Best Adult Fantasy Romance Books นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I liked novels in the fantasy genre and romance by the way, but ironically I liked to incorporate that into my hopeless romantic stance. In my teenage years, because I liked reading such romance books, I often believed that there was a handsome man who would love me so much and came to me like a handsome prince fetching his princess. Who adores me from head to toe, who's so madly in love with me. However in adulthood, I realized that I had to separate fantasy from reality. I can't rely on my fantasies because it'll be disappointing if they don't work out the way I want them to, like I did with Sebastian back then. Because of the novels I've read, I've come to see Sebastian like he's a perfec

But as I finally sat up and started cleaning the small mess I’d made, I heard it. The soft click of the door opening behind me. Before I could react, a large hand clamped over my mouth, muffling my scream. A powerful body pressed against my back, trapping me on the bed. “Seems I finally found the naughty little thing who’s been sneaking into my room,” Lord Blackwood’s deep, dangerous voice whispered hotly against my ear. My blood ran cold. “You enjoy listening to me fuck other women, little maid?” His free hand slid down my body, gripping my hip possessively. “Then perhaps it’s time you learn what it feels like to be the one beneath me.”

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

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Every time I brought up another dark romance, another obscure vampire lore theory, another fantasy where the heroine begged to be drained while she came undone, they would groan and roll their eyes. “Elena, for fuck’s sake, you need to get properly fucked by a living, breathing man instead of jerking off to fictional undead dick,” my best friend had laughed the last time. But she didn’t understand. Nothing—no toy, no lover, no late-night fling—had ever come close to the aching, throbbing need that vampire fantasies stirred in me. The surrender. The possession. The exquisite terror of giving your blood, your body, and perhaps even your soul to something far older and more powerful than you.

He kissed me hard, his tongue pushing into my mouth, and pleasure rippled through my body like a wave. I kissed him back immediately, my hand reaching up to grip his arm. His lips tasted amazing on mine. He broke the kiss and pushed me back down onto the cushions. His hands grabbed my hips, raising my ass a little higher, and then he thrust into me again, slower this time. He dragged his cock against my inner walls with deliberate slowness, scraping along every sensitive ridge inside me, and I moaned loudly. It felt good. So good. This was better than I had ever imagined, better than any fantasy I’d played out in my head late at night when I couldn’t sleep.

“So, you feel that thing between us? I’m not just some oversexed teenager?” Godwin chuckled. “Fairies between the ages of sixteen and thirty-five emit a pheromone that acts like a sex magnet. Whenever a male and female get together, their energy causes sparks to fly. I’m over a century old, so I’m able to resist if I want to.” “Try having two fairies emitting that energy at an age when they’ve yet to learn to resist and they’ve been drinking besides,” my mother said. “Yes,” Kenton agreed.

It is undoubtedly old, and the spine is now gradually falling. "It's my favorite classic romance novel. Although I was looking for a classic fantasy book here, that one attracted my eye." "I'm not a big fan of romance—" She cut me off, "I'm the same way! Fantasy is my favorite genre. But don't worry, because once you read it, you won't have any regrets, and you'll even thank Sierra McCarthy for recommending such a treasure to you!," She exclaimed, winking at me.

A/N Thank you for your continued support. Hope you enjoyed this short, completed and simple love story. Just a feel good romance, where there aren't any villains, only misunderstandings and a lot of loving. A list of books I have written: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Alpha's Chance At Love (Werewolf Romance) A reminder that all my books are mature. I accept constructive criticism, bullying in any forms is unacceptable.

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.