Best Romantic Fantasy Books 2024 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

- Taming Faye ( English & Taglish version) - Starved Passion ( English & Taglish version) - Her First Mistake - Sweet Bastard - Fire& Gasoline: When Spanks Flies Faster Than Sparks - Indebted To The Billionaire Alpha - Mated To The Kinky and Dominating Alpha I hope you read and enjoy. Thank you💜💜

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

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“Alex is your brother. I’m his wife. This… whatever this is… it’s wrong.” He stepped closer, crowding me against the counter without actually touching me. The scent of his body wash — fresh, masculine, with a hint of musk — filled my senses. “I know exactly who you are, Victoria. That’s what makes it so fucking tempting. You’re off-limits. Forbidden. And yet here you are, looking like every dirty fantasy I’ve had since the first time I saw you at Alex’s wedding.” I swallowed hard, my heart hammering against my ribs. “You’ve thought about me like that?”

Riven followed moments later, thrusting deep with a guttural groan, spilling inside her as his body tensed, mouth latching onto her neck in a possessive kiss. They stilled, entwined and spent, breaths syncing in the afterglow. The fire popped softly, casting their shadows long across the floor, a testament to the passion that had consumed the night. Liora rested against him, heart full, the revenge plot now intertwined with something deeper, more binding.

The novel lay open under her hands-wet, crumpled, dog‑eared. He looked at it, then at her. He pulled the book free with one hand, and his own wet fingers brushed between her thighs again, smart with urgency. "One more time?" he rasped. Claire stared at him-ache behind her eyes, voice hoarse. "Yes," she finally breathed. "One more time." He kissed her, deep and rough. Closed the book with his other hand-cover snapping shut with authority. She rode him one more time, skin slick, body trembling, pulses crashing as she came again-slow, powerful, echoing under the hush of books. Rowan groaned and came with her, feeding her tight until he fell forward, forearm over her back, his breath ragged.

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

And I'll gladly aid you in getting a magnificent orgasm. Magnificent orgasm stood out for me. It had me salivating for more. Hell, this Ryder could be a ghost for all I care! Had I ever thought of that? Instead I was consumed by how he intended to aid me in the erotic act. What if he was a gnome, or worst a one-eyed monster? I scoffed to myself. I should do well to stop reading all those horror fantasy books, they never do well to help me in my everyday life afterall. I ordered for a full mirror and it arrived later the following day which was a weekend. Placing it at the edge of the bedroom, positioned in a way that if one were to walk in, the first thing they noticed was the mirror.

Her brother, thankfully, was out with friends—some last-minute poker night. Good. She padded into the living room, heading straight for the bookshelf Adrian always hovered around. His collection was huge, but it was the bottom shelf she wanted—dark red spines, old bindings. Erotica, classic and poetic. She’d seen the way his eyes lingered on those books when he thought no one was watching. Her fingers brushed one of the worn covers: Venus in Furs. She smirked. Just as she was settling onto the couch with it—tucked into the far corner, legs curled beneath her—she heard a door open.

“Listen to you moaning like a whore in your own shop. Anyone walking by could hear how well you’re getting fucked.” The thought made me clench around him. “Don’t care. Harder. Please…” One hand reached around to wrap around my aching cock, stroking me in firm, fast pulls that matched his rhythm. “You feel so fucking good,” he panted, voice rough. “Squeezing my cock like that while your dick leaks all over my hand. This what you’ve been fantasizing about? Getting railed right here where you make everyone’s coffee?” “Every damn day,” I admitted between moans. “Wanted you to bend me over and use me since the first time you walked in. Fuck… your hand feels so good.”