You are meant for me, and I for you," Brandon whispered in my ear, and pressed his lips to my neck, sending more dreams of our future through me.
Jordan DeenMots clés werewolf-paranormal-romance
But, it was all true. I love you, more than my own life. More than anyone can humanly love anyone else. Every inch of you...I breathe you, everyday. I live only to be with you." Hearing him confessing his devotion, made every part of my body tingle.
Jordan DeenMots clés werewolf-paranormal-romance
His smile and beautiful green eyes drew me in and made my knees weak..."You know, my heart almost stopped when you kissed me.
Jordan DeenMots clés werewolf-paranormal-romance
Why can't you understand that I love you so much, that not being able to touch you hurts? I can't stand the fact that I can't get into your thoughts. Haventon is gone to you, but it's also gone to me. I miss it so much. It feels like my heart's been ripped out from my chest.
Jordan DeenMots clés werewolf-paranormal-romance
I pressed my lips to his and felt the addictive draw that everyone told me about. It was so much more enticing than anyone could have ever described.
Jordan DeenMots clés werewolf-paranormal-romance
You should go."
"I can't."
"Because you want to stare at the monster?" Alec's green eyes blaze, but with a wholly human fire now. "Or because you pity me?" I couldn't guess which possibility he loathes more.
I fold my arms. "I can't leave because the door's locked. Believe me, I would've gone hours ago if I could have."
"Oh. Of course." Then he looks so abashed--so boyish, and so handsome--that I almost want to laugh.
Mots clés humorous werewolf-paranormal-romance
She made a slow turn as she loosened her ponytail and shook her head; her hair streamed down her back like a glossy black waterfall. She finished her spin. Her focus landed on me, and the air caught in my throat. My Wolf stirred.
Clare.
Her body went rigid; her sultry gaze hardened as she stared at me.
Clare Walker. I'd know those moonlit eyes anywhere.
She ran and grabbed hold of the stage right pole. Her feet left the floor as she wrapped her legs around the brass and spun.
What in god's name is she doing working in a fucking strip club?
Mots clés werewolf-paranormal-romance werewolf-author
I took a deep breath and kept my focus fixed on her. "Making me chase you wouldn't be a good idea right now, flower," I stated, fully aware of my Wolf.
"No, it wouldn't, but you need to stay over there," she said firmly.
My brow furrowed. "Why?"
"Because, if you come near me, I will want to kiss you," she said, nibbling her lower lip the way I wanted to.
"Well good, because I want to kiss you too." I moved back the way I had come, and so did she. "Clare—"
"No, not good." She shook her head. "Kissing leads to touching, or grinding, or"—she shuddered as her energy suggestively brushed against mine— "or petting, and almost stripping.
Mots clés werewolf-paranormal-romance werewolf-author
He's a bully. I love bullies. They have such big, shiny red buttons to push.
Carrie VaughnMots clés bully werewolves bullies werewolf-paranormal-romance
Ridiculous! I couldn’t marry, mate, or whatever it entailed with Zane. He was a werewolf. With my assorted background
I was all for interracial relationships. Interspecies? — The jury was still out on that possibility.
Mots clés paranormal-romance vampires werewolves werewolf pnr werewolf-paranormal-romance
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