Romantic Sci-fi Books Novels & Stories

Intriguing and suspense-filled. For more tales of dark romance fantasy, don't miss out on my other works: THE ALPHA'S THIRD MISTRESS under the author name BEST WRITES. MATED TO MY OBSESSIVE STEPBROTHER - A forbidden romance book. Follow Best Writes and Velvet Desires for more journies into the darker side of desire and dominance. Thank you for joining me on this adventure. Your next escape into fantasy awaits! Hoping to see you as we embark on another beautiful journey together.

“So what, I’m supposed to just… sit here? Knit scarves by the fire while you go hunting shadows? You can’t lock me up like some fragile doll, Damien.” He leaned in, his voice lowering to that tone that was more command than suggestion. “If it keeps you alive? Yes, I can.” For a heartbeat, their faces were inches apart, the air between them humming with something sharp and unspoken. Then he opened his door and stepped into the cool night air, breaking the tension as if it had never been there.

For freaking real. "Then, watch me," I gave him one more hard glare before turning the other way. Matteo caught me, Swinging me around to face him. I gasped, taken aback by his guts. The fucking guts he had. I watched as his eyes stayed on my lips. No way I was gonna kiss. No way, and I meant it this time. This was no human I was dealing with. This was an animal. A wolf. A lower fucking animal. But that knowledge only made me more hesitant in accepting the truth. How could a guy...his could someone with such nice blue eyes—eyes like an Angel's—be a wolf? How could a guy with the coldest, yet sexisest stare be a wolf. How…? How did that all add up? I knew how mesmerized I used to be, how my

"Yes, finally.... I engineered this wedding. There were times when I thought I'd never get the two of them hitched." Silence falls, the awkward silence of people trying to find the next thing to say. Beth looks down at my book. "What are you reading?" I offer it up to her. "It's one Charlotte recommended to me. 'Time Enough for Love'; a Heinlein sci-fi novel from the seventies." Richard arches brows and rubs the side of his nose. "Doesn't sound like your sort of reading. I'd have had you down as a thrillers and suspense man?"

“You just have to trust me. Give in to the darkness, and I promise you will never regret it. Let me show you how beautiful it can be.” I felt my resistance wavering, the seductive pull of her promises making my skin tingle. She reached out, her fingers brushing against my cheek, igniting a spark of desire that surged through me. “You’ll never be alone again, Elias. I will be with you, always.” As her touch lingered, the darkness around us thickened, becoming almost palpable. I could feel it seeping into my skin, wrapping around my heart, promising a release from the pain that had haunted me for so long.

“You tell me you don’t want to be caught alone with me. Then you appear at my door? What is going on, Ana?” Ana breathed heavily as her body prepared for what his kiss promised her. She resisted, groaned as her thighs clenched. Their eyes glowed red with their response to each other. Fangs predominantly showed between both their swollen lips. His hips ground into her pelvis, enticing her unreasonable desire for him to couple with her. Ana’s mind instantly jumped the track, and she couldn’t remember why she’d come to his room.

It doesn’t come in degrees,’ he professed, but in the back of his mind he thought of Star. Sierra raised her head, and her scent blended with the smell of damp leaves and moss. ‘You’re not afraid, then, to be loved?’ ‘Maybe love is like wishing on stars, something people imagine to make themselves feel better.’ She arched one dark eyebrow. ‘You don’t believe there’s a magical chemistry drawing two people together? That if they’re meant to be together, they will be, no matter how unlikely?’ He smiled up at her. ‘You’re naive. What’s that you’re doing with your hair? It’s downright distracting. You said it was too hot to wear it that way.’

Rosie is a human girl who was taken captive by the vampires but Alisha rescued her and she became the little prince nanny. Her slow steps to her sons chamber reminded her of the days in zikia,the days she wished to relive. “Do you need anything?” Rosie asked again, raising the shutters as lightening filled the air. “Nay, you may retire for the night,I plan to spend the night with my son” she announced and Immediately, Rosie bowed and made her way out of the chamber. Her mind drifted back to Damien and the last time she saw him. The hurt in his blue orbs,the shallow breaths he took and the sad smile which finally thugged at his lower lip.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.