Erotic Fairy Tales Novels & Stories

“Like… what kind? Praise or Fifty Shades?” He smiled. “Never read either of them. I want someone to please. With pain. With pleasure. Safely. Consensually. Not at your place. Not at mine. Neutral ground. A place called Fantasies.” I licked my lips. He made it sound tempting. I wasn’t that kind of woman. At least I didn't think I was. “That’s a very generous offer, but—”

The only ones who had some resistance were those infertile and sterilized women who did not give in to their pheromones, one of them created her. Even so, one day she seduced one of them, and with that she had sex with a scientist, discovered the whereabouts of the person who idealized her, and so, fleeing in a ship, she invaded the castle, using her pheromones, that king wearing armor all over his body, she never expected that he was equal or worse than her. When the man pretended to surrender to her charms, when they had sex, she would stab him, but he tore out her heart, thus beginning her life as his mercenary and slave.

I hovered over her, watching her wake. All the elixir, even liquor and the aphrodisiac that I gave her did not last long and there was no mark on her soft skin as there should have been, besides their bodies, their hands in sets, joined to face his strength, amidst the thunderous strength of their bodies. All the strange things that could happen, the excitement, the desire, the strength, all the willingness, with the energy that would come and go, with the advancement of their bodies. Perhaps burlesque dancers had secret powers.

PART ONE: Eve a beautiful virgin milkmaiden enters another realm which is ruled by three supernatural kings, Aron a vampire, Alexander an incubus prince, and Caspian an alpha prince, they become obsessed with her blood, milk, and her lower lips, they decide to share her and force her to marry them **************** As soon as Eve crossed into the shimmering portal, the Kingdom of the Triple Crown materialized around her, stark and primal. She had only blinked twice when her feet planted on cold, wet stones. The first figure materialized out of a swirl of brimstone—tall, pale, and haunting.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

I had so much time on my hands I could read every one of these books. I found three that sounded interesting then went to the cafe for a watermelon lemon water, I never heard of a drink like that before. I found a nice big chair on the outside patio and opened my first book. It immediately pulled me into the story. It was an action adventure that followed the life of a strong Beta devoted to his pack. He had to marry a fairy to bring more protection to his people. This book said fairies had magic that seeped out of their pores, making any submit to their wishes. It was a fictional tale so I wasn't sure if anything was true, but it was an exciting adventure.

And she was great with the children, all of whom clearly adored her. He was feeling very attracted to this woman, and not just on a physical level, though her sexual appeal was certainly getting stronger by the moment. He imagined her telling him fairy tales in bed…erotic ones…like Sheherazade, keeping her sultan entranced with her stories, making every night too good to miss. He’d like that. Very much. So how was he going to meet Princess Erin in an acceptable fashion? She could be married for all he knew, or attached to some guy she was in love with. Peter didn’t care for that thought one bit, quickly brushing it aside to concentrate on what tactic would give him the result he wanted.

My eyes darted between the two of them, their conversation was weird but I know one thing for sure, that Tyramon, Aethelfrith and Leon brought the fairy into this Realm knowly. "Meaning, you two know the fairy," I said, my hands across my chest. "A vampire and a fairy love is a taboo and must not repeat itself," Rosa read out. "Why do you keep seeing these books?" Katrina chuckled, we glared at her and she kept quiet. "Repeat itself? Meaning there was a love story between a fairy and a vampire, Rosa please read on," Tyramon said.

And once the line is crossed, there will be no turning back. But Gracie’s story is only the beginning. This book unlocks a collection of raw, taboo-driven erotic tales—each one more daring, more dangerous, and more intoxicating than the last. For readers who crave the forbidden, who ache for the edge where desire blurs with darkness, this is your invitation. Enjoy reading.. *************

The Fairies were indeed born with natural charm magic. “Stop teasing him, Keefe. We've come for urgent business to handle," complained Edmund, who realized that Keefe was emitting an alluring scent from his body. The scent could entice a man or woman to submit and adore Keefe. The scent had a pheromone-like effect, making other creatures who breathe it adored and had a crush on the scent owner. It was one of the innate powers he had. Only the dragons were not affected by the fairy's alluring power.