Sci Fi Fantasy Romance Books Novels & Stories

Hi guys! We're at the end of another story, and so far, it's been an amazing journey, I should say. Thank you for reading till this point, thank you for commenting, thank you for contributing...thank you, thank you and thank you! If you're looking for more works by me, well I have: 1. Kidnapped By The Lycan Prince (wolf x Lycan) 2. Mated To Valentine (Vampire romance) 3. The Omega 's Choice (Wolf romance)

Academic books, pet care manuals, colouring books, novels… Novels were another thing Margo and I bonded over. And even though it had been a while since I actually finished one, I always added highly recommended titles or new projects from my favourite authors to my collection. I used to be strictly a romance genre girl until Margo came into my life. She liked to tease that my bookshelf was to blame for my incurable faith in love. So she introduced me to what she called ‘real life’ genres — thrillers, sci-fi, and fantasy. Yes, fantasy.

His strong hands spreading my thighs wider, with his mouth devouring my swoleen clit while he whispered how sweet I tasted, and how long he had also wanted to taste me. The fantasy increased flooding my senses, as I kept pumping my fingers faster. I imagined him bending me over his desk, yanking my skirt up around my waist, and thrusting his thick cock into me from behind. I could almost feel the way he would fill me, with his hard and thick cock. I imagined as his hips were slapping against my ass with every deep and powerful stroke. In my head he was gripping my hair, pulling my head back so he could have access to growl filthy words in my ear.

"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.

“Oh, he likes that.” The pale witch with icy blue eyes shoves the redhead aside, her palm slamming against Damian’s chest as she kisses him. Her teeth clash against his, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth, wet and demanding. Her other hand grips his cock, her fingers twisting just enough to make him gasp into the kiss. “Mine,” she growls against his lips before pulling back, her thumb pressing against the slit of his cock, spreading the pre-cum in slow, deliberate circles. The dark-haired witch with wild curls presses against his back, her breath hot against his ear. “You’re going to take everything we give you, aren’t you?” Her fingers trace the line of his spine, dipping lower to gr

“Yes, second. Come on.” The planetarium was nearly empty. He led me toward the back- middle row of seats. I looked around, feeling self-conscious; I couldn’t remember the last time I had been in the dark with a man. Kai must have sensed my nerves. He reached for my hand, stroking it. I nervously giggled. “Relax, Rene.. It’s just me.” he laughed, kissing the top of my knuckles and sending a hiss down her wrist. We continued to watch the show as Kai pointed out several things. I was intrigued and tried to listen intently, but found it hard to concentrate because he smelled so incredible. Like the leather of his jacket, sweat, and woods.

Touched and angry at the same time. Touched that he'd cared enough to think about what I'd want. Angry that he'd been planning my imprisonment. I pushed those complicated feelings aside and kept browsing. The fiction section was extensive. Mystery novels. Thrillers. Fantasy. Literary fiction. And romance novels. A whole shelf of them. I pulled one out, curious. The cover showed a shirtless man with tattoos and a woman in a provocative pose. Very dramatic. Very over-the-top. I flipped it over to read the back.

"But I can promise that whatever happens..." He squeezed his hand. "You won't face it alone." Something inside Cassian cracked. Like an old wound finally beginning to heal. That night they sat beside a fireplace in the estate library. The room felt ancient. Shelves stretched from floor to ceiling. Thousands of books filled the walls. Human histories. Demon legends. Poetry. Magic theory. Adventure stories. Romance novels. Far too many romance novels. At least according to Cassian. Adrian disagreed.

The more I read the first pages, the more I forgot everything around me, zoning out and delving into the book. It had a twist, since the book was a fantasy romance, and talked about werewolves. But to be honest, I loved it since it was one of my favorite genres to read. I came back, looked around, and smiled seeing Nate, Kenzie, and myself had started reading the book. We were so engorged that we had completely forgotten where we were. Sophie smiled with pride, and winked at me, making me blush. It was without a doubt we were fellow bookworms to the core. I smiled, going back to reading, snuggling into Nate's arm as he begins to soothe my arm again.