Ya Fantasy Romance Novels & Stories

When they opened it, they were both shocked on what they were seeing but later smiled and looked at each other happily. ....... "What's the meaning of this Mom, Dad?" Don't tell me... wait...you're...?" At first, Dream wanted to fake her anger but seeing the two people infront of her blushing, she change her mind. "Dad, does this mean, you're already taking the responsibility for Mom?" Dream asked excitedly. "It depends on your mom." Kenzo said looking at Yara. "Mom?" Dream called her aunt. "What?" Yara said. Dream and Sky wanted to burst of laughing because of Yara's face. She looks like a child who was caught by her parents. "Are you willing to give me a chance?" Kenzo asked facing Yara wh

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.

Fenrik My mind raced with uneasiness. She lowered my hand to her plumped breast as I caressed them thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned. She moved her mouth from my lips, kissing down my chest, as they landed on my nipples. She sucked on them with deep intensity. “Arrrgghh! Hmmm!” I moaned and groaned, my neck straining as I tried to settle my eyes on the moon ahead of us. “Do you like that, my Lycan?” Maera teased, her voice settling on me like ice on hot iron. “Or do you want me to go lower?”

All I know about her is her subtle beauty; her mixed silky hair, and her caramel skin that glowed with the gold she was arrayed in a portrait as she smiled happily into the lenses, posing with Lord Owen. “I do not want to get married,” I murmur as I stride back to the room while Lord Owen glances back at me and says nothing. My tap did not run; I never washed my hands, but I will eat my meal nevertheless. I am dirt after all, so there is no need to disgust dirt itself. “Who says you are getting married?” I look up at Owen as he eyes me. Did Katelyn not gossip about the demonic Japanese Lord who is intending to marry me?

I look at Arya, confused. “No,” I say and Devin shakes his head. “What is that?” “A fujoshi,” Arya says, her fingers gliding down Devin and my arms causing sparks to march through our skin, “is a Japanese term for a woman who likes watching romantic and sexual interactions between men. I am a fujoshi.” And just like that, my dick springs to life. I look at Devin and see that his eyes are completely blown in his lust.

"I mean it. I would never do that to you if I was in my right mind. But, Hazel... there's something you need to know about...Anya" Hazel stiffened. She was definitely not a fan of the tortured look in Yuka's eyes in this moment. "What is it?" She dared to ask, her gaze locked with his tired ones. "Anya is.....my fiancee"

This decision was too sudden for him. "I want us to talk about our marriage and your status as a Luna in NorthWulf, Yarusoyya," Rondolf explained. "Do you want to?" Yarusoyya was happy. However, she tried to control it in her heart. Yarusoyya did not expect that she would get her dream this easily. "Sure, Alpha.” Next

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

Story Title: Forbidden Flames Author: FeyLume Genre: Forbidden Romance, Best Friend’s Brother, Secret Affair, Steamy Erotica Main Characters: • Sophia Reed – 24, bold, curvy, long auburn hair, fiery and playful but secretly vulnerable. • Marcus Kane – 32, best friend’s older brother, tall, muscular, dark hair, intense green eyes, dominant and protective. Blurb: One weekend at her best friend’s lake house turns into a sinful secret with the one man she can never have — her best friend’s dangerously hot older brother.

I could already feel the heat rising and they hadn’t even touched me yet, not really. “Please,” I pleaded as Darian undid my top button. He looked at me and the look in his eyes was full of such dark promise that I clenched my legs around him. “Let’s start with a kiss,” he said, a wicked smile on his face. “What a good idea,” Dragus said, and he leaned down and captured my lips with his. He kissed me ever so gently as I felt Darian tugging on my jeans. They slid off my legs and the chill in the air hit my now bare legs. I felt as Darian thumbed over my panties, knowing that he would find them already damp. He chuckled as I moaned into Dragus’ mouth.