High Fantasy Romance Novels & Stories

she asked mad. Nao sighed and can't say anything because he never had girlfriend or been in love since high school but the only girl he loved and it was Loki. She changed his world where filled with no motivation and colorless. Because of her very beautiful drawing and her short hair, her voice calm and confident personality. His heart began pounded fast and kept following her for the whole time. Loki fell asleep on the table. Nao could see the tears on her face, reddish ears and cheeks so he just wiped it gently and lifted her up.

Hey everyone!! I am author buttercup. And am here today with my first novel. I hope you guys will like this story. So the story is about a poor girl. Who always think to be treated like a princess.. but in her family she was just treated like a slave.... Her brother who was a small business man he tricked his sister to climbe into the bed of a business tycoon and this was all just for a big business deal... What will happen now? When she know that her own brother had trick her like this? What will happen when the man and woman face-off eachother?

I muttered and ran after him and we ended up both running and screaming, it was really fun and sweet, he held my hand and looked at me as the breeze blew on my hair making it bounce in the hair, it was just so magical like fairy tale. We got home panting heavily catching our breath from the run. “geez, I’m exhausted” I complained while he laughed “Alright, I’m gonna head inside now” I announced and tried to go inside when he pulled me back making me hit his hard rock chest, He looked into my eyes and the time stopped when his lips met mine, but the flutter only intensified my heart pounding in my chest as my knees get weaker, I could only focus on how soft he felt against my mouth, how addic

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Without exception. My breath hitched, my chest tightening as I turned another page, then another, my hope fraying with each passing second. There had to be something, a loophole, a forgotten decree, a single damn instance where a princess had chosen love over duty. But the books offered only cold, unyielding tradition. A curse slipped from my lips, low and venomous. The thought of that old King's hands on me, his breath sour with wine, his body pressing mine into the marital bed, made my stomach twist. I’d rather throw myself from the highest tower than let that man touch me.

My awesome readers. This book is going to be a dark romance. So please, don't try to cut off my head if our Georgina brutally suffers (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠). I mean, she must suffer in order for her to change. Hehehe~!".

“Like it’s just another war you have to control.” “It is.” “No,” she said firmly. “It stopped being just that the moment you kissed me.” Silence. Deep. Heavy. Unavoidable. “And now?” she asked. His breath slowed. “Now it’s complicated.” Nyra almost laughed—but there was no humor in it. “Complicated?” she repeated. “That’s what you’re calling this?” “What do you want me to call it?” She didn’t hesitate. “Real.” The word settled between them like something fragile and dangerous.

••Attention•• 🚧 I want to make one thing clear. If you are looking for a lovey-dovey romance then this isn't for you. It's a Dark Romance. The male lead will f*ck with your mind. I repeat do not expect vanilla romance. If you can't handle it then I suggest do not read this book and please don't leave hate comments because they will be deleted! Thank you! _______________________________________ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Ace was walking down a path of rose petals, candles flickering in the ancient sconces, and pack members gathered to witness history in the making. "Elegant but warm," I said slowly. "Formal enough to honor the occasion, but not so formal that it feels cold. This is about family as much as it is about power." "I love it. Very Colleen Hoover meets medieval fantasy." I laughed despite myself. "That's oddly specific." "But accurate, right? All that romantic tension with a touch of ancient mysticism?" "You're ridiculous." "But I'm not wrong." She wasn't wrong. There was something deeply romantic about the idea of watching the man I loved claim his birthright. Something that made my heart race and

I didn’t think I’d meet up with him, but if he put in the effort to come see me, I’d make time for him. Then there was Dane. Goddess, just his name had me clenching my thighs together. He was a high risk, but I swiped right on Dane because he was everything I had ever wanted, fantasy-wise. And if I ever met up with him, that’s all it would ever be: a fantasy. When I picked a book off of my TBR shelf to read the dirtiest, smuttiest, violent-filled dark romance novel, I pictured a man like Dane. Yeah, he’s my favorite too.