Novel & Cerita Paranormal Fantasy Romance

Disclaimer: Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. Triggering themes. Lesbian content. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat that comes with it. Rated 18+ --- Priya Walsh was dreaming again. She could feel it even inside the dream, that specific awareness that sits at the back of your mind telling you this isn't real while everything happening in front of you feels more real than anything you experienced while you were awake. Brooklyn's hands were in her hair.

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

The thrill of control sent a shiver down my spine, igniting my own desire as I continued to tease him. The night stretched out before us, a dark canvas on which we would paint our most forbidden fantasies. I was determined to push him to the very edge, to explore the depths of our intertwined souls in this realm of terror and ecstasy. As I took him deeper into the abyss, I could feel the shadows swirling around us, the whispers of the asylum bearing witness to our passionate exchange.

I shivered, my body responding immediately. I got lost in the feeling. His lips on my neck, his hands exploring my body, his hard cock pressing against me. I moaned softly, my head falling back against his shoulder. “Elias…” I whispered, my voice shaky. He didn’t stop. His hands moved higher, cupping my breasts, thumbs brushing over my hard nipples. I arched into his touch, my hips moving slightly against him. His hands parted my legs slowly, his fingers sliding along my inner thighs. I felt uncomfortable at first, my body tensing, no, this man had a fiancée, he was about to get married, I don'twant to become the secretarywho became a third party in a relationship, my senses came back and I

The air between us felt thick, charged with forbidden hunger. “You shouldn’t say things like that,” I whispered, glancing toward Ethan. He was still roaring with laughter, completely unaware. “Not here. Not… with me.” Damien set his glass down and stepped closer. Not enough to draw attention, but close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from his larger body. His fingers brushed against my wrist as he reached for a napkin, a seemingly innocent touch that lingered just a second too long. Electricity shot up my arm and straight down to my core. I bit the inside of my lip to stop a soft sound from escaping.

Absolutely. I’ll keep it fast-paced, emotional, romantic, and natural, with the biker atmosphere and bad-boy/good-girl contrast. Since it’s only ten chapters, I’ll make each chapter actuall Amara had never been somewhere she wasn't supposed to be. At least, not intentionally. She stood at the edge of the abandoned warehouse parking lot, staring at the crowd in front of her and wondering how quickly she could leave without anyone noticing. Probably not quickly. There were motorcycles everywhere.

She walked into the room and upon seeing the acient kettle on a table, she knew once it was the room where she she had been kissed by the scary Taynor. He laid on the bed and his eyes were closed, so, he was probably sleeping. Intrigued by his striking looks, she moved closer to him and felt his skin. It was so smooth and flawless. Certainly, it was all her imaginations when she saw his eyes change it's colour because there was no way such a handsome human could ever be that monster she had seen. It was definitely her imagination. She stared at him deeply, trying to fathom the reason on why she was so attracted to the strange human.

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Beware of typos and wrong grammar! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! His Luna Series 1: His Hunter Luna Status: On-Going Language: English Genre: Werewolf/Romance Written by: pinkfantaxxy Started: 08/22/24

Feeling the hard length of him, with heat so intense it almost burned her palm, she grew slick and ready for him. Eamon set aside the book, but his hands weren’t idle after that. He used them to push aside the pink underwear from the freshly laundered fae fabric, which heightened her pheromones or somehow enhanced her arousal. Or maybe it was just Eamon himself. They stroked each other almost shyly at first, until he lifted his hips. It seemed to break the spell between them, and she took advantage of the moment to strip his pants down past his thighs. He pulled her closer, guiding her sheath to the tip of his cock, which slowly entered her. He murmured a contraceptive spell as he sank compl

“And you wanted me to notice.” “Yes.” He hooked his fingers into her thong and dragged it down her thighs, letting it pool at her ankles. Cool air hit her soaked pussy. He groaned softly. “Look at you. Dripping down your legs already.” One thick finger traced her seam, gathering wetness, then pushed inside without warning. She moaned, pushing back. He added a second finger, pumping slow and deep, curling to hit that spot that made her knees buckle. “You’ve been fantasizing about this, haven’t you?” he said against her ear, leaning over her. “About me bending you over my desk and fucking you raw while the campus walks by outside.”