Fantasy Love Story Novels & Stories

When Lanza Sagrada's mother saw him awake, she gently stroked his unkempt hair and said to the servant, "You guys bring me the oatmeal I just cooked." Lanza Sagrada finished the bowl of porridge, rested for half a day, he recovered his health. In his mind again that image of charm, that dance, that gentleness, that purity, perhaps only a goddess has these traits. Why did he dream of such a goddess? “Master, what are you thinking?” His servant looked at him in surprise. “Goddess!” “Goddess? Is your illness not cured yet?” His servant asked with concern on his face. “Yes, do you think there could be any goddess who came to the human world to create a romantic love story with me?” “No way, my f

In the dance of shadows and light, Caleb and I stood on the height of a journey where love and charm converged—a journey that promised both enchantment and trials. As the stars adorned the night sky, casting their celestial glow upon us, I felt the warmth of Caleb's touch and the resonance of our entwined destinies. Love, born from the delicate dance of magic, wove a tapestry that held the promise of an extraordinary chapter in our shared tale—a tale where shadows and love intertwined, beckoning us into a realm where the extraordinary awaited. And so, beneath the canopy of stars and the whispering leaves of the magical garden, Caleb and I embraced the enchanting bonds that would shape our de

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

The ballet has inspired great choreographers to interpreting their own vision of the Shakespearean tale. Jennifer hoped Charlie would see that him and Logan would never be happy. They were from two different worlds. Charlie was rich and Logan was trailer park trash. Charlie’s family would never accept Logan. Logan would never be good enough for him. Jennifer wanted to tell him that she loves him like Juliet loves Romeo. She hoped that watching the ballet with him would be romantic. She wanted him to see that Logan would never understand the finer things in life. She hopes Charlie will realize that Jennifer is perfect for him. His family had already accepted her. Marie wanted the two of them

She pretended not to have noticed and turned to hurry away. Madeleine who seemed to noticed her movement ran to her and held her hand dragging her to their table. "Cousin, were you trying to run away?" Adeline gave a snort before following her, leaving the hall of gaping students. The students quickly broke into gossip, "Wow, I'm I seeing things now?""Is it just me or those two seem closer than before." One guy let out a disappointed sigh as he watched them. "Ai ya... To think I was eagerly waiting for the two beauties to fight and now that dream seems to have become impossible."

I told them "All right," they said and I left and went to the library. So I came here to the library because I wanted to know the history of Ausgburg. After a while, I saw the book I wanted to read. I immediately read it. It started with forbidden love. Two lovers of different races. The couple was the princess of the wizards and the prince of the vampires. And because of their love, the law prohibiting the love of different races has disappeared. Everyone has the freedom to love different races.

My father hummed, making my mother’s head shoot up just in time to catch Gil’s quick retreat. I sighed, burying my face in my hands. No matter how badly I wished to postpone our departure, time wasn’t going to allow for that. Suddenly, I felt my mother's delicate touch on my shoulder, “I'm sorry, Lyra. I know in another time—if things were different—Gil could've been your Consort.” My head shot up in mortification, she must have read it as surprise because she continued on as if she needed to explain the dynamics to me. “Once he becomes your official Right Hand, you'll be together all the time. It's common for the Queen Mage and her Right Hand to develop feelings and become more than just a

It was like a headily spiced wine that was smooth yet leaves a trail of fire in one’s throat—no, it was like an aged cognac, fragrant and spicy. Crocell dived into his safe place, kissing his beloved angel passionately—tongues clashing against each other in a battle of dominance. Lux may not look like it but he’s quite competitive. He doesn’t like lying down just to take it. He may be faint and dainty but Crocell is fucking sure he has better stamina than him and the demon lives for it. “I will always love you. In any lifetime.” Crocell whispered into his lover’s face who is beautifully contorted in pleasure—they both know whatever they have is bound to end. A demon and an angel? Together? T

My hands began to shake. " Princess Lyra of Lunar Dominion Pack and Prince Kael of Crimson Fang Empire will have to surrender themselves for a blood marriage, that's the only way out" One of the Law Makers said. It began to hurt my head so badly. I wondered why that was the only solution to saving us and stopping the war. I stood up and left the meeting even before it ended. I began to run, I was going to the river, the very place I had lost my mother. I got there and felt so angry. I was no longer scared or afraid of the things they had asked me to do.

she whispered, her voice trembling between disbelief and hope. ‎Edward’s amusement softened into something tender. Reaching out, he brushed his knuckles along her cheek, his gaze intent. “I’ve liked you since the first day I met you,” he admitted quietly, his tone sincere now, stripped of teasing. “But it took me a while to realize I’m actually in love with you.” ‎