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 OliverMots clés 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 OliverMots clés paranormal-romance young-adult werewolves
You make this sound like a chore for you, like a job. This...," he pressed his fingers to my heart, "it's about love for me--undying, unwavering, unrelenting love. A love that won't let me move on, it won't let me get over you. I don't want to focus on the sickness that could replace you in my heart. I don't want to think of what will happen if I stop fighting for you, for us. But, sometimes I feel like I'm alone in this fight.
Jordan DeenMots clés paranormal-romance werewolves
Some of the fae have an odd idea of bride send-offs," he explained "including, according to Zee, kidnapping." "I forgot about that." And I was appalled because I knew better. "Bran and Samuel are probably more of a danger than any of the fae," I told him. "Someday, I'll tell you about some of the more spectaculare wedding antics Samuel's told me about." Some of them made kidnapping look mild.
Patricia BriggsMots clés adam weddings werewolves fae mercedes
Tolerence ought to be humanities community and knowledge should be an individuals goal.
Clarrissa Lee MoonMots clés paranormal-romance vampires paranormal astral werewolves paranormal-action
A warrior knows death is always a hair's breadth away, but he doesn't dwell on the possibility of his death when he goes into battle. A warrior just fights. He fights to protect his family, his home, his people, himself, and often, the good of man. The wolf never gives a passing thought to the possibility of his death. For the wolf, he will fight to the end if need be, solely to defend his territory. Neither of these things are necessarily a reason to enter into battle when you are already weakened. They just are what they are. They live in a warrior's heart, in a wolf's heart. And both, for me, are in my heart.
D.C. GraceMots clés paranormal-romance angels werewolves werewolf nephilim
My fur is silky, damn it.
Gena ShowalterMots clés humor werewolves riley
I’m sure all of that’s true. Especially the anal bit--Marshall’s always been an ass--but I don’t see how this is relevant, unless of course I’m mistaken, and you really are comparing me to a crumb that needs sweeping. - Shella
Krista AlastiMots clés fantasy funny werewolves urban-fantasy shifters dark-fantasy krista-alasti taming-shadows
You’re starting to look like you did before, and that’s not good because what you looked like was complete shit, so get up and go to bed so I can stop acting like your mother. I can already feel my balls starting to recede. And hey, does it look like I’m growing breasts? - Kye
Krista AlastiMots clés fantasy funny werewolves urban-fantasy shifters dark-fantasy krista-alasti taming-shadows
Don’t be hating on my peacock. It’s just not right. - Kye
Krista AlastiMots clés fantasy funny werewolves urban-fantasy shifters dark-fantasy krista-alasti taming-shadows
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