Fantasy Stoires Novels & Stories

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

I’ll sort out the stuff my from my bags later but before all that I’m going to check my novel first. [ Kingdom’s apart] It’s an action fantasy story where many countries struggle against the monsters that are roaming around their territories. It’s a story that I have been working on for quite a while now. It’s a hobby of mine that was developed after I read my favorite novel. I first started writing this story when I was in my last year of high school; I still haven’t written that much even though it’s been a year already. I was always busy doing school works and other various of things that I have been forgetting to pay attention to this. Since I’m still at break I will focus myself to writ

My imagination has gone too surreal to be called healthy. I just shook my head, continued walking, and looked a few more times behind me in case I… really… saw… a dragon…. There was nothing though. That’s it. Gramps' stories have gotten into my head. Besides, I’ve been working on a fiction about creatures similar to it. I’ve been submitting more entries to the same ol’ publisher that has rejected every of my written pieces. I just didn’t know how to give up. Not yet. I knew I was born to be a well-known writer.

My voice came out softer than I wanted. “You can.” His hand moved. His fingers brushed over my wrist as he turned the page. It was not an accident. I felt the rough pad of his thumb slide slowly across the inside of my wrist. He left it there for a second longer than he needed to. “But you have to stop being scared of the heat. This story has real heat in it, Lila. Don’t sand it down. Don’t make it polite. Write the dirty truth.”

Theo Grant's thumb forced my lips apart as his piercing green eyes locked onto mine in Kai Voss's locked office, the rain drumming the window like it was keeping time with the pulse pounding between my legs . while Lucas Vale ripped my soaked white café shirt clean off tossing it aside leaving my black lace bra exposed and nipples straining hard against the fabric. cool air hitting my skin as all three professors crowded closer their hands everywhere possessive and hungry dripping wet from a storm now about to get railed by my Lit professors felt like the dirtiest fantasy I'd ever had racing through my head.

The moment I did, the darkness was filled with them. Finn’s rough thumb against my cheek. Kelly’s massive frame looming over me. “Nova...” I could hear them in the hiss of the steam, their voices merging into a dark, forbidden demand. In my mind, the fantasy bloomed, violent and intoxicating. A soft, broken moan escaped my lips. My hand slid down my wet belly, my fingers parting my aching folds and sliding straight into the slick, dripping heat of my own desire. I was soaking wet, leaking heavily.

Until dawn crept through the curtains. Until the package arrived. Until tomorrow became today. And the fantasy The forbidden, addictive, all-consuming fantasy Became forever. Fade out on the snow. On two new passports lying open on the dresser. On two gold bands glinting in the wea k morning light. On her moan soft, satisfied as he whispered against her skin: “The fantasy never has to end.”

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

THEMES: Dark and Intense, Incubus- X- Human, Demon- X- Human, Filthy tone, Accidental demon summoning, Memory reading, Blackmail pre plot, Risky fuck, Public setting, Fucking in a Library, Aftercare, Revenge, Spell Gone Wrong, Spell circle, Trapped in a Spell circle rune.