Lesbianromance Novels & Stories

#Romance #Thrilling #Suspense #Action #Dramas This is going to be the best of best so don't miss any part. @Authoress Ricky Be expecting this next week readers. I love you all💓💓 Here is a blurb about the book

Luna responded. How are you liking it so far? Where did you move from? " Washington State but Ive always moved around a lot. I love it here the history the archirtecture I can really vibe here. My cousins told me I would love it but I was a bit hesitant. I am so glad you approached me. I am a little reserved when it comes to meeting someone. " Said Luna The 2 sat for hours and conversed getting to know the basic things about each other. Neither telling the other that they were a witch or a werewolf. Before they knew it the bar was closing. Time had flown by.

Lila snorted, stifling a laugh “ Why are they always sniffing? That’s so gross.” “That’s what werewolves do! Get with the program! Anyway, what he doesn’t know is that she’s already got a childhood bestie alpha sweetheart who is secretly in love with her! And there’s some kind of uprising and love triangle. There’s already been four separate shirt removal scenes so far, and I’m only at chapter six!” "Wow. Not even half way through huh?" Lila snickered, looking up Author 456 on her shared screen, frowning a bit when she couldn't find any information on them.

Emma grunted, her voice low and filled with the need to show Isabella exactly what she had signed up for when she agreed to anything. “Reading lesbian spicy books is an unhealthy addiction that I have kept from you,” Isabella revealed one of her deepest secrets with a moan, while she focused on running her fingers playfully on Emma's exposed thighs. “Oh, I see. Since when have you been reading lesbian smut?” Emma squinted her hazel eyes at Isabella when her hand seemed to be getting bolder. “You don’t have to worry about that.” Isabella countered as she smiled up at Emma. She couldn't bring herself to reveal that it was since the very first day they met.

PROLOGUE TATIANA Death smashed into the back of Adrian’s slick Maserati, demanding our lives. My body jerked forward and the seat belt cut into my chest. My heart jumped, racing as fast as my husband’s driving. “What’s going on?” I whimpered frantically as I glanced over my shoulder. The headlights of a black SUV filled the rear window. Smash. My body jerked forward again. “Adrian!” I screamed. “Gun, get a gun.”

My anger immediately switched over to shock when I saw who it was. Right before me was the dumb woman who had kissed me on my wedding day. She stood before me, smiling seductively while twirling a lock of her hair with her other hand. I yanked my arm out of her hold then took a step back to create space between us. “What are you doing here, Lola?” I eyed her. “Are you stalking me?” Lola giggled. “Maybe… To answer your question, I am here to entertain you. I know that girlie of yours is doing a bad job. So… I came to make you have the best honeymoon ever.”

As the night progressed, Liam had something special planned for his beloved Luna, a treat that would indulge her in the ancient traditions of their werewolf heritage. In the dimly lit bedroom, Isla lay on the bed, her heart racing with anticipation. The previous round had been a blur of pleasure and discovery, and she couldn't wait to see what Liam had in store for her next. Her body still bore the marks of their passionate lovemaking—tender nipples, sensitive from his teasing, and a pussy that ached with desire.

Jenny took in a deep breath and looked into the eyes of the man standing opposite her. He gazed back into hers, and she felt her blood pulse in her veins. To their side stood the priestess officiating their wedding, and she raised her hand in blessing for the couple. “United by the will of the Moon Goddess, the both of you have come to declare your love for one another before her, as a confirmation that you respect her wish to unite your two hearts into one. Do you, Alpha Anthony, take Jennifer to be your Luna and mate from now until the end of time, or do you wish to stray on a different path from the will of the Moon Goddess. State your wish.”

And me—I'm exactly where I need to be, holding her steady while my packmates worship her. This is what reverse harem means. Not just multiple partners. But true unity. True sharing. All of us focused on her pleasure, her needs, her satisfaction. "We should move this to the bedroom," Luciano says, voice strained. "More space." "Agreed," I manage. But extracting ourselves from the shower proves difficult when none of us want to stop touching her. We manage eventually, water dripping everywhere, stumbling toward the bedroom in a tangle of limbs. Amaya laughs—actually laughs—and the sound is so unexpected, so perfect, that we all freeze.

The alcohol was still thick in her veins, Rissa felt herself unraveling in slow, syrupy waves, her legs falling wider and hips lifting toward his hand when his rough fingers finally slipped between her thighs and found how embarrassingly wet she already was. “Fuck,” Ronan breathed, the word almost reverent. “All this for a man who won’t even look at you?” He worked her open with slow, merciless strokes, curling two fingers deep inside, while his thumb circled her clit in tight, unrelenting loops. Larissa’s head thrashed against the pillow, a broken sob caught in her throat every time he dragged against that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids. She was close, dangerously