Best Fantasy Romance Novels For Adults Novels & Stories

Cautiously she picked the book up, ‘Rules For Immortals’ She read out loud and sat in the chair opening the first page she began to read and was soon engrossed. In the shadows her Mother watched her eyes soft with love, ‘With eighteen years Your time is come Enchantress rise Thy powers hard won Girl to woman Memories held deep The locket will open No tears to weep The spell now broken All locks are open Find your Beast Beauty Love’s kiss your only duty’

he asked, his silver eyes searching my face with concern. “I’m fine,” I lied, even though I was very much not fine. Because the truth was, while Kael’s kiss was nice and sweet and everything a kiss should be, it didn’t make me feel the way Nathan’s kiss had. There was no fire burning through my veins, no desperate aching need that made me want to rip his clothes off. It was pleasant but not consuming, he was supposed to be my mate, it should be intense with keal not Nathan. And that realization made me feel horrible because I cared about Kael, I really did.

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.

At Ava’s bra which barely contained her massive tits, Liam’s undone jeans, Ethan’s bare chest and heavy briefs. “It’s my deepest, dirtiest fantasy. I want…I want in.” Liam’s eyes darkened. He sat up, easing Ava off his lap with gentle hands. He crossed the room in two strides, stopping close enough that I smelled cedar and heat. His thumb bruId a melting snowflake from my jaw. “Then let tonight be the story you keep for yourself,” he said. “No readers. Just us.” Ava was already moving, bare feet silent. I stopped behind me, fingers tugging the hem of my sweater. “Arms up.”

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“You're submissive? Like 50 Shades of Grey submissive stuff?” That movie was really hot. Maybe this would be fun. Maybe he’d be less of a creeper than that guy. He was already way sexier. Everything he did made me want to drag him home to fill my desperate pussy. “No, that story was written by a woman who had no understanding of the world that I live in. I am a dominant, not a sadist, and she was neither. I don’t have stupid rules about not touching me or sleeping with me. I simply enjoy having a woman that is unable to say, ‘no’ to me. If she does, she gets punished, which I also enjoy to some degree.

His tongue invades my mouth, and I melt against him, my body singing under his touch. The bond between us roars to life, an inferno of need, and I feel him, his desire, his fury, his terrifying, all-consuming love. Then A hand fists in my hair. Dominic wrenches me back, breaking the kiss. Adrian snarls, but Dominic ignores him, his gaze locked onto mine. He whispers in my ear "You don’t just belong to him, little wolf." His free hand slides down my chest, his fingers brushing the lightning mark. The contact sends a jolt through me, my nipples tightening painfully. "You belong to me too."

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He looked like a man who could destroy a home with one thrust. She opened the door before he could even knock. He stepped inside, the scent of expensive cologne and leather filling the hallway. He reached for her waist, his large hands sliding over the silk of her robe, but Flora stepped back just an inch. "No games tonight, Dax," she whispered, her voice sharp with need. "I didn't pay for romance. I didn't pay for you to whisper in my ear or touch me for an hour before the main event. I hate foreplay. I want you to take me. Right here. Right now."

Jasmine's life takes an unexpected turn when she swaps books with Robin Nasir, the popular and wealthy boy at Coastal Field Royal. She visits his mansion to retrieve her irreplaceable first edition of Pride and Prejudice, but finds herself drawn into an intense and passionate encounter. ************************* The library at Coastal Field Royal was a sanctuary of silence, its towering shelves lined with leather-bound tomes and the faint scent of aged paper. It was here, amidst the hushed whispers of knowledge, that Jasmine’s life took an unexpected turn.