Fae Romance Books Novels & Stories

I frowned as I could see no sign of him. “What does it matter? Scurried off to some hole, I am sure.” Rivyn took my hand, drawing me back to the shelves I had come from. He plucked a book at random from the shelf. “Here, try this one,” he said, and guided me back to the table before returning to his seat and the book he studied. I opened the book to the first page. The elegant script introduced the book as being written by a man who claimed to have lived amongst the Fae, and from his experience in the Fae Court had taken a collection of hearth stories and told the truth behind them.

Distractedly, I left the book I wanted to pull behind and walked towards the table. Lily’s light scent of flowers hung in the air, and instinctively I just knew that was where she had been researching the day before. Curiously, I looked at the books on the table. One of them looked older than the rest. It’s pages were already yellowed and a corner looked burned off. With a frown, I held the thick back of the book and closed it to see the cover. FAE: The primals in human skin. Goosebumps rose along my arms and I shivered as I read the title.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

“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.

“Maybe you're more of a romantic than I am Christian.” I wasn’t. I doubted there was a genuinely romantic bone in my body but if that’s what she wanted to believe then I would let her. I doubted what I felt for her could ever be called love. “Just say yes-” There was hesitation in her eyes, but I knew I had her. It had been easy. So damn easy actually. “How long?” “Until-” I lowered my face to hers. “You tell me you want to go home without the lust and need in your eyes. A few days at least, weeks. Longer hopefully. I would like to show you the sights. Explore with you-”

A woman separated herself from a clique of fae, her swaying walk and bedroom eyes locked on Jayce. The Prince next to her stiffened, sketching a small bow to the approaching fae. She was beautiful, all high cheekbones and sex appeal. Her dress, made of what appeared to be strategically placed holly leaves, barely covered her. One wrong move and she would be baring more than just her skin to the crowd around them. On anyone else, the dress would be indecent at best. "Aoife." Jayce's voice was stilted, the name sounding more like a curse. "It is a pleasure to have you here. I thought you would not be returning from the Summer Court for several weeks."

Katniss scoffs, standing up and checking the window. ‘He promised to save Olivia and me if we work with him,’ I tell her, my fingers moving sharply. I tell her everything he said to me about Olivia having not awoken her Fae energy, about King Sven being a Fae, and him also being my sister’s mate. “No fucking way,” Katniss says once I finish telling her. She turns around to face me. “This would be the bomb of the millennium if it’s true, but I am sure it isn’t because Faes are pretty distinct.”

But I didn't get a chance to call it out when she continued . “I stumbled upon this book the other day. By mistake, obviously. I thought it was a theological study on ‘Fellowship,’ but it was actually this incredibly sappy romance story about two childhood best friends who fall in love after they made a promise to marry each other if they were still single by thirty.” She let out what sounded like a nervous, high-pitched giggle. “They were very scandalous scenes in the book, Leon,” Rose murmured in a low voice. “Their…sexual escapades were so vividly described I couldn't stop blushing, but I couldn't stop reading either.” She laughed again.

She moved her fingers to every book in the shelves but stopped as her eyes were stuck with something. "What?! This book," Kathy exclaimed as she picked one of the books and examined it. "How come it's here? Is Aaron fond of reading fiction and contemporary romance? How come?" Kathy inquired as she couldn't understand that the bad - to - the - bone devil will read such kind of novels. It's not realistic to think about.

"Our new library whore. Bet Josh never made you feel like this. He does not know how to handle a slut properly." They passed me between them. I licked each girl's pussy in turn while the others tormented my holes. Tara climbed onto the table next. Her pussy was trimmed neatly. Wetter than Mia's. I lapped at her eagerly now. My tongue circled her clit as fingers plunged deeper into me. Kayla followed. Then Lena. Brooke. Riley. Each one tasted different. Each one taunted me with words that sent fresh waves of humiliation and heat through me. "You really believed his sweet talk?" Mia said while I returned to her. She ground against my face. Smearing her juices over my lips and chin. "We are the