Romans and fairies and death dogs, oh my.
Dani HarperTags: paranormal-romance faery-paranormal-romance sexy-men
Rhys—if that was even his real name—either believed what he was saying or he was a prime candidate for an Oscar. Because try as Morgan might, she couldn’t see any evidence that he was lying. He had to be crazy then, but everything about the whole situation was insane. After all, she was standing in her front yard in her pajamas, holding a naked man at the point of a garden hoe. She’d taken assertive action when she’d seen him lying in the grass, assuming he was drunk or something. Well, she’d gotten the upper hand all right. Now what was she supposed to do with the guy?
Dani HarperTags: paranormal-romance faery-paranormal-romance sexy-men
The Tylwyth Teg were immortal beings, but the burden of living for endless millennia was often tedium. It was one reason that the Fair Ones tended to play terrible pranks upon mortals. Like bored children, they sprang upon the unwary, seeking diversion. So it had been when a weary Celtic warrior turned reluctant gladiator had fought his way to freedom at last. Wounded and near death, pursued by his former captors, he’d blundered straight into the territory of the Tylwyth Teg in the steep hills northwest of Isca Silurum….
Dani HarperTags: paranormal-romance faery-paranormal-romance sexy-men
Troy smiled down at her, and her heart jumped into her throat. The lights turned his skin colors. Red, green, blue. Glimpses of every shade of Troy, and they all looked good. The song ended, and the world seemed to stop, just her and Troy, standing in the middle of the floor.
Cindi MadsenTags: paranormal-romance magical-realism
I wanted to kiss you for a long time, and I decided that might be my only chance. I’ve been miserable ever since.” Troy ran his fingers along her jaw. “It was almost better when I didn’t know how it felt to kiss you.
Cindi MadsenTags: paranormal-romance magical-realism
She’d wanted Randall Parks from the moment her hormones kicked in. Her best friend, her guardian when things got rough, her knight in somewhat-rusted and dinged up armor—he wore many hats in her life and none more important than that of best friend.
Virginia NelsonTags: romance paranormal-romance ghost
Holyfuckingmancandy.
Virginia NelsonTags: romance paranormal-romance
Tugging her purse strap up on her arm, she headed for the
door. “You have my cell number. I’ll text you. If something goes
wrong and he pulls an axe, you’ll be the first person I call.”
Michelle groaned. “See, this is why I worry. The first person
you call is the police. Then you call me and tell me the authorities are
on their way and you’re hiding in a closet.”
“Yeah, ancient wooden closet door versus axe? And you call
me the illogical one?
Tags: paranormal-romance ghost-story
He responded by tsking before he caught both wrists in one hand. His free hand reached
into his back pocket. “Bianca, not everything is about sex.”
Pulling out cuffs, he yanked her wrists above her head.
“This is,” he added. “But not everything is.
Tags: romance paranormal-romance reapers
If Flynn hadn't known his older brother for the addicted, lying sack of shit he was, he might have believed the pain he saw in that gaze, might have trusted that Connor had finally seen the error of his ways and was going to change his life and step out of their father's shadow. But Connor usually only had an epiphany if it got him laid, increased his bank balance, or severely pissed off Rupert.
M.A. GrantTags: paranormal-romance werewolf shifter
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