Adventure Books For Men Novels & Stories

She'd have been in less of a state right now if it hadn't taken her two days to work up the courage to open it. She could still feel the way her heart rate quickened as she untied the brown craft string and gently tore at the seams of the paper. She recalled the confusion as she found herself staring at a shoebox for a pair of R.M. Williams Craftsman boots. Men's, size 10. "Peculiar...." she thought to herself as she lifted the lid of the box. Hidden under a few layers of tissue paper was a book she had never seen before. A lump formed in her throat as she inspected the cover—"Chance, Fate & Chocolate Cake: When Adventure Calls, Don't Hesitate. By Callum Buchanan." The author's name caused h

Long silver hair was tied loosely at his back, and his strange curled mustache made him look perpetually amused. But his eyes were sharp. “What would you like to read?” he asked calmly, as if we were not surrounded by shrill outrage. I looked at him directly. “Something adventurous,” I said without hesitation. “Maybe, a story about a girl who goes on an adventure and rises in life.” The laughter quieted. “Maybe she becomes the richest woman alive. A female merchant. Or a female knight.” My lips curved faintly. “Reading about women falling in love is boring especially when it’s always a prince or some flawless nobleman.”

His mouth formed an ‘O’ as he processed the information. “But it’s nothing like holding a book in your hand and getting lost in an adventure or romance novel.” I joked. “Oh, I have a few books if you want to pick some out and take them with you. For the journey.” “Really? That would be great!” I clapped my hands together in excitement about what new tales I could delve into. I ended up picking out three books. One was about a treasure hunt, the second was a collection of romance stories from around the realm based on Alpha’s finding their mates, and the third was based on historical figures and their relationships to their gods.

Something that made my pussy throb and swell the longer I stood there taking in the sight before me. Let me give you a little back story. The thing is my boyfriend is your “typical man of dreams”, the one who buys gifts, surprises you with flowers, is five minutes from time to pick you from work, vacations… you know… over performing in everything but sex! Now watching the same spineless man on all fours taking such huge massive black cocks… too many thoughts were running on my mind at the same time! One of which included, taking a turn on him and showing him just how much, I’d loved to be rimmed.

The thought of ramming his dick into his ass excited him so much he nearly came. “Wh—what do I do?” Evan asked, staring at him like a lost sheep. A sheep— yes that's what Evan was. Innocent looking, and vulnerable to predators—predators like himself. “Take your clothes off.” Daniel said, softly. Raking his eyes over Evan's clothed self, “Start from the top.”

Good thing Dad wouldn’t be back any time soon. I carried my phone to the living room, curled up on the couch and put on a romantic thriller that was supposed to be steamy but mostly just made me restless. As the couple on screen started tearing each other’s clothes off, my mind drifted. God, I wanted that. Not just a dildo or a voice on a call. A real dick. Thick, warm, attached to someone who would grab my hips and fuck me like he meant it. The kind of pounding that would leave me sore and dripping for days. But as long as I was stuck in this house, that was never going to happen. Dad’s rules were ironclad….no boys, no going out, barely any freedom. One wrong move and he would lock me down

I lay absolutely still, looking at the roof, my bottom lip quivering as I waited for what was coming next. Each breath I took was rough and thick, almost hurtful as it left behind a burning sensation like I’d been running. Then, I jumped as I felt his palm close around my cock, fondling the limp meat like it was a cat, gently and softly so that I couldn't help the shiver that crawled up my spine. “You really do not have a thing for men in you, huh?” He muttered but I heard him, letting my neck lie to the right as I looked away.

I bought so many books that I had to build a mini-library in the shop, and that's when Henry began to read them as well. But there was one thing I noticed about the books he was reading. It was always those "abandoned by the woman he loves, so the male lead gets revenge by getting stronger," type. People, in my opinion, read novels that describe a tale that is similar yet wildly different from their own. People who want to fall in love read romance novels, while those who want to be adventurous read adventure tag books. So I had a feeling. "Say, Henry, have you been rejected by your crush or something?" As soon as I asked, Henry had the book in his hands.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *

I asked, seeing that he lingered longer around my bookshelf. “I have not picked a choice yet, they all seem interesting,” he said, turning to me. “Do you want me to give you a recommendation?” I asked. “Sure, I will like that,” he answered. “What kind of stories do you enjoy? Adventure, mystery, or maybe something about Romance?” Nathan’s eyes lit up. “Adventure stories are my favorite! I love reading about daring heroes and exciting adventures .” “You see that book over there,” I asked, pointing to the green book on the shelf. “That used to be my favorite book as a child and I'm sure you will love it too,”