rudeness of touching that crosses the melee without borders; They love each other with the precision of a chisel, but above all in that unnatural way that only some manage to taste love. Only few reach that dawn shining in the soul. Love is light... A little light that appears flickering, that lights up in the velvet of her lips and mine. No one is capable of turning it off, it does not go extinct, because he and I a

They pretended not to care and they told themselves that where there is love, there is a way. As if it was not enough when it was time for holidays they had to sneak around so as not to rise any suspicions since they knew they needed time to introduce their families to their new lives in a polite way. On the other hand they wished they could just divulged the news and face the consequences after. People in their communities were hating each other to the core of their bones. They were not even allowed to visit each other not under any circumstances. So, Romeo and Julius had to sneak around to see each other. It became a habit for then to visit each other during the night.

I wake up to the already horrible sound of the alarm, I already detest the clock that lies on my nightstand next to my bed, I reach out my hand and turn off the loud alarm that bothers me in my ears, I get up and go quickly to the I bathe to take a shower, the water falling on me makes me relax, when I leave I dress quickly, I comb my hair, when I see the time I am surprised how quickly the time has passed, I was late, I leave the building in a hurry and I go quickly to the bus stop, I am going to cross the street but because I am in a hurry I do not pay attention and a car hits me, I fall on the pavement feeling as if something is breaking inside me and before losing consciousness the perso