Good Fantasy Romance Novels & Stories

"Maybe that's the point." Damien watched her for a long moment. Then, with quiet finality, he said, "You're better than this. Don't let them make you forget that." "You know what would really make them choke?" she slurred, eyes glittering with spite and liquor. "If I walked in next weekend on your arm, dripping diamonds and lies. Told the whole world we're madly in love." Damien raised an eyebrow. "You're suggesting we fake date?" She hiccupped. "Not seriously. Unless you're that bored."

I ask. Kira doesn’t say a word, so I stop. "Rhys," she begs. "Is it?" I ask again. "Yes," she mumbles. "What else?" I demand. Kira shivers when I trail my fingers down her stomach. She moans my name, the sound of it rushing straight to my cock. I pull her shirt open the rest of the way. "Here’s what’s gonna happen." I kiss her belly. "You are going to read me every one of those fantasies, and I will make them come true." Another kiss, this time much lower. "I will spend the night giving you something real to write about."

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“Spread your legs for me. I find the thought of you standing their in stockings and high heels very exciting. I'm sure all those other people in the other hotel are excited as well. Don't you?” “Oh yes,” she whispered. She could feel his hands slipping down between her legs, parting her pussy lips. “The men are stroking themselves and wishing they were you, and the women are wishing they had your big cock inside them.” “Like this?” She felt him slide into her. It seemed to take hours for him to fill her entirely.

And when he saw that I remained still, he proceeded to kiss me again as he laid me down on the bed. I felt the time slow down when his lips met mine and as the flutter intensified. My heart pounded in my chest as I felt my knees get weaker. I could only focus on how soft-aggressive he felt against my mouth, how Eun-woo invaded all my senses. It felt magical. There was raw emotion in the way his fingers curled around mine, so I decided to keep my eyes half open, sneaking a peek at him every time we came back for air. I can't believe I'm experiencing this for the first time.

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

I know the romance is less because thats what I told you it's a sad story of redemption and coming out of vengeance of revenge than romance. Sinfully Yours. The story is dark romance with erotic content. It's like a faithful relation with a sinful obsession. So don't forget to give a try to my new story. You wouldn't be disappointed. I hope you enjoyed the story. Till the next Story adios.

“Like… what kind? Praise or Fifty Shades?” He smiled. “Never read either of them. I want someone to please. With pain. With pleasure. Safely. Consensually. Not at your place. Not at mine. Neutral ground. A place called Fantasies.” I licked my lips. He made it sound tempting. I wasn’t that kind of woman. At least I didn't think I was. “That’s a very generous offer, but—”

His voice must me angelic and equals his limitless beauty. I desire the long desired mate bond. The unexplainable love shared by mate. The undying romance. His romantic gestures towards me. I desire everything!. His hot breath heaving over my sensitive neck. He tongue romancing my lips whenever we kiss or s*x.. I desire them all So I really pray he awakens. *** A loud growl pull me off my fantasy. I instantly fall roughly to the ground. My spines smash with a heavy thud. I wince.

I'd cry out, the burn of the stretch turning to pure bliss as he started pounding into me, his hips snapping forward relentlessly. His hands would grip my ass, spanking it red while he fucked me harder, deeper, his balls slapping against my clit with every drive. In my mind, he was merciless… grunting prayers mixed with curses, his body slick with sweat as he claimed what he shouldn't. I'd come undone around him, my walls clenching his cock, milking him until he couldn't hold back. He'd pull out at the last second, maybe… no, fuck that. In this fantasy, he'd stay buried deep, flooding my pussy with his hot cum, marking me as his in the most sinful way.