Paranormal Fantasy Romance Novels & Stories

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode seven 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. A shiver raked my body as I woke up and noticed that I was naked. But where’s the blanket and……….. My gaze landed on king Damien as he sat on a rocking chair, looking down at me with lust in his eyes. I gulped and tried looking elsewhere, suddenly feeling shy as his gaze pierced me.

Dear Fans, Words cannot express how immensely satisfied I feel to get every single view.Hope everyone is doing well in these troubled times, today being the 12 th day of May 2021.During this stressed situation I have made a meagre attempt to disperse the broadest spectrum of colours in your life.Though denied by majority of so called wise and sensible people Romance remains and will remain to be the dominant factor in instilling the lost spirits in us.By Nature's default lust will always remain invincible.The chariots of Venus will always carry us to our dreamworld and the cupid's arrow will continue to pierce young and old hearts alike .It is fruitless and futile trying to supress the hormo

a woman this pick dress and black veil answered and ushered Quincy to seat on the chair in front of her. "what's your name?" the fortune woman asked. "I'm Quincy and this is my fiance Joel" Quincy answered. "Can you read mine?" Quincy asked again "Of course" the woman said and collected quincy's outstretched palm. "I see you have a strong heart as hard as a stone but it was soon melted by one, your love life is going to be fruitful and blossom with so much riches" the woman said and Quincy smiled at me. "But-" the woman continued.

I grinned and added, "Okay, we'll start working on a novel called 'The Monster and the Flower.' Which I was working on. Because you already know I write fantasy romance, this novel falls into that category as well. Do you have any doubts about what I said?" He lifted his hand and stared at me like wanting me to pick him. "Stop teasing me and ask what you wanted to ask," I answered with a grin. He inquired, "Romance. I'm aware of what it is. But what exactly is fantasy romance?" "It is a work of fiction with mystical, non-human, and romantic aspects." "Like something from a fairytale?" Fairytale? Does he think I'm a children's book author? Don't be angry with him! He's your crush and has come

"Then we need to hurry, I don't want to think anything has happened to Emily. May's voice was shaky and her heart filled with guilt. They turned to head back when the sound they had heard initially came louder suddenly, they reflexed a turn at the direction of the sound and had not gotten enough time to settle on it when a huge bird flew across them, pushing them to the ground. It went straight for Glenn, trailing it's thick claws against Glenn's body, ripping part of his shirt, he began struggling with the bird unable to get a full view of the creature above him, summer and May had tried crawling up to his aid but they had been hit the most when it flew across them, and for some strange rea

Chapter 3 The castle is straight ahead, its My boots sink into the damp earth with each step, the weight of two gazes burning into my back, Adrian’s steady, possessive heat, and Dominic’s electric, unpredictable current. The marks on my collarbone throb in time with my pulse, I press my fingers against them, as if I could smother the fire beneath my skin. Then it happens. A searing flash behind my eyelids happens so suddenly and so violently I stagger back, My breath leaves me in a gasp as I’m somewhere else, someone else, my body no longer my own.

she asked herself. “Ever heard of a forbidden love trope? Like in romance books or movies even?” Richard said, standing up and walking a bit, Solene gazed at his plump masculine buttocks and a side view of his relaxed cock. “How? How do we make that possible?” She asked getting out of bed and walking over to him. “I'm here for you Sol. But that part is up to you. I'll have your back no matter what though. Get creative baby,” he turned to face her then grabbed her by the waist.

The kind of love that's dangerous precisely because it's absolute. The paranormal wards flare suddenly. Bright. Violent. "Contact," Catherine's voice crackles through the intercom. "Multiple paranormal signatures converging on the safe house. At least three separate factions." Adrian's entire body goes rigid. "How long do we have?" "Minutes," Catherine says. We move to the main room where Catherine, Kieran, my father, and Vivian are monitoring the wards. The screens show paranormal auras approaching from three different directions. Red. Blue. Silver. Each one carries its own paranormal signature.

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

I hit send, my heart thudding against my ribs. Almost instantly, the screen lit up. Damon: Do you? I blinked. Aria: Do I what? Damon: Wish I was holding you tonight? My thumbs hovered over the screen. And then I typed, without hesitation— Aria: Yes!!! Sleep refused to come. I tossed and turned under the blanket, my skin too warm, my thoughts too loud. The pendant lay on my nightstand, still glowing faintly like a soft heartbeat in the dark. Every time I closed my eyes, the dreams came rushing back—forests burning, silver eyes watching me from the shadows, flames licking at my fingertips like they knew me.