Fantasy Love Story Novels & Stories

The duration of the kiss is longer than the first one, and it is the most thrilling thing I have ever felt on my lips. “Stop it. You’ve already caused me extra work,” she complains in her beautiful voice. But I can’t look away from her. “Colt, is she my mate?” He still doesn’t respond. Why isn’t he answering me? “I’ve been waiting for you.” I’ve never told anyone, but I’ve always dreamed of having a fairy tale life. Of having a princess I can love and cherish forever. “It hasn’t been that long,” she responds. Maybe not for her! I wonder how old she is? “Felt like an eternity,” to me, it has, anyway. No more talking. I need to be closer to her, I think, as I remove my shirt.

I wasn't going to lie but damn did I want more than a kiss. Tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Dominic's hand left my throat and found themself in my hair. He had control tilting my head how he wanted it, deepening the kiss. The pace of the kiss becomes faster and sloppy. Without any warning Dominic lifted me from the floor. Wrapping my legs around his torso I was gone. His imprint strained against is pants wanting to get freed. It pressed against my throbbing core rubbing up against it. The friction against my core did wondrous to me a moan slipped out. Breaking away from the kiss we were out of breath. Leaning his forehead against mine he placed a chiseled kiss on my lips

she whispered, her voice choked with emotion, "a thousand times yes." He slipped the ring onto her finger, a symbol of their love, a promise of a future filled with happiness and adventure. As they embraced, the city lights twinkling around them, Hazel knew that this was just the beginning of their story, a story that would unfold like a beautiful tapestry, woven with threads of love, laughter, and a shared passion for life. Their love story, born from a chance encounter in a library, had blossomed into something extraordinary, a testament to the power of fate and the magic that can be found in the most unexpected places.

Counseling wasn't my thing, so I poured it all into this book instead. This story is a mix of real-life vibes and make-believe, exploring all kinds of love—whether it’s the love for a parent, a sibling, a friend, or even the complicated, sometimes obsessive kind. What I've realized is that no type of love is superior; they all just... are. And while love can push us to do crazy things, it's not a free pass to mess up and just expect forgiveness. That kind of forgiveness, the kind that really matters, comes from a higher place. I hope my book helps you sort out your own feelings, find some peace, or maybe even close a chapter that's been open too long. Thanks for diving into this journey with

He said. Hesitantly, she wrapped her arms around him and they rode away. Angelica had always dreamed of going on an adventure and this felt like it. The King rode through the woods at such speed that she enjoyed the wind whipping her hair back and seeing the trees fly by. Not knowing where he was taking her also made the ride more exciting. Who would believe her if she told them that the king came in disguise and rode away with her?

Each entry held a piece of the story, a glimpse into the forbidden love affair that had haunted our family for generations. The journal chronicled the tale of two souls bound by love, torn apart by circumstances beyond their control. It spoke of their unyielding devotion, their sacrifices, and the insurmountable obstacles they faced in their pursuit of happiness. As the story unfolded, we realized that their love had not only defied societal norms but also ignited the fury of those who sought to keep their union hidden.

He becomes speechless. Running ..... ?? ঁ B.D. The story is built on the basis of complete imagination. Do not compare with reality. Forgive the mistake. #Unfulfilled_Love #Sabiha_Moyuri

I felt the world melt away, leaving only the sensation of his touch, the taste of his essence, and the intensity of our connection. Everything changed at that single instant. I allowed myself to fully embrace the depth of my feelings for Ian. The kiss was a revelation, a confirmation of the unspoken bond that had been growing between us. As we finally pulled apart, our breaths mingling, I looked into his eyes once again. There was no need for words – the intensity of that kiss spoke volumes. We both knew that this was just the beginning, the opening chapter of a love story that would transcend time and circumstance.

"I don't know if I will be there tomorrow or not but....I think I will be going home soon. I know that you love me but....I can not love you back. Today, I wanted to tell you a story. About my world and why I am here. Many years ago, fairies can come in this world. My father said at that time, the world was very clean and beautiful and so the people here. We fairies can live for thousand of years. Some fairies fell in love with humans too and thus those humans also became immortals. But then some evil people find out the truth of getting immortality. And the secret was to get the heart of a fairy. So, they killed many fairies and that time my grandfather was in love with a human girl. He cou

he whispered and my gaze softened. "Do you want me to tell you a story?" I whispered softly. "Do it" he responded. "There was a girl, she loved to be independent and free. One day, she found a framed photo of herself and a man she didn't know. When she asked her mum about it, her mum told her that she was cursed" I whispered, absentmindedly stroking his hair. "Go on"