Western Romance Novels & Stories

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

Christina immediately stepped forward to help with the luggage, not forgetting to open the door to the front passenger seat for her. Yara threw herself at Matthew upon seeing that he had taken the initiative this time. “You’re so naughty for not giving me a call all this while!” With that, the car ignited, and in the backseat, Christina had goosebumps all over her throughout the journey. Indeed, women who were working in the entertainment industry were more open-minded as Yara ignored the assistant and leaned in close toward the man. “Darling, did you miss me?” He grinned before throwing a quick glance at the rearview mirror. “I do, I miss you every single night!”

XIMENA “Luna de la Trinidad.” I mumble softly as I see her eyes, they look like glowing marbles with swirls of amber and emerald in them and the power I feel from her wolf is something else entirely. “Nah, that can’t be.” I think to myself. That was just a bedtime story mom and dad used to tell us back in Costa Rica. Though this young woman, she feels powerful. Not like me, different, more ancient. “We have to find out more.” Xesara says. She’s more in awe with her wolf than anything else. “I know.” I tell her and focus on Adriana again.

I reveled in the warmth of his mouth as I shoved my tongue inside, his tongue sliding wetly against mine. He gave as good as he got. Xavier was really good with his mouth after all. Yet, for some reason, tonight felt different. And it was pissing me off. I wrenched my mouth away from his with a scowl. “What’s wrong?” Xavier panted, his eyebrows furrowed. His lips were a little swollen, his eyes dark with desire. His hair stuck up in some areas, where it was mussed up by my hands. He was a beautiful mess.

freak. Damien smiled wider. "Now you understand why I cannot remain mated to such a creature. I Damien Holden, Beta of Silver Creek Pack under the rule of Alpha Theodore reject you Laila Ashwood, as my mate. You are not worthy of any true werewolf." The rejection hit me like a physical blow. I felt something tear inside my chest, like my heart was being ripped in half. The pain was so bad I couldn't breathe. I fell to my knees in the dirt, clutching my chest.

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

Sometimes, I wondered if my father was alive, if he would ever love me or he would have joined my mother in her gimmicks. It took minutes before I realized that I had not even opened the first page of the boom and then it came clear that my mind was on Jasmine. My wolf was simply overjoyed and never wanted to leave. I could still see her smile, feel her warmth embrace and a lot of other things. But now,I really have to forget about Jasmine now till I'm sure she's really my fated mate and focus on my books. I have read a lot of book collections and they were mainly on paranormal, supernatural and mystical activities.

And little rascal is not here to disturb us. "Quit the stares"Vida said "Well I can't help it.You are exceptionally sexy tonight"I replied and she joined me on the bed I drew her close to me and I kissed her.I made her sit on my lap as we kissed. VIDA He pulled me close to him and we kissed.I was on his laps right now and the kiss was rough and hunger filled and I tried to keep up with him as he explored my mouth.He loosed the lingerie I had on leaving me naked .I ran my hands to his bare back and his hand cupped my breast as he trailed kisses down to in between my breast.He massaged my breast gently as I moaned.

The sound of crickets and chirping birds filled the air, creating a symphony of natural music. I took a deep breath, taking in the fresh scent of the blooming flowers that lined among the trees and shrubs, pushing back that scary thought of what I would face at the full moon festival. I shouldn't ruin the moment. "Let us go to our favorite river. It must be missing us. Remember, no one knows about that particular river. We found it ourselves." My wolf reminded me, and I zoomed in with no hesitation, throwing my head back in unrestrained laughter with my wolf.

But he feel like a breath of life I had been deprived of… "What is regression?" I mumble after a second of excruciating silence. He raised his head to detach himself from me, his eyes suddenly changing to his cruel indifference. I felt a sob stuck in my throat with the pain I felt. He pulled me up, offering an arm so I sat up. His hand extended to pick a cigar I hadn't noticed was on the coffee table. Inching closer, he turned to me, hardly leaving a breath distance between us. "Bodily changes Marriage happen in Pure Lycans. Virgin Female Lycans resemble humans, when a male binds her in matrimony her body changes. A week later she becomes equal to him once her body adapts."