Novel & Cerita Historical Fantasy Romance Novels

It was my first time visiting a library, but I was extremely bored, and in the past, reading had cured my boredom. When I was younger, around the age of fifteen, I was housed with a couple who loved reading. They had a room in their home that was solely dedicated to their books. Three out of the four walls were lined corner-to-corner with built-in bookshelves, and one of the walls was solely for my foster mother. On her shelves was where I found my favorite genre, historical romance. The fourth wall was a reading nook, and I found myself sitting on the nook, my legs tucked underneath me, encaptured by novels written by Johanna Lindsey, Lisa Kleypas, Julia Quinn, and Julia Garwood, just to na

What To Expect ✓ Fallen Angel Romance ✓ Possessive/ clingy Hero ✓ Powerful Heroine ✓Smutt ✓ Celestial Politics ✓ Forbidden Love ✓ Enemies Hunting The Heroine ✓ Reincarnation Mystery ✓ Touch-Her-And-Die Energy ✓More smutt ✓ Epic earth shattering sex with a literal fallen angel, one who fucks his girl with his wings out Short Author’s Note Every story in this anthology explores a different kind of supernatural romance. Some heroes are monsters. Some are kings. Some are villains. Some are devils But all of them fall as hard as they fuck! The Bound to the fallen angel is a dark fantasy romance about fate, obsession, second chances, and a love that survives across lifetimes.

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Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

He never shielded me from the heartache in the pages of those books but used them as a tool to teach me about life, history, hopes, and dreams. It wasn’t until my teen years that I discovered my love of romance. What began by dipping my toes into the historical greats affectionately termed ‘bodice rippers’ took on a different tone when I was a senior in high school. I discovered the world of erotic romance. I’d always been taught that literature was a gateway for the imagination so I never dreamed that some people would frown on the romance genre as lower quality literature. After all, with a history of such utter trash like Wuthering Heights and The Old Man and the Sea being named classics,

Maybe it was just a desperate attempt to feel useful. When I finished, I drIfted to the bookshelf near the fireplace. I scanned the tItles slowly, looking for somethIng light. Anything without mates, romance, or fated connections. The irony wasn’t lost on me, I was trapped in a twisted version of one of those stories. Only in mine, there was no love. No happy ending. Just guilt, betrayal, and aching confusion. I chose a hIstorical novel and curled up by the window. The cardIgan and fuzzy socks I wore kept the cold at bay, at least physically. But my thoughts wouldn’t quiet.

I think for a moment, “I don’t think I have one. There is a small café that Kendra and I frequent because it is conveniently located near her workplace. I don’t eat out much.” “You read a lot. What is your favorite book?” Max asked. I shrug, “It depends on my mood. We didn’t have television growing up, so I read a lot. I don’t think I have a favorite book. But my favorite genre is historical romance.” “Oh, you like things about knights and kings?” Max inquires. I feel slightly embarrassed, “No, some of my favorites are about someone who goes back in time, and they have to adjust. Most go with a poor farm boy.”

I tried to avert my gaze but I could not, not when a part of me longed to be one of those girls. The way they were handled by the Lycans. Delicate and tender. The Lycans went down on them, licking and fingering their way into their core as I watched these girls stretch and groan, grappling and gasping before flipping them over their stomachs, setting them up to bury their huge groin into their wet entrance. Then they went all in, thrusting into them as these girls begged them for more. I crossed my legs tightly, only to realise I had gotten wet. I closed my eyes and prayed to the goddess that it all passed quickly, but it didn't. Soon the whole room was filled with moans and screams. Their s

Only this particular library was mainly archives and non-fiction works, and I was getting increasingly annoyed that even now, this didn't seem to be going right. My fingers slid along the spines of each individual novel and then rested on a famous historical romance novel. I picked it out and smiled at it. Leave it to Lyndra to have this tucked away in amongst the more straightforward reading options. Then another book caught my eye. Its spine was one of the most detailed I had seen, with gold stars going up its length. I put back Lyndra's novel and lifted out the second one instead. It was masterfully binded with intricate detailing. The star pattern continued on the front, making up the bo