Showing results for "Fate" in Romance

Dr. Miranda Hayes never anticipated finding herself in a relationship with a woman, but her undeniable attraction to Lane Remington was too powerful to resist. As she surrenders to this unexpected connection, Miranda is forced to confront new facets of her identity. Is this newfound attraction to women just a passing curiosity, or is it the start of something more profound? And as she peels back the layers of Lane's carefully constructed facade, what truths will she uncover, and how will they shape her choices?

When did fake-then-real dating an ancient vampire become the easy part? Casimir’s ridiculously sweet now that he’s conquered “the art of the flirt,” as he calls it. He tries hard to fit in with my family—if we forget about those silly threatening chocolates he sent my father—and he even makes me popcorn… okay, he tried. I know, I know, I’m just bragging at this point.

Fenric Feralas has a problem—either agree to assassinate the Necromancer of Boston, or lose his head. Taking the job under duress, Fenric heads right to the Necromancer and hopes to exchange what he knows for information about two old friends—only to come face to face with one of them in the midst of another assassination attempt. Cian Brennan is not expecting to see Fenric—they last parted under extreme circumstances, at the dawn of a war that nearly killed Rory, and managed to drive Cian mad. Cian committed several murders while not in his right mind, and he'll be paying for it.

Now I'm in the worst place of all: behind a dumpster as someone is murdered. If I get caught, it won't be as simple as finding a new school or another position, I'll be dead. So what do I do? I shift into my cat form and crawl underneath the dumpster, hoping for the best.

My soul mate is my natural enemy. Or close enough. He's a vampire and I'm a wolf. Our kinds are at war. A centuries-old blood war. I can't stay away from him. I hate him, but I want him. Our love is a standoff. For every inch I take, he pushes a mile.

Hundreds of years after the progenitors visited Mater Terra and ruined everything, their long-lost omega has been discovered, and he wants nothing to do with taking over planets. He wants to raise his son, make more babies, and live in peace. Honestly? Can. Relate. But as a mostly human hybreed, I lack the parts to do so—but not for long. Change is coming, and so is a new Progenitor who smells divine, but I don't love him. The man I love is dying, and I'd do anything to keep him with me just a little longer.

Some people are born lucky. Then there’s me, destined to be loved by the man who knows my darkest secret. My gift has followed me my entire life—the ability to see the threads of fate. I can see the red thread tying together two people destined to love one another. But my gift has another side to it. A darker side. I can also see a simple black thread tied to the fingers of those who aren’t aware of it, connecting them to the person destined to kill them. And when I look down at my own finger, I can see the red thread stretched over to Bishop King.

Grace has it all. At least she did until a moment of indiscretion threatened to destroy her career. With everything in London at stake and her fate in the Board’s hands, she escapes to her Aunt’s house in the Lake District—the perfect place to hide from her secrets and to get some much-needed peace and quiet. But Duckton-by-Dale is nothing like she remembered and she certainly didn’t expect to be attracted to her new neighbor, Harriet. But then she also didn’t expect her world to be turned upside down by the quirky ensemble of villagers who plot to give love a helping hand.

Former Primrose Pack member Jason Black happily accepted his role as beta in the new Regent's Hill pack, knowing that merging the two was the best decision for everyone involved. Daryl Easton is loyal and honest, but wary of change. The joining of the two packs wasn't his preferred outcome, and he's struggling to see all the newcomers as pack, including those now working alongside him.

N01-5-2, Vil, has lived four hundred years as a second-class citizen, a reptilian hybrid created from creatures from the stars who left as mysteriously as they came. Worshiped like gods, the ancient progenitors advanced humanity with gene therapy, which became their downfall, as the very DNA they relied on poisoned them. Relegated to traveling the galaxy with his ragtag reptilian crew, they set course to an abandoned military base on an old asteroid and find something the progenitors shouldn't have left behind frozen in wait.