Good Fantasy Romance Books Novels & Stories

I almost said Lucy's name. Greta just smiled and she lifts her beer for cheers. I lifted my bottle too and accepted it. While both of them are enjoying themselves, Gale and Eloisa were on their third round of making love. --- Gale brought Eloisa to the bathroom and sealed her lips with his kiss. He bit her lips intentionally. "Ouch. What are you doing, Gale?", she whimpered and pushed him. She tastes her blood on the edge of her lips. " This is what you want right? To be banged roughly?", he sneered at her.

“Oh, he likes that.” The pale witch with icy blue eyes shoves the redhead aside, her palm slamming against Damian’s chest as she kisses him. Her teeth clash against his, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth, wet and demanding. Her other hand grips his cock, her fingers twisting just enough to make him gasp into the kiss. “Mine,” she growls against his lips before pulling back, her thumb pressing against the slit of his cock, spreading the pre-cum in slow, deliberate circles. The dark-haired witch with wild curls presses against his back, her breath hot against his ear. “You’re going to take everything we give you, aren’t you?” Her fingers trace the line of his spine, dipping lower to gr

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

Slowly, teasingly, his fingers trailed up my inner thigh, pushing the fabric of my skirt higher. Charles broke the kiss for a moment, his eyes dark with lust as they raked over my body. A devilish smirk played on his lips. His skillful fingers brushed against my damp panties, eliciting a throaty moan from deep within me. "You're so fucking beautiful, Agatha," he growled, his voice dripping with desire. "Charles..." I breathed, bucking my hips upwards, desperate for more friction. He chuckled darkly against my lips, teasing me with feather-light touches. "Patience, baby," he murmured seductively. "I'll take good care of you."

Well, Jace is the most handsome, caring, loving and charming boyfriend I have ever had and I need him back I hate to say this but he's like the only one who understands me and I need him. After recording their conversation, I strolled out of the restaurant a little angry, because I got some heart ache, but if I want him to believe I have to cut out that part, I'll do that when am in a cab and i immediately hailed a cab to Jace house. Victory here I come. Jenny Pov "so.. Tell me about jace"she said and my cheeks got red Why does that happen when ever I hear his name.. "don't you know enough "I said

He went in front of the giant round door and when he made a push, the door opened like a revolving coin as he enters the room the door closes at the same time. What came to his view are a pile of books. The room was ginormous and majestic. He went straight to the center of the room and it took about fifty steps before he reach the center. He made a 360 degrees turn looking around. It felt like a library but there is only one study table at the far end of the room right under the humongous window that illuminates different shades of color under the ray of the sun. He noticed that the table has been piling with thick dust. No wonder the headmaster said there has been no student under this hous

Lost in the dance of passion, I moaned wantonly, my hands exploring his inked body as his hands moved with purpose, exploring every curve and slit, making me all wet. The water was a sensual amplifier, heightening his touch, and his kiss until the room was filled with an intoxicating mix of heat and passion. Our bodies were slick with water, but Dax's lips trailed down my neck, igniting a trail of desire that pulsed through me. I gasped, pleasured moans escaping my lips as his touch ignited a slow burn within me. "Princess, you taste incredible," he murmured against my pussy as his final trip, the vibration sending ripples of pleasure through me.

*After many requests, the Sequel of the Romanov Princess is finally out! It's under the title, 'Anastasia Romanov' and now you can go and add the book to your library ! Yay!* **If you like fantasy stories and not to mention gxg, you can check out my new fantasy book, "Daughter of the Naga". Caution: that story might cause you joy. Here are some fun facts about The Romanov Princess: -The original title of this story is My Vampire Mistress.

I tucked them behind my ear and glanced at Tom. He leaned casually against the wall, the moonlight accentuating the sharp angles of his jaw. His messy black hair fell across his forehead, making him look even more irresistible. “Then tell me,” Tom coaxed, a teasing grin spreading across his face. “You can’t call me your boyfriend if you keep your sexual fantasies from me.” I inhaled deeply, my pulse quickening. Tilting my head back, I bit gently on my lower lip before meeting his gaze again. Excitement sparkled in my eyes.

His lips f trailed soft kisses on her neck then her bosom her making her moan his name in pleasure. “Oh Edwin” His fingers traced her body slowly and carefully, as if he were scared of hurting her skin. He stared into her eyes as he removed every piece of silk that covered her body. “I want you so bad my Rose” he murmured in a lust-filled voice. Then he inserted his fingers into her feminine core relentlessly till her whole body shook from her release. Arabella’s body was on fire; her body shivered with desire. What type of sorcery is this? she wondered. The way she felt was out of this world.