Fantasy Romance Novels & Stories

This' where the meeting would be held. The small library at the wall is stocked with a few interesting books to use and pass some time. I pick up a book that attracts my attention, from a glimpse of it, I detect that it's a romance fantasy. The gold and red combination of the cover with the stylish golden fonts captivates me, the front has a young girl holding on her palms what looks like a magical spindle, with a glowing light around it. The title goes, "When you're alone." A subscript writes, "A supermodel story of the girl who single handedly achieves the most difficult goals."

She spreadeagled her long limbs, claiming the whole king-sized bed. Magnificent. "Okay." "Okay what?" "Okay, you can— what you said. Jeez, I don't even know your name." I moved between her legs. Plenty of room there to spread out and enjoy myself. "Yes you do. Think of the man in your fantasies. His name is the same as mine. What's my name?" "When I was a teenager, I used to think about this guy, he was four years older than me. He was beautiful."

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.

In fact it was getting pretty obvious that I could do more than spank it to her, she was giving some pretty clear signals. As I sat up and clicked save on my latest Miss Ross driven story it occurred to me that I probably should get something going with Kim and give up on my stupid fantasies. I'd been watching and writing too much p**n lately. I minimized the screen on "Special" and stared at the next document which was my goofy vampire story for the group. As I read the uninspiring words I realized it could be a decent story if I tossed some hot sex in there. I doubted that Miss Ross would appreciate that though. I grinned as I thought that in any scenario I could envision she would not onl

If you find such topics uncomfortable, please consider carefully before proceeding. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This book DOES NOT promote grooming. The story is based on forbidden relationships and taboo bonds. In the fantasy werewolf-dragon world, mates are one soul divided into two bodies. Unfortunately, for Jax and Zara, they are related as uncle and niece. The book deep dives into the romance of a werewolf and a dragon, and the emotional turmoil that arises when fate binds two souls that should never have been connected. It explores love, loyalty, identity, and the painful consequences of destiny’s choices. This is a work of dark fantasy fiction and should be read with an open mind and a clear under

she whispered. He reached out hesitantly. “Can I?” he asked. She nodded. His arms wrapped around her like a shield. She buried her face in his chest, letting herself breathe for the first time in days. --- The day slipped away in a haze. They didn’t talk about contracts or pretense—just stayed close. Fingers brushed. Smiles softened. It wasn’t perfect. But it was real. By evening, Damien took her hand. “Come with me.” “Where?”

"If we make love here, I'll get sand in all the wrong places." Michael stood up and ran a finger down the side of her right breast. She shivered. "This is a dreamscape from my imagination," he told her. "The sand will only go where I tell it to." He stepped around to her left side, and his hand snaked down over her stomach, sending tiny butterfly shivers of sensation through her body, until it slipped into the front of her costume. He slipped his middle finger between her pussy lips, feeling the first hints of moisture down there before pushing down and curling, very slowly, into her cunt. Slowly, he began to massage the inside of her pussy, rubbing over the spot at the top that he knew brou

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

“I just thought that he would be disappointed being mated to a witch. I don’t have a wolf for him to connect with.” “Cassie.” Her name fills my mouth with sweetness. “I swear to the Goddess that Phineas and I don’t care if you’re a witch. We want you.” Her arms wrap around my waist, my cock twitches against its mesh cage. Her lips brush against mine. I push her long hair from her face and pull her in for a deeper kiss. My world shatters around me. Cassie weaves her tongue through my mouth and her way into my heart. Nothing else matters.

J About Aurelia Aurelia Skye is the pen name USA Today bestselling author Kit Tunstall uses when writing science fiction romance. It’s simply a way to separate the myriad types of stories she writes so readers know what to expect with each “author.” Join her newsletter at kittunstall.com/newsletter.