Nathaniel Strider could never love. He's obviously discovered early on that girls' hearts were vulnerable and all a lad needed was a penetrating gaze and a disarming smile and the world was at his feet.
Tess OliverTags: paranormal-romance young-adult werewolves
I fell back into my favorite chair and tucked my hands between my knees to stop them from shaking. I sucked in a deep breath, held it, and marveled at my own transformation into a ridiculous ninny.
Tess OliverTags: paranormal-romance young-adult werewolves
I don't know how it happened. Through the din of the crowd, I heard this tiny scream. As small and distant as it was, it was like thunder in my head.' He looked up at me. Some of the blood had drained from his face making the dark circles under his eyes more pronounced. 'I knew it was you. I don't know how or why, but I knew it was you.
Tess OliverTags: paranormal-romance young-adult werewolves
Hell won't be so bad, you know. After all, I'll be there to keep you company.
Tess OliverTags: paranormal-romance young-adult werewolves
My mind argued with itself about whether to adhere to proper etiquette or whether to fling aside all modesty and throw my arms around him. My feet chose the latter before my mind had a chance to settle it. I flew off the stool and landed in his embrace. Freezing rain drenched his coat and shirt. His arms wrapped around me tighter, and there was nothing so right as being pressed against Nathaniel Strider.
Tess OliverTags: paranormal-romance young-adult werewolves
He looked down at my fingers wrapped around his coat then lifted his eyes to mine. 'My tiny huntress, do you know what you've done to me?
Tess OliverTags: paranormal-romance young-adult werewolves
Have you ever met someone for the first time, but in your heart you feel as if you’ve met them before?
JoAnne KenrickTags: paranormal-romance mystery suspense contemporary vampire reincarnation past-lives soul-mates gypsy mullo when-a-mullo-loves-a-woman mulo liverpool
He's like six hundred years younger than you are. I refuse to be the moral compass of our cell! Most weekends I have an intoxispell bong attached to my mouth like a respirator. I love scatological humor, and I list 'pranks involving nuclear waste' and 'making demons eat things' as my hobbies.
Kresley ColeTags: paranormal-romance immortals-after-dark lore valkyrie berserker regin-the-radiant dreams-of-a-dark-warrior kresley-cole aidan-the-fierce dark-fey natalya
She ignored his feverish, sweaty skin, his violent trembles, and she kissed him. As he passionately held her against him, the whole world disappeared. It was just him. It had always been him.
allie burkeTags: paranormal-romance
Elias could not have prepared himself for the moment that he walked into that cottage and laid his eyes on her. Her emerald green eyes--the way they gazed upon him like there were no surroundings or time or sounds to distract her, like he was all that existed.
allie burkeTags: paranormal-romance
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