Witchy Romance Books Novels & Stories

Immortal Desire - vampire, werewolf, witch - a fantasy-based story with dark romance and erotica (you can take a peek at this if it suits your genre taste) - completed 2. Midnight Feast -werewolf - this is a little dark. I don't know how to say it. See for yourself (I like this so much) -new book/on-going 3. The Deserted Wife -TDB book 2 -Romance/drama -new book/on-going

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

As I passed by a small bookstore, the title of a book in the window caught my eye. I stepped inside, the cool air a welcome reprieve from the heat outside. The scent of old books and incense wrapped around me like a comforting blanket. The owner, a friendly woman with a knowing smile, asked if I needed help. I pointed to the book in the window. "Ah, the magik calls to you?" she said, her accent thick and comforting. "Come, let me show you where that one is." The book was about the history of the French Quarter, filled with tales of love, loss, and the supernatural.

He watched as she pulled books down, smiling to himself. "Is there anything you need me to do?" He asked as he joined her at the bookshelf. "I don't know." She paused, turning to face him. He watched as her cheeks turned pink, "I... this is selfish to ask... but..." she lowered her gaze as she held her books to her chest, "If I don't have enough magic power... Will you..." she lifted her gaze to his, "Will you help me orgasm again?" Dante stared down at her, taken aback by her request.

Trenton wrung his hands, “I know this is personal but you fell in love once before and came home with a wife, what’s so special with the new girl?” I sighed, of course, he would want to know, “with Kylie it was more of a sexual pull. I was young, I was free from command for the first time in my life and when I meet her she was like a breath of fresh air. I knew she wasn’t my mate, I didn’t feel the pull toward her, my inner wolf didn’t care one way or the other.” Trenton nodded so I continued, “with Samanta I felt her before I even saw her, my senses could smell her and knew, my inner wolf demanded her. Like I have never had that side of my brain fight so hard for control. Being away from he

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams

I am not going to use a softer word because the softer words would be inaccurate and inaccuracy in this case would be a form of dishonoring what happened, which is that Estella, eight years old, fae-human hybrid, the child with the rising blocks and the first smile in three years, was triggered by something in her therapy session that she did not have the regulatory framework to manage, and the fae-hybrid ability that has been developing without proper oversight since Katherine and Isla began working with her produced in a moment of acute distress the specific response of uncontrolled fae magic in an enclosed space, and the caretaker who was with her was thrown against the wall by the force

“I love watching you please him. It is making me so wet. Look at how hard he is in your mouth.” Jake pulled off Miguel’s cock with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting his lips to the head. He looked at me with dark, hungry eyes. “You like this, Mrs. Angelique? You like seeing me suck cock while you play with that slutty pussy? Rub it faster for us. Show us how turned on you are.” “Yes,” I moaned, rubbing my clit faster. “It is so hot. You both look so good together. I am dripping all over my fingers.”

His eyebrows knit together, and he shakes his head no, “You don’t need to fret over that, Elyria. Your smile is more than enough for me.” My cheeks burn from his kind words, especially as he says them in front of some of the closest people in his life. I grab one of the books out of the bag and say, “Well, Alpha, is it alright if I get to the office and to my reading?” I didn’t pay attention to what I was grabbing. As Atlas grabs the book and examines it, I realize what it is and regret the decision to grab a random book. It’s a romance book with a half-naked man on the cover, a girl in a skimpy dress, and a wolf in the background titled ‘Taming the Alpha. ’

Lucas was mine now, and I was his, the forbidden bond stronger than any sacred tie. I traced patterns on his chest, already planning the next time I would push him over the edge. His hand stroked my hair, and I smiled against his skin. The wolf had surrendered, and the heat between us burned hotter than ever. We dozed briefly, but his cock stirred against my thigh, and soon we were at it again, this time with me riding him on the couch, my hips rolling as he gripped my waist and thrust up to meet every descent. His knot swelled inside me once more, locking us as I ground down, milking every drop from him while his mouth latched onto my nipple, sucking hard enough to leave marks.