High Fantasy Romance Novels & Stories

The gown clings to my legs as I move, the diamonds catching the light with every step, scattering its reflection across the floor. The crowd parts. A hush falls, just for a breath, before the room erupts into a ripple of bows and curtsies. For him. The vampire prince. Their prince. My stomach twists, but Rhysand’s hand tightens on mine, grounding me. “Bold, little one,” he murmurs, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “They can see you, but they won’t know you. Not truly.” His spell hums beneath my skin, a warm pulse of magic that keeps our gazes sliding away from me.

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

He's hard and large, just as I fantasized. Before I can get too comfortable basking in my fascination, he half-lifts me and throws me onto the bed. My stomach jumps and the reality of the situation finally settles in my chest. I'm inflamed with wild wantonness and I'm barely breathing. Never, ever have I experienced something like this. He makes quick work of his pants. The sound of his zipper slipping down is more than enough to get me wet. Wetter. He doesn't bother pulling off his shirt. His body falls upon mine, and his hungry hands bunch up my nightie until my breasts are bared in the cool air. His mouth latches on to one nipple and then the next with an almost frightening urgency.

Beginning of Book 3 Ruled by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a Reverse Harem Romance The sound of horses’ hooves beating against packed earth, cheers from the crowded stands, and the jarring clang of wood on metal were all drowned out by the sound of Princess Katrinetta’s heart beating out of her chest as she stared down from the riser. Gripping the wooden barrier that separated her from a fifteen foot fall to the arena floor beneath her, Kit’s knuckles were white, and despite the cool temperatures, a fine line of perspiration beaded her forehead.

He would play the role of a tsundere, a Japanese term for a character development process that describes a person who is initially cold before gradually showing a warmer, friendlier side over time. At the same time, he needs to focus on what he missed during the days he was out of classes. Good thing that he doesn’t really need to attend any classes as his identity of being a member of an ancient House in the academy exempts him from mandatory classes. Also, he has a good teacher beside him, it is none other than Lark and to add to the abundance of books the house collected, he actually has his personal study room. For practice, there is actually a separate room for that where he can conjure

It was as if her imaginations were real that she forgot reality in itself. She imagined laying on the bed and Henry laying slowly on her. He kissed her passionately on the lips as she who was so lost in pleasure wrapped her hands around his neck. He then proceeded to her neck. As if studying her neck,he used his fingertips to trace her neck which sent chills all over her body. He was doing the unthinkable to her in her head. She bit her lips so as not to let out a moan until he used the tip of his tongue to trace the back of her ear and licking the outline of her ear. She couldn't resist the magical things he was doing to her as she let out a moan. He ran his fingers through her face and com

The two of them had never played together before but they fell in sync with one another’s rhythm almost immediately! Goodness! “I certainly didn’t expect this from Young Master Henderson and Christina! These two make such a romantic couple!” Young Master Lewis’s jaw dropped in exaggeration. However, he shut his mouth immediately upon sensing the deathly glare from Michael. Christina turned to look at Matthew as the last note was played and the latter returned the gaze with affection in his eyes. The two of them looked into each other’s eyes for a long time before he suddenly hugged her, locking his lips with hers before she could react.

Freya Rose I decided against mentioning the creepy guy with the dead flowers. Today was meant to be a celebration day. To be completely honest, I barely believed what I'd just seen myself. I mean, moments before, I had just been fantasizing about a future with Tristan. Us as a family with a bunch of our werewolf pups running around in the woods. Maybe my mind got a bit carried away, and made the whole thing up?

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.

After texting him, I looked at him with a grin on my face and waited for his reply. My Vampire: 100% My Vampire: Angel, you have no idea the wild things I want to do with you. My cheeks turned bright red because I understood what wild things he was referring to. Me: What? I questioned him because I was intrigued as to what exactly he had in mind for us. My Vampire: Do you really want to know about my wild fantasies right now? I realised that it was a bad idea to know about his fantasies in the middle of class because, before I even knew about them, I was dripping wet and squeezing my thighs to suppress the intense sensation between them.