Witchy Romance Books Novels & Stories

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

I breathed, setting the glass down fast. Julian moved without hesitation. His big hands grabbed my waist, fingers digging into the soft curve there to steady me. The touch burned right through the robe. “Easy, Lydia,” he murmured, but he didn’t let go. His thumbs stroked up and down, brushing the underside of my tits where the robe had fallen open. My pussy clenched hard at the contact, a fresh rush of slick heat dripping down my thighs. I looked up at him, breathing fast. “I don’t want you to stop,” I whispered. “I’ve been losing my mind wanting this.”

he murmured, voice low, unshakable as he crashed his mouth unto hers, Her body arched against his, scales scrambling up to the surface, heating under his palms. His lips trailed fire down her throat, his teeth grazing the edge of her pulse. Her fingers raked his back, not to wound but to anchor. Their breaths tangled, harsh and hungry. It was primal, consuming. His Alpha pheromones wrapped around her scent—ripe persimmon—like chains, and she welcomed them. Her dragon core burned hotter, lightning dancing across her skin as his hands claimed her hips, pressing her closer. His fingers slid between her folds—hot and slick. She moaned causing a stir in his groin. He ground against her as he laid

My cheeks burned with barely contained anger. “But for real, it’s being wasted on Scheur,” Margo said. She never hid her past relationships with werewolves. “If it was me, I wouldn’t just try to date him — I’d use him to better my life. He’s rich. Raise your power while you can.” “Nah, you’re telling the wrong person,” someone else said. “Scheur is too much of a goody-two-shoes to do anything.” More giggles. I stood up, took my tray, and walked away without answering.

“Are you sure you want to use this transformation serum?” Edna grabbed Allure’s wrist, stopping her from drinking the contents of the vial. “I mean, Prince Regan has never met Lily. So, it’s impossible that he would recognise her. Even if he does, that Lycan Prince won’t mind the swap. After all, being married to the legitimate daughter of Alpha Rhysand is more profitable than marrying the daughter of a maid. Why go to such lengths just for the sake of a political marriage?”

Was it destiny, or was there something more in motion? Dive into their story to uncover the answers. HIS MISTRESS SECRET - MOON CALLED SERIES. #werewolf #alpha #Mistress #secrets #witches #suprernatural #urban #fantasy "When the act of saving reveals a world of secrets, the journey ahead becomes a collision of hearts and hidden truths." Dr. Hazel Colton, a kind-hearted woman dreaming of love and family, never expected to encounter Wyatt Romano, an alpha known for his cold and ruthless nature. Their lives collide one dark night when Hazel saves Wyatt’s life, only to uncover a world of wolf secrets she never imagined.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

For just a second, I caught a glimpse of pain flickering across his face before it vanished behind his usual icy facade. "The wedding's next month," he said. "Nora needs a bridesmaid." Nora Hunter. The girl who had shown up out of the blue three months ago, 20 and all sunshine with her blonde hair and blue eyes, clueless about the shadows in the world. Francis had welcomed her into the mansion, showered her with jewels, and paraded her around at every high-society event. Francis kept whispering sweet nothings to me, even as he was gearing up to marry someone else.

But with them around, I didn't know if I could keep that promise. “Yes,” Mitch said in a rough voice. “Say you want us, sister.” I should have pushed them all away. I should have run back upstairs. But the heat in their eyes, the way their bodies boxed me in, and the thick, syrupy tension in the air melted my resistance. And I was so aroused. I could already feel myself growing wet. Hans's hand slid from my arm, over my shoulder, until his fingers tangled in my hair. He pulled gently, angling my head back, and said, “Say it, Yassy.”

Her heart pounded in her chest, a rhythmic drumbeat echoing through her ears. Anna's breath hitched as she felt his fingers trace the curve of her spine, sending shivers of anticipation skittering across her skin. She gasped as he cupped her @ss, his thumbs brushing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. He leaned in, his breath hot on her ear as he whispered, "Read the book, Anna. Read it while I fvck you." She reached out, her fingers brushing the hard cover of the book. "The witch's heart is a secret," She tried to focus on the words, but her mind was a chaotic as Xandros' fingers ghosted over her clit. A shudder ran down her body.