Fae Romance Books Novels & Stories

Story Title: Forbidden Flames Author: FeyLume Genre: Forbidden Romance, Best Friend’s Brother, Secret Affair, Steamy Erotica Main Characters: • Sophia Reed – 24, bold, curvy, long auburn hair, fiery and playful but secretly vulnerable. • Marcus Kane – 32, best friend’s older brother, tall, muscular, dark hair, intense green eyes, dominant and protective. Blurb: One weekend at her best friend’s lake house turns into a sinful secret with the one man she can never have — her best friend’s dangerously hot older brother.

“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.

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She had to find a way to talk to Jamie Dalton Volka. She probably shouldn't have been surprised at the size of the crowd in the bookstore. After all, when a well-known local resident, in fact, the head librarian, wrote a book that was moving up the charts, people would certainly turn out en masse for it, and they did. She had listened while Jamie spoke about writing her book. How her fascination with wolves had led her to do her research and write this romance about a wolf and a human. She hadn't, however, given any hint as to what had sparked her interest in the first place. Paranormal was a very popular genre with people these days. Lia wondered what they'd say if they knew there was more

They unfurl with a regal grace, spanning wide to catch the currents of the wind, propelling us ever higher into the boundless expanse above. Rhaenan's words echo in my mind, reminding me of the fae's ability to summon their wings at will, a manifestation and hide them when not needed. Nestled against Valen's powerful frame, I am keenly aware of every subtle movement of his muscles, each flex and shift conveying a sense of strength and purpose. The warmth radiating from his body envelops me, a comforting embrace amidst the coolness of the night air. A rich, earthy scent mingles with the faint aroma of mint, an intoxicating blend that lingers in the air and soothes my senses.

And she had some sort of romantic history with Fynn. I still felt like a fool for the way I had thrown myself at him under the effects of the fae wine. I understood that apparently fae wine was sort of unique in the way it operated, and I couldn't fully be blamed for what I had done, but it had revealed that I longed for Fynn in more ways than one, and that was humiliating. I was supposed to be dying, apparently. I didn't really feel like I was dying, but I didn't have a lot of experience in the area of dying to begin with.