Ballantine Adult Fantasy Novels & Stories

Little pearls of water clung to his taught, tanned skin making him glisten under the dimmed amber lights of the chandelier. “Oh yea,” Bellamy raised an eyebrow as he noticed where Thea’s eyes were lingering. “What’s it about?” “It’s a reverse harem novel,” Thea smirked at him. Bellamy shot her a crooked grin. “I see how it is, are you wanting to add more players to the bench?” Thea’s breathe caught in her throat as a faint blush crept across her face. Shifting onto her hands and knees, she crawled across the bed, in an almost feline manner, until she reached where Bellamy stood watching her.

A faint, quiet smile touched my lips as the door clicked shut behind me. The suite was warm, smelling faintly of sweet vanilla and fresh linen. A bottle of expensive champagne rested in a silver ice bucket on the side table, two crystal flutes sitting beside it. Annabelle was already waiting for me in the center of the room. She was dressed in a sheer, ice-pink lace lingerie set that left almost nothing to the imagination. The delicate fabric strained against her full breasts, her tiny waist tapering down into thick, curved hips that spilled out over the thin straps of her panties.

My other hand joined the first and penetrated my pussy with two fingers. I was free to do or say anything I wanted. No one could see in and the doors were locked. I was breathing faster now. I looked around the room and moaned out “Ohhhhh, I wish someone was here to see me cum!” A new rush of excitement came over me as I said those naughty words. My fantasy turned back to Blake and I on the blanket in the maple grove. How he pounded into my virgin pussy again and again! I looked at his picture and put direct pressure on my hard clit.

"There's a bounty for her. Large enough to tempt even the noble." The Great Hall had never been quieter while also being this loud. Conversations continued at full volume. Laughter persisted. Goblets clinked. And beneath all of it, every ear angled towards Balen Bloodmoon like a field of flowers turning toward the sun, except the sun was discussing a bounty and the flowers were trained killers pretending to eat. "You fit the description of the woman," Balen continued, nonchalantly. "Actually, you exceed it." "Me? Oh no — just a plain grey wolf, I'm afraid."

“We agreed not to allow another woman from Muzagah to be sacrificed to the gods of the Suramite to pacify them for Habeb’s sins. We believed that the gods will destroy us if we grant the prince his request. Believe me, my son; I cannot wish to achieve wealth by sacrificing sweet Banabella to Moguzule, that merciless god. Never! She is my daughter. Later, we called out the six girls to spot out the genuine one. It was an easy task. The girls gathered themselves shyly and stood before us for scrutiny. Banabella stepped out. At first, she tried prevaricating; but when scolded by the King to speak only the truth, she said things that were similar to what the prince had said. There were no contra

Her breath caught instantly. An enormous black castle stood beneath the stormy sky, towering over the mountains like something built by nightmares themselves.Dark silver flames burned along the walls,Huge wolf statues guarded the entrance and above everything flew the royal banner of the Lycan kingdom. Kael noticed the fear in her expression. You're Welcome to Shadowcrestn he said quietly.Ariana stared at the castle while dread slowly tightened around her chest Because deep inside,She realized something horrifying,Ashthorn Pack had been a prison but this place?

As secrets surface and desire ignites, she’s caught between a man she should fear and a passion she can’t ignore. The deeper she falls into Alexander’s world, the harder it becomes to tell whether he’s her captor… or her only chance at survival. Dark. Addictive. Explosive. Blood & Oath is a gripping mafia romance about loyalty, revenge, and a love so fierce it might just destroy them both. CHARACTERS. Alexander Valente (32 years): Lex Malakai Valente: brother (25 years) Roman Valente: brother (30 years) Juliana Casco (25 years): Jul

Still, everything he was saying unnerved and excited every fiber of my being in the same instant. I knew it was foolish. I also knew I couldn’t possibly take another round, yet here I was, winding my body with his, begging without words for him to keep going. Until this moment, I’d chalked up the romance novels I read to fantasy. Ludicrous notions of perfection that no one could achieve outside their dreams. There’s always something. A cough, a fart, even hair in the worst possible place—something jarring the all-consuming sensations back to realism. But this? This wasn’t that. He wasn’t that.

They fought, and Gabby accidentally fell off the balcony. Suspicions also suggest that she was responsible for the attempts on Camille's brother's life, given her interest in Camille’s father's company. Now one question lingers: If she's responsible for Fabrice's attack, could she be behind my father's death? Or is Fabrice still somehow involved? The questions swirl relentlessly, leaving me sighing heavily as I glance toward the house. The shutters are still up, an anomaly for Scarlett, especially when she’s alone. Darkness makes her uneasy, and she closes the shutters as soon as night falls.

I took a deep breath and let him explore. As his fingers touched my belly button, I began to writhe a little bit. My body suddenly relaxed as I realized I could trust Andrew. He would never hurt me. A surge of excitement rushed through me, sending tingles from my scalp down to my toes. I moaned softly. I couldn't help it! I was so turned on. His fingers reached the top of my panties, tracing the elastic band. He kept moving down, over the underwear, to my delicate flower.