Great Fantasy Romance Novels & Stories

Seraphina blushed and shook her head, “Please can you cover that up?” “What do you mean by that?” Achilles asked her sarcastically. She waved her hand up and down at him, “All of that, all of you, cover it up before I summon flowers to cover you.” Achilles laughed at her and tied the robe, “Trust me to be fated to a Dhampir,” he shook his head. Seraphina took a sip of her coffee and grimaced, “And trust me to be fated to a simple Prince who can’t even master a coffee,” she teased him.

I praise Him most of all for turning the evil situation that had been hell pressed to do worse than just simply kill me, into a life made so full with happiness that I could never have asked for as much as He had given to me. In truth, my life had become a fantasy. A dream come true. Glancing back into my mate’s eyes, I could see that the same was true for him. I was well and truly his fantasy.

I sat back, exhausted and surveying the sight in front of me. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any more erotic, Sarah moved down the bed and dropped her face to her friend’s chest, licking my come off them, before tracing her tongue up to her face and collecting my come there too. Then, they joined in a come soaked french kiss, swapping my cream between each other. Sarah looked up at me as she swallowed my come. “I’m thinking you’re likely to be out of action for a while.” She said. “Why don’t you sit back and relax for a moment.” With that she returned to her friend and kissed her again long and hard, Sarah sliding a hand down Katie’s body before sliding her hand between her legs and

Very Much. He promptly captured her lips in his and they both kissed fervently, filling the entire Church with whistles,Claps and laughs. ◍◍◍◍ After dinner with everyone, they both departed for the place that Damien had prepared for them the day before. She was seated next to him in the front seat, smiling at him as he drove. He went out first and unlocked the entrance to her side in the hotel's Private Garage, which was Rafeal's but he bought the Penthouse, he took her hand and let her stand outside.

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

“Isn’t it the same with the knights? I wouldn’t mind being escorted by one if I happen to have a chance.” “Oh my, you all are a bunch of newbies. Don’t you know that the appeal of a mysterious mage is more than enough to be grateful for? Imagine a night full of excitement and magic.” Oh man, even in this world you really can’t get rid of human nature and habits, huh. I was not surprised that girls in this world are also fangirling over handsome-looking men. I mean, don’t we all? I started to chuckle, and then finally caught my attention, this familiar description of my favorite mage character in one of the books I used to read a lot. It was titled, ‘The Four Roses and the Butterfly’ which wa

he murmured, lying atop her, groaning at the sensation of skin against hot skin, softness against his hardness, her skin pale against his bronzed body. "You're even broader than you were that day," she murmured, her hands travelling up the length of his back and across his shoulders. "You're beautiful." "Not half as beautiful as you," he said fiercely, bending his head to feast on her sweet lips-she tasted of champagne and strawberries-odd that, as they'd had neither at dinner.

In the mirror, her delicate features were like a painting, and her lips were curled slightly in happiness. "The groom is here!" Somebody shouted. Stacy turned around, and Gareth walked in. He was wearing a perfectly fitted black suit, his tall and well-built figure exuding elegance. His gaze immediately went towards Stacy, his eyes filled with undisguised amazement. "Isn't Stacy beautiful?" someone asked with a smile. Gareth didn't reply, only walking toward her and leaning down to press a soft kiss on her neck, his voice deep and gentle. "My girl is the most beautiful girl in the world."

This female may just even be grateful for my assistance and return the favor in kind. *I like it! French lessons in exchange for fucking. Oooh we could pick sunflowers for her, put them in her hair, that’s so hot. Hey, that’s what they call romantic,* Dante says, perking up. Hmm, and maybe a nibble… Her sun kissed floral scent is beyond enticing, and hard to steer clear of no doubt. Godfrey has forbidden me from drinking during sex to break the habit, which goes against everything my body wants. Which is why he keeps making me drink from men I certainly won’t want to get naked.

I rubbed my temple to relieve the incoming headache that would most likely affect me throughout the day before exhaling and dropping my hands. “All my life, I dreamt of having the perfect wedding and getting married to someone that loves me. I want a wedding that'll make me feel like the happiest girl in the world. A wedding like those in the fairytales.” “And I'm ready to do that for you. If you want to get married in the most beautiful way possible, I'll do that for you. If you want to get married in the most expensive way ever, I'll do that for you. If you even want to get married on another planet, I'll do that. Just please, save me by marrying me and I promise I'll make you happy until