Fantasy Romance Books Adults Novelas e Histórias

Immortal Desire - vampire, werewolf, witch - a fantasy-based story with dark romance and erotica (you can take a peek at this if it suits your genre taste) - completed 2. Midnight Feast -werewolf - this is a little dark. I don't know how to say it. See for yourself (I like this so much) -new book/on-going 3. The Deserted Wife -TDB book 2 -Romance/drama -new book/on-going

She had a late sociology lab; I was done by one. Friday afternoons were my sanctuary. The only time the house was empty, silent, and completely mine. And I had a ritual. It started a month ago. I'd ordered my first real adult magazine online, discreetly shipped in plain packaging. 'Sinful Nights. It felt like holding contraband. This wasn't the soft-focus suggestive stuff; this was graphic, explicit, a window into a world of unapologetic lust. In our digital age, it felt strangely more intimate, more dangerous, than just pulling up a site.

Chapter 4 The castle doors slam open behind us, the force of the wind howling through the courtyard like a living thing. My breath hitches, my body still trembling from the vision, from him, from the way Dominic’s fingers had tangled in my hair, the way Adrian’s thumb had pressed against my clit through the damp fabric of my leggings. Both of them are hard, their scents thick in the air. Adrian’s grip on my wrist tightens, his silver eyes dark with something feral. He doesn’t speak. He doesn’t need to. His free hand slides up my thigh, fingers curling possessively over the waistband of my leggings, pulling me back against him.

I shivered the moments the words left his mouth, my gaped pussy clenching. “I need you to fuck your boyfriend how you would want him to fuck you” he said easily but my body tensed, not because he had said something wrong but because he literally said my fantasy. He wrapped a hand around my neck gently in a show of dominance and whispered, “I could read your nasty thoughts as you stood in the doorway earlier” he casually said but a shiver ran down my spine as he straightened.

Therefore the majority of my stories at present are completed and I have no plans in creating sequels at present. Also as a warning there is mature content in my books, read at your own discretion. Any and all media is not my own, which are the rights of those who have let me use it. The story content is fully my own, please do not copy. Copy right is reserved. Mature content. Here is a list of my current books: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Hint of Misunderstanding (Werewolf Romance) Thank you again.

I wonder how they’d feel on mine. I don't imagine Arson would be a gentle lover. Instead, I imagine him to be more like a wildfire, engulfing and consuming any lover in his path. The thought brings a flush of heat to my cheeks and my body. I squeeze my thighs together as if that might relieve the ache settling low in my core. Why am I thinking about what kind of lover Arson would be?

But my wear suddenly felt too tight across the shoulder, way too warm. My fingers fidgeting, I opened the Rite book. “I exorcise thee, unclean spirit–” She arched, deliberately. The torn dress slid higher, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach, the shadow forming between her thighs revealing no undergarments. Just slick, swollen flesh catching the candle light. She was already wet and dripping, her scent filling the space which hit me. My mouth went dry. “Keep reading,” she purred. “The words make me throb. Makes me want to clench around something thick and holy.”

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

He began to kiss along my neck, just gentle little flutters across my skin that made me shiver. Dragus appeared on the other side and began to mimic his brother’s actions on the other side. I was enveloped in their arms and their kisses. And their touch. Both twin stayed clearly above the clothes. After what had happened last night at home, I knew I was being treated with care. I wanted to be good for them. I wanted to be the mate that they wanted. I allowed myself to be pulled into their attention, and soon Darian’s mouth found mine. He kissed me with a passion like he hadn’t kissed me in such a long time and I pulled him closer into me so that I could be devoured by him. Darian broke the k

Emma said, walking deep into the living room. "Thanks." She walked to a set of shelves on the far side of the room, running her fingers over the spines of his books. A lot of them were classics, novels by Dickens, Voltaire, Dumas, Melville, and Hemingway. She smiled when her fingers ran over the spine of not one, but three copies of Mitchell's Gone with the Wind. There were modern novels, too, including Stephen King and Sidney Sheldon, but they didn't look as well read as some of the others.