Fantasy Gay Romance Novels & Stories

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

They are best kept away from it all, we have enough to deal with, without a frantically screaming woman in the mix. I slam my fisted hand hard on the table breaking it down the middle, and the room settles down back into silence. My murderous aura causes most of the pussies in the room to quiver in fear, except for elder Gabriel, the man is made from stone. Hard and unwavering. “Please allow me to introduce Alessia of Legora.” He wouldn’t! I jump to my feet at hearing the slam of a lock opening. The heavy double doors to my right slowly creek open, revealing possibly the most breath-taking woman I have ever seen.

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

There is something so dominating about a werewolf, vampire, and hybrid angel and fae, that no human man could ever arouse me like these three men are doing right now. I feel Damen move away from me for a moment and when he returns, he slips a black satin tie around my mouth and ties it at the back of my head. His hands are ever gentle as he prepares me for whatever it is that he has planned. His hand slips around the front of my neck gently and he pulls me back to rest the back of my head on his chest. Feeling his hardened bulge press against my back has my arousal practically dripping from me. He slips one finger of his other hand under the strap of my panties and traces along my hips until

She knew that Liam meant every word he said, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of a long and dangerous battle. "Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me until you forget about him." As Penelope and Liam's passion for each other intensifies, they begin to undress, their hands moving quickly to remove each other's clothing. Penelope's fingers shake as she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie underneath. Liam's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her, and he quickly sheds his own clothes. They stand before each other, their bodies bare, the love and desire they feel for each other clear in their eyes. They embrace, their

Char is cute because it folds up, especially when it's angry, so I'll just try it. "Ouch! Arayy..arayy!" I said and they immediately looked pfft here we go mang uuto let's go. "What happened to you?" ayeee maybe I can fall in love with you Dave but I'm sorry because even if I fall in love with you, it doesn't mean that I don't have feelings for my hubby because for me he is the only man-- he's not gay, he's the only one I'll love, I can't love anyone else because Ken Fernandez is more than enough.

He broke their kiss, the groan that fell from his lips too powerful to hold on to. "Christ, that feels good," he whispered against her mouth. "Tell me your fantasy," she said. He groaned again. "You are my fantasy." Emma sighed as she moved closer to him, increasing the pressure of her gentle pull on his generous thickness. She kissed his chest, his shoulder, running her tongue slowly around his tiny nipples. He grunted as he rolled closer to her, burying his fingers deeper inside of her. She pushed his hand away, pushing him down against the mattress, watching his face as she climbed above him and ran her hands roughly over his body. She wanted to touch him everywhere, wanted to memorize ev

His voice must me angelic and equals his limitless beauty. I desire the long desired mate bond. The unexplainable love shared by mate. The undying romance. His romantic gestures towards me. I desire everything!. His hot breath heaving over my sensitive neck. He tongue romancing my lips whenever we kiss or s*x.. I desire them all So I really pray he awakens. *** A loud growl pull me off my fantasy. I instantly fall roughly to the ground. My spines smash with a heavy thud. I wince.

I grinned and added, "Okay, we'll start working on a novel called 'The Monster and the Flower.' Which I was working on. Because you already know I write fantasy romance, this novel falls into that category as well. Do you have any doubts about what I said?" He lifted his hand and stared at me like wanting me to pick him. "Stop teasing me and ask what you wanted to ask," I answered with a grin. He inquired, "Romance. I'm aware of what it is. But what exactly is fantasy romance?" "It is a work of fiction with mystical, non-human, and romantic aspects." "Like something from a fairytale?" Fairytale? Does he think I'm a children's book author? Don't be angry with him! He's your crush and has come

I cursed beneath my breath. “Fine, I did one bad thing: I kissed someone. It was a drunken mistake, but I told you about it, and you jumped at the choice like I was a pest, like you'd been waiting to end the relationship. Well, you did. Happy now? So don't go around blaming me for your misery; suck it up; you've lost me, never told. Single about us, I wish I did... you would have ended the godawful relationship anyway!” I could hear someone call his name, a male, a demure voice, but having a sense of masculinity, his new lover perhaps? Someone who was just as wild as he was…someone who would indulge in his sexual fantasies and be bold enough to come out as being gay,