Action Fantasy Novels & Stories

Not with the child growing inside me and a prophecy looming like a blade over my future. We flew north on Link’s private jet, skimming the clouds in silence. We didn’t speak much. There was too much between us, and more waiting ahead. At the airport, a black SUV waited. Bulletproof. Spell-warded. Dax drove while Marcy coordinated with pack allies via encrypted text chains and satellite-linked tablets. “This isn’t just ancient lore anymore,” I said as we crossed the border into rogue territory. “It’s active.” “I know,” Link said. His hand reached for mine across the console. “And we’ll be ready.”

"I've never wanted anything for you but your happiness. Please grant me this." His head drops and Derrick places his arms around my brother. My goodbyes are quick after that. Now I'm fully dressed and flying on a crazy female dragon with a death wish. She's breaking all the rules of the realm with no care that the U.S. military might shoot us down. "Hold on," she yells into my head. A fighter plane comes out of nowhere as Roxy, as she asked me to call her, rolls to her side and takes us between two tall buildings. "We're doing this all the way to Arizona?" I question softly into her mind because her yelling has given me a headache.

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.

Talk about what? Dante stepped toward me, "chill mate." I growled again, my chest vibrating, "I will not chill, talk about what Dante? Your deep fucking love for each other? How amazing it is to fall so quickly? Some other rom-com shit?" Dante just shook his head, "You're acting so fucking paranoid. And so what if we were? Who are you to stop us?" "I am your fucking alpha!" I snarled, flying at him. I flicked my wrist and it became a paw, allowing me to smack Dante across the face, claws digging into his skin so that when I pulled away, my nails dripped blood.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.

Victor pounding deep and hard, hips snapping, balls slapping against her ass. Jade grinding down on Lila’s mouth, fingers pinching her own nipples, moaning loud and shameless. The mirrors reflected everything—Lila bound and writhing, Victor’s muscles flexing with every thrust, Jade riding her face with abandon. Lila came first—muffled screams against Jade’s pussy, body arching off the bed as she clenched around Victor’s cock. Jade followed seconds later, flooding Lila’s mouth with her release, thighs trembling. Victor pulled out, flipped Lila onto her stomach, and entered her again from behind—deeper this angle, brutal. One hand fisted in her hair, the other reaching under to rub her oversen

My mate tilts his huge gun metal grey head back and howls to the moon Goddess telling our team to start. Dylan’s wolf growls, dropping to a fighting stance the minute Clay howls. I don’t give him a chance to attack my mate. I leap at him, biting into his left shoulder ripping the flesh from it and spitting it out. It howls in pain but refuses to attack me.

I felt a sharp pain in my arm and watched as Lilianna dug into my forearm with her claws. “Ahhhh! Lilianna, stop!” I screamed in pain. There was a blur of black hair as Janea burst through the door and ripped Lilianna off me. “What’s going on? Is she an enemy?” Janea asked. “No time to explain, just get that watch from my dad!” I yelled while dodging a punch from Lilianna. Janea nodded, not wasting another second. Lilianna was back on me in an instant, slashing at me as I was pushed back. She was so fast all I could do was block and dodge, there was no opening to attack.

"Get to the safe room. Lock it. Don't open for anyone except me." "Adam—" "Please. I need to know you're both safe so I can fight without distraction." She nodded. Kissed me quickly. "Be careful." "Always." I shifted fully and ran toward the fighting. There were vampires everywhere. At least thirty, maybe more. They'd come prepared this time. Armed with silver weapons. Wearing armor spelled against magic. This wasn't a probe. This was an execution attempt. I tore into the nearest vampire, my wolf instincts taking over. Around me, the pack fought with everything they had. The witch specialists were hurling fire and lightning. The Council guards formed defensive lines.

Lana said weakly, followed by a long and accented moan of happiness. It was only a matter of time before Lana could feel the hot liquid flowing from her. Her muscles trembled as she closed her eyes and tightened her grip on the hand that the young man was still holding. The young lady's happiness intensified when Andrew continued his seemingly reckless exit and entry into her extremely wet cut. She didn't know if he was planning to kill her with the excessive heat of passion because she was really weak and her throat was really dry because she hadn't stopped muttering and breathing ever since he started pounding her.