Fantasy Romance Novels & Stories

Ilang sandali silang nanatili roon at kalaunan ay umalis din kaagad. Iyon na yata ang pinakamasayang araw na dumating kay Celestine at hindi niya inaasahan na darating iyon sa kaniya. Buong buhay niya ay nakatuon lang ang buong atensyon niya sa mga papeles sa kompanya, ngunit sa isang iglap lang ay mas mapupunta na lang ang kaniyang buong atensyon sa isang tao na hindi niya inaasahang darating sa buhay niya at pupuno ng marubdob na pagmamahal sa kaniya. Wala na siyang iba pang mahihiling pa kundi ang makapiling ito sa habangbuhay.

This is a New Adult/Dark Romance story with a Reverse-harem twist. 2ND WARNING: The characters of this story and their mindsets were not perfect as you think. You don't need to say offensive things to the story if you don't like it. Research this story genre first. Constructive criticism is allowed and I appreciate that. This story contains incorrect typos/spelling/grammar. I'm not a professional writer so please bear with me. This is unedited so expect the errors. I'll edit this if I have time. Please like my F******k page:

mataray na banat ni Isla kaya napahinto sa pagngiti ang magandang babae at humalukipkip na lamang. “Hayaan mo’t tatanggalin ko ang charm mamayang gabi, promise!” pangungumbinsi niya kay Isla na tanging iling na lamang ang isinagot sa kaniya. “Balik na ko sa work, bye fairy godmother!” Mabilis itong tumakbo palabas ng opisina dahil alam ni Amelia na ayaw ni Isla na tinatawag siyang fairy godmother.

Nitong mga nakaraang araw ay lagi siyang antukin at mas gusto pa niyang manatili sa bahay upang matulog. “Salamat po, Manang. Pakisabi po sa kanya na nandito ako sa likod-bahay,” saad niya sa matandang kasambahay. Agad na tumango ang matanda saka ito muli nang bumalik sa loob ng bahay. Sinundan pa ni Yesha ng tingin ang matandang babae hanggang sa tuluyan itong makapasok sa loob. Muling pinag-patuloy ni Yesha ang pagbabasa ng librong hawak. It was a horror-romance novel titled 'Ang Babaeng Mahiwaga' written by her favorite author Itchay. Gustong-gusto niyang basahin ang mga akda nito lalong-lalo na ang mga fantasy novel. Malamig ang simoy ng sariwang hangin at nalililiman siya ng mga dahon n

tanong ni Alex “Magkakasama sila Ice at Richard doon. Hindi pwede iyon.” Paliwanang ko “Oo nga ano? Naku! Paano kung sa gabi habang walang tao maisipan nila Ice at Richard na maglakad sa tabing dagat… sa ilalim ng puting ilaw, sa dilaw na buwan… Ang Romantic diba?” Bigla akong napatingin ng masama kay Alex.

“Is that so? Eric Segal wrote Love Story and he is a man. The Notebook, Message in A Bottle, A Walk to Remember—Nicholas Sparks. Many romance writers are actually men using female pen names. Men also excel in the romance genre.” “Exactly my point—” “Hindi lang sa romance. Harry Potter was by J.K. Rowling. Most urban fantasy writers are women.” “Okay, okay, I got your point. I’m sorry. So you’re writing romance.” “Do I look like somebody who would write romance?” nakaangat ang isang kilay nitong tanong. Napatitig siya rito. She was easily dissecting his brain with her own brand of scalpel. What’s she doing? Was this her kind of flirting?

Pakiramdam ko ay unti-unti nang nawawala ang boses ko kakasigaw sa pangalan niya. "Easy, someone might hear us," he said while covering my mouth. He removes his hands from me and grabs my legs. He opens them widely and moves faster. Oh God! This man is trying to kill me. "Ruby! Fuck!" ungol niya at at mas lalong binilisan ang pag-ulos sa loob ko. He reached my face again and kissed me. That didn't make him move slowly. Instead, he moved faster than ever, to the point that it's starting to feel deep inside.

“ Don’t be, just be yourself don’t let any pressure effect your work. Kung ano ang sinisigaw ng puso at isip mo na idea na kwento just write it. Kasi all our readers love the way we convey our message through our work. “ “ yes po, pero po kasi these few days I was thinking of doing something different. Maybe challenge myself” “ What do you have in mind?” “ Well, I am still in romance genre pero balak ko siyang lagyan ng twist” “ What kind of twist” “ Put supernatural elements into it?Like maybe changing the settings. Make it like a romance- supernatural thriller” Amara explained to her everything she has been thinking about these past few days. She suddenly thinks of coming out of her comfo

I cried and shout my frustrations and anger when I confirmed that they are already married. How about me? I want Reese so badly. I want to kiss, hug and love her for the rest of my life. I will get her just to be mine, Mine and mine alone. --- GENRE: Reverse-harem/Romance/Obsession WARNING: The characters of this story and their mindsets were not perfect as you think. You don't need to say offensive things to the story if you don't like it. Research this story genre first. Constructive criticism is allowed and I appreciate that.

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