Fiction Reads Novels & Stories

Natasha I ran my fingers along the spines on my favorite shelf on the bookshelf in the corner of my room. This shelf was where all of my romance novels sat waiting to take me to another world where I could explore all of my fantasies that I was too embarrassed to verbalize. I picked up a newer book, that I had bought, up on a whim. It’s synopsis boasted of a reverse harem shifter theme that had intrigued me from the jump. I put it in my bag to read by the fountain in the middle of town later that day.

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

All of it documented with the fury I’d learned from the blog and the tenderness I’d learned from loving a man who made it difficult and worth it in equal measure. Rhys read every chapter as it left the printer. Sitting on the edge of the bed under the ceiling light, holding pages with the careful fingers of a man handling something that could cut him. Some chapters made him laugh – the study group scenes, the cafeteria moments, the fictionalized Cole saying “it’s literary fiction with romantic elements” about his romance novel. Some made him go quiet for hours.

“I’m open to just about anything. I’ve never tried anal, but I’m not against it. I really liked the scenes in 50 Shades of Grey where the woman got tied up. That seems like it’d be really hot. I don’t know. What else is there?” My hips began to slowly thrust as my need began to grow. “There are a lot of other things. There’s various types of pain, sensory deprivation where I take away your sight with a blindfold or put earplugs in, there’s playing with other people, and there’s fisting to name just a few of the possibilities. How do those sound to you?” “Everything sounds really good to me, except the fisting stuff. That’s not okay. I don’t want a loose pussy, and I definitely don’t want a l

Even though Fiona prided herself on not being easily swayed by good looks, she couldn't help but be momentarily captivated by his charm. "What are you reading?" he asked as he approached, glancing at the computer screen. His eyes narrowed slightly. The next moment, he gently tapped her on the head. "Why are you, a girl, reading this kind of stuff?" “What's wrong with that? Can't I read novels?" she retorted, frowning and glaring at him. "I just like reading these. What's it to you?" "You just like reading these?" he repeated. Fiona, feeling annoyed, looked up at him.

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The novel lay open under her hands-wet, crumpled, dog‑eared. He looked at it, then at her. He pulled the book free with one hand, and his own wet fingers brushed between her thighs again, smart with urgency. "One more time?" he rasped. Claire stared at him-ache behind her eyes, voice hoarse. "Yes," she finally breathed. "One more time." He kissed her, deep and rough. Closed the book with his other hand-cover snapping shut with authority. She rode him one more time, skin slick, body trembling, pulses crashing as she came again-slow, powerful, echoing under the hush of books. Rowan groaned and came with her, feeding her tight until he fell forward, forearm over her back, his breath ragged.

“So, Luna, is there anything, in particular, you like to read?” I sighed, curling my toes around the sand beneath my feet. “Fiction.” “Of what kind?” I repressed an irritable huff, but only because he sounded genuine when he asked, as though he did wish to know. Not a lot of people talked that way. Especially my mate, who almost stepped on my ankle while I was reading. I kept my eyes down, but I could feel the Alpha’s presence by my side as we resumed to stroll. “Mhm, mainly fairy tales. I know it’s silly and very child like, but it is satisfying to read how they all get a happy ending. It gives one hope to fight through their hardships.”

He takes it and scans the lines quickly. “Where did you get this?” I ask. “My parents collected books from all over the world. I have no idea where this one came from.” His face stays mostly blank as he reads. He clearly doesn’t care much for old books. “These are just boring words.” “This is history about Zephyra’s kind. They’re called Crimson Born in this book, and if you look here, they have a queen usually sent down by the goddess.” “This is just fiction.” “Who writes fiction this way?” I groan. “Look at how it’s written

“What’s your hobby?” “Do I have one?” I raised a question. “Well, everyone does. You must have something you truly enjoy doing,” “Hmmm… reading?” My brows creased. “Yes. That must be it. I love reading,” “What type of books are you into? Fiction? Nonfiction? Magazines? BL…” “Fiction,” I asserted, cutting him short. “Especially romance. It helps me live in the world I could only desire to live in with Jeremy. The kind of love and affection I crave exists only in fiction,”