Ya Fantasy Romance Novels & Stories

"You're... you're so much bigger than you look! Oh Damn, Leo!!" Leo felt his breath leave his lungs. Jade was different from Zara. If Zara was a glove, Jade was a tight, clip. Her internal muscles were clenching around him before she even started to move. The blue liquid in his veins was screaming now, turning his blood into liquid fire. He didn't wait for her to set the pace. He grabbed her by her slim waist, his fingers sinking into her skin, and began to thrust upward with a raw, merciless power.

Instead of pulling away, she smiled wider, looping her arms around my neck like we were old lovers. “Faye, who is this handsome man?” she slurred, her voice playful and drunk. “Did you get me one of those beautiful souls?” My gaze snapped to Faye, but she was lost in her little world, her eyes glassy and clearly deep in her own intoxication. Faye Yang is a family friend from years ago. She hadn’t even recognised me yet. I pulled Jeneta flush against my body, holding her tight. She leaned in heavily, resting her head on my shoulder, but her lips stayed dangerously close to my ear. Her warm breath tickled my skin as she whispered, “You’re very handsome… Come home with me.”

She looked up at Kael, tears shimmering in her eyes, disbelief giving way to a twisted delight and barely restrained excitement. She glanced at Kael’s resolute expression, then at me. The fear deep in her bones was slowly replaced by warped triumph. She took a deep breath, loosened herself slightly from Kael’s hold, and slowly raised her hand toward me. Countless vampire gazes fell upon my back. Just before her fingertips could reach my cheek. I seized her wrist and held it in midair. Her palm hovered inches from my face, unable to move any closer. The cold from my fingers seeped into her skin.

"Yes! That's right! Everything you just said was right. And it's because I'm not your Lady Assi. This world is just inside a comic book. And I came from there—" Yassi couldn't continue what she is saying because Flera suddenly passed out in front of her. She moves Flera's body and puts her on top of her bed. She should fell asleep so she can escape from this house. She comes out of her room and finds her way out. She can't stay in this house anymore or else she will be married to a character in a comic book. And she feels it ridiculous. She will not let it happen so she will have to escape from this house.

"No. They had human servants in their mansion. One of them stood as her parent while the husband transformed his body into a kid to match his wife's age." "And what's the ending? Did the female vampire get what she wanted?" "Nobody knows what happened to them after that." I pouted. "That's it?" I was silent for several seconds and thought deeply. "Why do you look sad?" Dyrroth asked. I sighed. "I just thought... If the husband loved his wife, he should have accompanied her to become a human to travel the world. Wouldn't that be better? No one would be hurt, and they would both be enjoying themselves. "

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

“This isn’t a fantasy book, Haylee Smith. I’m talking about our life. So no, you aren’t a vampire.” “Are you sure about that? With everything happening lately, my life definitely feels like a fantasy book.” I retorted, smiling to myself as I walked down the hallway, even though I shouldn’t find this funny. “In fact, this story is transitioning too—into a fantastic fantasy romance. The heat of the kiss we shared with—” “Can you stay focused?” Liya interjected, but I sensed her happiness as we both recalled the passionate moment we had with Xalen before he left my bed. “You are such a horny wolf.”

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?