Spicy Fae Books Novels & Stories

She abhorred long hikes, but if she wanted to get a look at the vampires who Freya’s people had managed to capture without the tediousness of someone constantly monitoring her, she had no choice than to make the trek. She used the time making her way over what she considered rough terrain contemplating the development of Jasper’s relationship with Freya. Where, in the beginning, it appeared as if they’d be lucky to get through a day without taking each other’s head off, of late, they seemed almost bonded. Lila assumed that it had a lot to do with the closeness that was required in order for him to study the ancient lycan. At least, for Jasper it was that. For Freya, it was more about how

He thought there was something bad happening on her daughter until he heard Shaine moaning Raphael’s name… screaming that she wanted to be fucked hard by Raphael. That night, Shaine was so horny that she tried to call Raphael many times. Unfortunately, he didn’t answer any of her calls so she ended up having video call sex with her dad’s other friends—Alex, Marhenry, Noel, and Charles. She had three orgasm that night but still felt unsatisfied, she thinks that only Raphael’s cock would ease her lust. Shaine waited in their house for almost five days, when Friday came, she couldn’t afford to wait for another anymore so she rode a taxi and went to Raphael’s home.

I haven't even finished it yet and I feel like I already have a book hangover. I'm deep into reading when someone occupies the seat next to me. I look up and see a pretty blonde girl sitting there. I instantly lower my head again because I don't know if she's nice or not. So far, no one has gone out of their way to be nice to me, and that's okay. Anyway, I like to be alone. Looks like this girl has other plans. "Hello," she says cheerfully. "My name is Kate and you're Lia , right?".

In the luxurious surroundings of the fancy restaurant, soft jazz melodies wafted through the air, creating an atmosphere of refined elegance. Crystal chandeliers adorned the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the well-dressed patrons engaged in hushed conversations. The chairs were plush and velvety, cradling diners in comfort, while linen-clad tables enhanced the overall sophisticated ambiance. Joan Brandon, twenty-six years old, blonde, beautiful, with large green doe eyes, was invited out by her best friend and colleague, Grace Everton, who noticed the latter was feeling lower than normal that day. It was a usual thing for the girls to treat each other to either brunch, lunch, or dinner. B

Felza's blushed, her neck flushed red, “You can't lie, it's written all over your face. You literally called me fat.” “You’re not.” I said, almost seriously, “You look perfect.” “Then I'll excuse you for some time. I have to complete this book.” I stared at the book in her hands, slightly curious, “Is that a dark romance book?” “How did you know?” Felza asked, slightly baffled, “You read dark romance books as well?” she looked rather shocked when I nodded slowly, not tearing my eyes from hers, “I've enjoyed reading books like that for years.” I lied, wanting to impress her. Felza laughed out loud, “What a surprise? Most people hate books like this. What's your favorite?”

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“Haven’t you said it before?” “Yes, but maybe they don’t remember and reading this will make them understand this book better. So yes,” She is suddenly facing the wall beside her, “I want you guys to read the first book. ‘Asteria: The Fey King’s Mate’. It’s exclusively on N******t, so I couldn’t upload it here. I am sorry for that, I really am but this will make you understand a lot of things better and I hope you like it.”

“Tuesday nights. The Spined Fox bookstore. We read everything from literary fiction to trashy romance. No judgment.” I took the flyer. “I’ll think about it.” “Don’t think. Just come.” I came. The Spined Fox The bookstore was everything I’d dreamed of. Old wooden shelves, creaky floors, the smell of paper and dust and something sweet from the café in the back. The owner, a retired English professor named Martha, greeted me like an old friend. “New face,” she said. “Welcome. We start in ten minutes. Grab a seat.” I sat in a worn armchair, clutching my copy of that month’s book—a debut novel about grief and gardening—and tried not to look as nervous as I felt.

Rhae slowly walked towards the bookshelf off to the side of the room and began skimming the titles. "Tales of Fae," Aynyra grinned, crossing her legs in the bed like a toddler. Rhae pulled the book off the shelf, examining the repeatedly broken spine and the clear wear and tear on the cloth-covered binding. "A children's book?" Rhae questioned peering at the title. Aynyra chuckled, "It's not a children's book, it's based on history. It's fact." Rhae walked over to the bed laughing, "It's myth Aynyra, don't tell me you believe in the Fae."

"Would you care to get some food, little Halfling?" Bailey stepped out of Jayce's arms and took Beckett's hand, letting him lead her through the throng to a long buffet set against the wall. The smell of seared vegetables and roasted meat settled her nerves. "I'd always thought the Fae were vegetarians. It's what we are taught. The whole 'nature spirit' thing."