Novel & Cerita Standalone Fantasy Romance

My next book is titled 'After the Downfall," and the cover is already up on social media. I'm tweaking the blurb, but it will be up tomorrow, as well. I'm going to start uploading chapters this weekend to the website, but I will be getting it signed ASAP so it shows on the app, too. This book was intended to be a standalone, but I may reevaluate depending on how well it's recieved. It is another werewolf romance with a post-apocalyptic spin, but I do want to stress that this does not mean I will only be limiting myself to these types of novels in the future. (I have a mermaid novel I'm starting to formulate actually!) Y'all's support, whether through comments, likes, or gems have kept me mot

By sunset, that ache had turned into a throbbing, dripping need. No boyfriend. No rules. Just seven days to be a greedy, horny slut. I grabbed the resort tablet and opened the Concierge app. Private Companions. I selected exactly what I wanted: Male. Very tall. Extremely muscular. Hung like a fucking horse. Expert tongue and stamina. No limits. One night. I hit submit, already soaked. Thirty minutes later, a firm knock sounded at the door. I opened it and felt my pussy clench at the sight of him.

“Please. I’ve been obsessed with my glass dildo lately. I get it ice-cold from the fridge, lie back, spread my legs wide and slide it in slow. The chill plus the pressure on my g-spot? Lethal. I don’t even touch my clit half the time and I still come screaming. Solo sex is elite. No awkward rhythm, no guessing games…just pure, selfish pleasure.” They both turned to me, grinning expectantly. We were arranging stuff for me and Caleb's usual romantic night. He's finally home from his three day journey to his mom. I felt heat rush to my cheeks, but I smiled anyway, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “You two are ridiculous.” “No dodging,” Jasmine sang. “Come on, Lena. When’s the last time y

I whispered enough for him to hear. “You are our responsibility,” he said, brushing his fingers at my face, I could feel tingles exploding in my stomach. “You are mine!” I swallowed hard, breathing as softly as I could while our eyes engaged in conversations. He leaned forward, his hot breath now cascading over my essence. I did the same, only I parted my lips expecting some kind of smooch. I did not come. Lord Fenrik directed his kiss to my forehead, leaving me hanging in the air. I furrowed my brow at the frustration as he stood and left the room.

“We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.” I blinked several times. One part of me was happy that I would get to do the things I've always dreamt to do with him but the other part was skeptical about the result. I would just feel like his one-night stands; we do the deed and that's all. “I think these rules will do for now. I need to go to bed and think over this,” I said, feeling tired all of a sudden. I opened the door and was about to leave when he got out of the car before me

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

“However, I’m not the one with a harem.” Tiernan frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “It means…” She stroked his face with her fingertips. “It means I’m the one who has the right to be jealous. I have to share you with five other women, plus who knows how many on your trips.” “I haven’t slept with anyone since taking you as a companion.” He made the admission gruffly, as though he didn’t like giving her that information. Madison sighed. “Except for one night.” Firming her mouth, she said, “It doesn’t matter who you were with. You owe me nothing.”

My other hand joined the first and penetrated my pussy with two fingers. I was free to do or say anything I wanted. No one could see in and the doors were locked. I was breathing faster now. I looked around the room and moaned out “Ohhhhh, I wish someone was here to see me cum!” A new rush of excitement came over me as I said those naughty words. My fantasy turned back to Blake and I on the blanket in the maple grove. How he pounded into my virgin pussy again and again! I looked at his picture and put direct pressure on my hard clit.

I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre. And lastly as for another work on Goodnovel.com I've a contemporary romance I'd love to suggest because now I'm aware of the flash forward style of GN. It's entitled as "Winning Over The Cold Heiress." Thank you~

His voice made me jump, “What is your name woman?” My lips came unglued and I managed to choke out, “Fantasy, but please don’t call me that. I hate it.” “Okay, what do you go by then?” He queried with amusement tingeing his tone of voice. “Tasy.” I whispered out as I felt the heated wetness of a male’s erotically appointed appendage press into the lips of my opening from behind.