Witch Romance Novels & Stories

My nephew’s human best friend. The priest called for the vows, his voice strong, steady. Mike lifted his head, ready to declare his oath to the pack, to the wolves, to the forest itself. But my eyes were fixed. My wolf growled low, inside my chest - a demand, a need I hadn’t felt in decades. Shawn shifted. Just slightly—a laugh, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear. My pulse slammed. The world narrowed until it was just him and me. No fire. No pack. No ceremony. Just Shawn. And then it hit me with the force of unrequited longing.

They kissed so passionately which made the pack believe they loved each other. Vivian couldn't swallow the saliva in her mouth after the kiss. Micheal placed the crown on her head. She gave a laudable smile and forget about the saliva in her mouth. She swallows it as the pack bows themselves to the ground to salute the queen. The werewolves pledged their allegiance to serve and obey all her dictates. The Queen swings her right hand to the right, the pack stands from the bowing posture. She opens her mouth to speak while the pack keeps silent.

The walls were lined with deep red velvet curtains, and the floor was covered in a thick rug. The Alpha stepped aside, allowing me to enter. He pointed out the dressing table, the wardrobe, and the bed, all of which were covered in delicate lace and silk. “This is your room, Violet,” he said. “I’ve had new clothes made for you, so you can look your best.” I thanked the Alpha, and he left me to it. I took a warm bath and changed into the new clothes, feeling like a princess. As I lay in bed, I thought of Lucas and the way he had looked at me during the party. His eyes had been so full of admiration and warmth, and I couldn’t help but smile. I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of a future where L

When she did not find him, she drove to Entre Rios, but she did not find him either, neither in her stables, nor in her fields, that night she would rest in the old cabin she rented that distant day, when she was just a Mexican woman lost in the great province, and then she would go to continue with her business. That night it was raining, the drops were falling on the old sheet metal, they were playing music all over the place, Maria De La Cruz, turned off her cell phone, and prepared herself for her solitude, she prepared the bath tub, a glass of white wine, and relaxed, she fell asleep without noticing, suddenly in her dreams, she felt some strange footsteps walking through the corridors;

I whispered to myself while looking at the ring that he himself put on me on our wedding day. We've only been together for two weeks but this is already happening to both of us. We don't get along anymore. “Romance him . . .” And my father’s voice still lingers in my mind. How can I do that if he’s this cold to me right now? How can I romance him if he despise me so much? “How fucked up my life is, really.” I shook my head while leaning on the backrest of my swivel chair.

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

The passion blazed brighter as each caress received an answer. Lucas thrust. As he pushed his masculinity forward, Velia responded in kind. Collisions occurred. There was a slight pain, but Velia relished it. Lucas saw it clearly. It was not just the influence of the vodka he had just sipped. Impossible. It was inconceivable that his eyes could deceive him in witnessing this sight. Velia's face appeared flushed and surrendered. She was captivated and carried away, desiring more as Lucas could clearly feel what was happening. Velia underneath moved in harmony with the thrusts she received.

.” As the oldest wolf in the pack, Gaia explains, “We have all gathered here tonight, to witness the unification of the Alpha and his mate.” “A mating ritual between Luna Isabella Rosa Santacruz and Alpha King Dimitri Axel Castellan. Two different people—one a witch and the other a lycan—are bonded together to become mates by the moon goddess.Isabella Santacruz turned to me and smiled as she questioned, “Do you consider Dimitri Axel Castellan to be your soulmate, someone you will love, cherish, and defend?” “Yes, I do.” I smile, staring into my mate’s eyes. “Do you Dimitri Axel Castellan, take Isabella Rosa Santacruz to be your better half. To love, cherish and protect?” Gaia asked, now look

"We are married and bonded... My rightful place is with him. Whether that means he will come here or I will return to the werewolf kingdom or somewhere in between." Nicole swallowed. She had suspected that they were in love, but she hadn't expected that. "Have you... swapped blood?" Daphne frowned, "What?" "Werewolves have mating bonds," Nicole said, "A bite and consummation. The vampire version of that is a blood swap." Daphne's lips twitched. She was a little surprised that they had something like it, but not that it involved blood. "He... has drank my blood." Her eyes widened, "How did this.... Why?"

Warning: Some hot stuff ahead 😈 Nikki's POV "I love you!" He confessed looking deep into my eyes. "This is what exactly you wanted to hear. Isn't it?" He asked and I nodded absentmindedly. "In the beginning, I told you that Xaphan knights don't do anything until and unless it isn't profitable. Right?" I nodded again. My brain was still in haze with the kiss we have just shared. "Than how could I marry you without any profit?"