Erotic Paranormal Books Novels & Stories

I sat on the chair and spread my legs open, I wore a flare skirt with nothing underneath. “Devil, be gone! Begone in the name of God!” he exclaimed, gripping the crucifix. His shoulders rose and fell rapidly, his jaw tight. I leaned back, watching him struggle, a low chuckle escaping me. The tension between us thickened, I spread my legs wider revealing my throbbing clit.” I know you dream of me in your hands father…I see you make stolen glances at me, I notice how sweetly you talk to me. Now come taste how sweet I am.” My fingers stroked the corners of my clit.

Her lips stretched painfully wide around one fat head while another slapped her face with wet, meaty thuds, smearing more precum everywhere. She looked disgusting - Beautiful 'n ruined. Marcus could smell it all, the sharp tang of sulfur mixed with the heavy musk of their demonic precum. His spiked cage bit deeper into his throbbing cock as he watched. Then the dark atmosphere shifted. A new figure materialized in the corner of the room. A woman. A witch. Tall, deathly pale skin, long black hair floating as if underwater, blood-red eyes, and full cruel lips. She held a twisted bone wand that sparked with red lightning. Her beauty was terrifying; the kind that made you want to run and addicti

I had assumed it had nothing to do with me in the past, but now, I had been thrown into the mix, so I had no other choice than to find out what the hell was going on. No matter what it would take. *** “I’ve read both books, and I can assure you. If you’re looking for paranormal romance that will leave you biting your nails at the edge of your seat, it’s this one, but if you’re looking for paranormal romance that will make you question your entire life’s choices and values, this one is your pick. They’re both equally great books,” I said to the lady I was attending to. She smiled at both books, thanked me and paid for both of them.

I was showered with offers for dates, but none of them gave me that tingle in my pussy that Eric next door did. I went to a seedy bookshop in the "wrong" part of town and bought a couple of erotic novels. I chose ones that were about husbands having affairs with younger women. As I read them in bed late at night I let my fingers play with my tits and my pussy and I brought myself to my very first orgasm. It was a wonderful discovery, but nothing like what the books described. I knew I needed a cock for that and the only cock I wanted sat between Eric Conner's legs.

I gasped, my body trembling as I was thrust into the depths of her experiences. I felt her pain as she was cut and prodded, the violation of her autonomy leaving me gasping for breath. But intertwined with the agony was the undeniable thrill of her awakening—her spirit reaching out, craving intimacy, even amidst the horror. The lines between us blurred as I surrendered to her, my body responding to her every whim. I could feel her desires surging through me, pulling me deeper into her world of chaos and ecstasy.

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

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He might kick me out and I would just die. “This is amazing,” I managed to whisper, still breathless at the sight. “You like it?” “Like it?” My amazement hung in my voice, and I spun on my heels to face Dante, who was leaning at the door. “Are you kidding me? I am in love with it. It’s like heaven on earth.” The corner of Dante’s lips twitched. “The best part is that more than half of the books are horror, thriller and paranormal.” “No fricken way!” My jaw dropped, and I held back the girlie squeal that hung in my throat. And I thought this place couldn’t get any better.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

That fucking diamond pattern from your cubicle, unmistakable, like a dirty little secret laid bare. Your mind spins, lust twisting into something darker. Could it be Sabrina? The thought’s a blade, sharp and hot, slicing through you. The idea that the goddess from the office, with her angelic smile and fuck-me eyes, could be this filthy little exhibitionist—it’s too much. You’re rock-hard, imagining her spread open in that cubicle, touching herself while you’re just feet away, clueless. Who the hell is Kat18, and how deep does this rabbit hole go? ****************