Young Adult Paranormal Romance Novels & Stories

Writes romance fiction from YA to adult, contemporary to fantasy. Most Kage stories lean more toward the lighter, sillier side with a couple meaningful moments thrown in. Focuses more on entertainment value and emotional impact. Lives with hubby, two daughters, cat Holly, and nine cuckoo clocks in southeast Kansas, USA. Farm girl. Parents were dairy farmers. Was youngest of eight. Big family. Day job as a library assistant. Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can't decide). Justice League

One minute, two minutes pass. I blink and then my jaw drops when his words register. My brows fly into my hairline and I wait for Dane to laugh and tell me this is a joke. This only happens in dark romance books, or even better, paranormal romance books. This is the part where I squeal and kick my legs on the bed. No way this is seriously happening. But the longer I stare at Dane, the longer I realize this is actually fucking happening. He doesn’t lift his arm and motion me closer. I swallow when he doesn’t chuckle and tell me to hurry my sweet little ass over to him.

“We’ve all played the game of love, child. It's as good as a game of chance most times, played until you decide that you don't want to play anymore and are better off alone, or you find the one person who fits the person you want, or you're so scared to be alone that just anybody is fine by your standards. Ron was unlucky to not be the one you wanted, and if he was any more experienced in this game, he would have seen that and gone.” “What about the Moon Goddess? She chooses your mate, doesn't she?” “That's what more religious werewolves would like to say. Not me.” He finished, changing the topic of discussion. “Why did you come to the waiting room?” Jenny was instantly reminded of why she h

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

They lived in this huge bubble, not knowing – or caring – about people like us. My own life felt like two separate books. One was Maeve Briggs, high school senior, trying to keep up her grades and pretend everything was normal. The other was "Eve," the girl with the dark wig and fake ID, dancing on a small stage downtown. That was the book I kept hidden, guarded with my life. It was a secret I'd die before anyone found out. Especially Mom. And Jasper. And Nova, my best friend, who thought my nights were spent studying or binge watching shows.

Stella, an 18-year-old college student, was bored and horny. She had always been fascinated by the occult and decided to try her hand at summoning a demon for some much-needed sexual gratification. Armed with a dusty old tome she had found at a thrift store, she set up candles, drew pentagrams, and began chanting the incantation.

And when they arrived, Nina would be waiting, ready to welcome them into her dark embrace, forever entwined in the haunting cycle of horror and lust. THE END. THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

“Then he remembered the look in her eyes. He could tell she was still very young, but she was undeniably attractive. Even though she looked unkept and beaten, one could not deny that she was a beautiful girl. He stood up from his desk and went towards the door, but as soon as his hand touched the doornob, he paused. “She'll want to rest” He thought and dropped his hand. Just as he was walking back to his desk, his door found open and he turned to see who it was. “Yo!! I still can't believe you actually found her”. Simon said and Urian sighed before going to sit on the couch instead as he was very sure this brother of his was definitely not leaving now. Unlike Urian, Simon was a plain lycan.

Soon she closed her eyes letting the darkness consume her. Damon was still busy in ruining her lips. But soon when he felt no struggling beneath him. He broke the kiss and looked at the unconscious girl... Her condition was clearly showing that she's not used to it but his mind just kept on rejecting the thought of him being her first kiss. He was also breathing heavily...

If she really was a hybrid, it would be the last place I would think she would be. I heard footsteps approaching so I turned and watched the door open. Gurtar came in followed by…my breath hitched. The girl had dark curly auburn hair that was messily pulled back. She was dressed in literal rags, and her face was dirty and pale. She was clearly underweight and looked fragile. Despite this, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on. A strange feeling stirred within me. I had never felt like this before. My wolf made a desperate cry inside of me, and I knew he wanted her. I wanted her. Fuck. She was my mate. For a moment I just stood there looking and saying nothing. I was speech