Faerie Romance Books For Adults Novels & Stories

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

Disclaimer This work of fiction contains explicit sexual themes, mature language, and adult situations intended for readers aged 18 and above. All characters depicted are consenting adults, and the events portrayed are entirely fictional. This story includes sensitive subject matter involving religious settings and authority figures, which may be considered provocative or offensive by some readers. It is not intended to reflect or represent real individuals, institutions, or beliefs, but rather to explore fictional scenarios for entertainment purposes only. Reader discretion is strongly advised. •••

Chloe's POV I thought I was just having a wet dream. I was floating in the heavy, warm darkness after spending half the night writing one of my erotica books. My body was stretched out on tangled sheets and I was wearing nothing but an old cotton T-shirt that had ridden up to my ribs. I thought the book I was writing was affecting my dream because someone was sucking my pussy in the dream. I felt a tongue. Slow and deliberate. It slid from the bottom of my slit up to my clit in one long, dirty lick.

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1

I was just a girl sold to the Harlot house and forced to service three men. And towards him, I felt a soft liking. But how could I be a mate to him? Cyrus and Ethan were oblivious to us two, they were talking, throwing glances our way when they felt like it. "Do you know what that is?" Liam asked me, rubbing a thumb across my already swollen lower lip. "I've read about it in books." I replied him. Liam scoffed. "Then you should be aware that they are werewolves that seek humans as their mates if their wolf demands it. What I cannot understand is you being a girl meant to comfort randy men like us be placed as my mate." He hissed.

Dear readers, we're gradually coming to the end of this book. I'd love to let you know that I'm so grateful for the gift of you. If you like Paranormal romance\reverse harem involving other types of creatures like Ice elementals. Dragon shifters, Incubus, Casters, blood Fae, werewolf, lion, bear shifters. You can check my new book: "PRINCESS AND HER FOUR PRINCES". It is such a lovely read, and it will be well worth your time.

Intriguing and suspense-filled. For more tales of dark romance fantasy, don't miss out on my other works: THE ALPHA'S THIRD MISTRESS under the author name BEST WRITES. MATED TO MY OBSESSIVE STEPBROTHER - A forbidden romance book. Follow Best Writes and Velvet Desires for more journies into the darker side of desire and dominance. Thank you for joining me on this adventure. Your next escape into fantasy awaits! Hoping to see you as we embark on another beautiful journey together.

He finally looked up, “I figured you’d be interested in seeing them, so just don’t leave this room and I’ll consider this attending to me. Think of it as an apology for last night.” I still didn’t respond to him, I just held the book in my hands my fingers tracing the intricate old lettering. I opened the book to the first page. Let it be known that the pages following are Lorelie Sangriel’s true and honest account of the fae folk. “Find one you like?” He was standing in front of me now I just couldn’t pull away from the pages.

“Yes, of course. I can handle it.” The swarm separated and Bronaugh’s consideration was promptly caught by the air of an obscure female who was sitting on the love seat. Not since of the benevolence that emanated from her light brown eyes, or the beautiful grin lighting her highlights, but since she was a Faerie. Next to her sat a roughly good looking male with hair as long as hers, a close-cut facial hair, and twinkling blue eyes. His arm was around her and she was twisted up cozily against his chest.