Builderman Block Tales Fanart Novels & Stories

Emma looked over her shoulder at Jen as she moved into the arms of another Adonis, this one actually called Adonis. "I'm happy with Dante." He squeezed her hand as Jen waved her off. "To each her own," she said. Dante led Emma down the same back hallway as before, but they entered a different room. It was decorated the samethe same sex toys and whips and furnitureonly the color scheme was different. Where the other one had been all blues and purples, down to the color of the dildos, this one was reds and greens. "How many of these rooms are there?"

As Ace flipped through the pages, the soft crackling of the paper filled the space. Ace's fingers moved skillfully over the pages, his eyes scanning each drawing with a mix of pain and yearning. As he turned the pages, I leaned in closer, mesmerized by his talent, my gaze fixed on his strong fingers gently handling each page. Each one unveiled a new design, a new narrative. On one page, I saw a boy gazing at a river, his face reflecting deep sorrow.

I felt some warm liquid escape my honey pot, and I knew exactly what it was. Right there, my mind ran into the world of lust, the image of different sex styles forming in my head. I hadn't seen him like this before; he looked like a Greek goddess. “I paid the artist some solid figures to get the italic writing, just for you,” he said, walking close to me. “Just for me?” I mumbled as he leaned close, his lips brushing against mine. As if he read my mind, he grabbed my ass, seductively pinning me against the wall. I could feel his hands run through my thighs.

Cecilia snort softly, "Well, if you insist. However, don't cause any trouble." Grant blinked twice before he laughs so loud. "Oh, my! You are truly that Armano's daughter. My hair standing to an end and I can't stop trembling!" She rolled her purple eyes. "The builder men will come in several days. So please don't make any trouble." "Don't worry. Can I see the draft of the building?" "It's more like a rough sketches rather than draft." She said after looking for a large book in the shelves. When Grants saw it, he was amazed about the every picture that drawn in that book. The one which catching his attention was a tall building like tower but there are so many windows on it.

Theo's eyes sparkled with excitement as he envisioned a grand fortress rising from the colorful blocks. Mama Hazel nodded, her heart swelling with love for the imaginative little boy by her side. Together, they worked tirelessly, building turrets, drawbridges, and secret passageways, each block a stepping stone in their shared adventure. As they built, Theo chattered animatedly, sharing stories of knights and dragons, princes and princesses who lived in the magnificent castle they were creating. Mama Hazel listened intently, her heart brimming with love for the precious child who had captured her heart.

Ascott smilingly relayed at her. "Did she read my mind? But hey, I think she's really a cool woman because she treats her workers really well..." Kate thought to herself again. "It's up to your conscience if you're going to do something bad while you're inside the Ascott Mansion. Let me tell you a quote from my favorite American painter and writer, Mr. Walter Inglis Anderson: "Trust is like a vase, once it’s broken, though you can fix it, the vase will never be same again..." So, try not to break the trust, so that we can have a long, harmonious relationship. I hope I made myself clear?" the old Madam stated.

MR.PAULS DEATH “Papa” Victoria hugged Keith. “Yes darling. Looks like you were waiting for your snacks” Victoria giggled as she tried to reach out the paper bag in her father's hand “Where’s your mother and Olivia.” Inquired Keith. “I’ll tell you on one condition.” Bubbled the little girl. “What condition” “You’ll have to show me what you’ve bought for me” “Sure! It's all yours my love” Keith handed Victoria’s favorite biscuits in her hand and walked to his bedroom. He saw Martina sitting on the bed and she was playing with Olivia.

It transforms the adventure through my collection into something truly extraordinary! ASIN: B0DQ81GWJC ACKNOWLEDGMENTS I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to my talented art designer, Rebekah, for the stunning digital paintings, that you can find on my P*******t page just by searching Unusualdee, and the beautiful book cover. A special thanks goes to Light and Gem for their invaluable feedback as my Beta readers. I also deeply appreciate all the other wonderful members of the SBAR (Smut Book Avid Reader) club for their unwavering support throughout the journey of compiling these smut stories. Your encouragement means the world to me.

Not only that but also I would also appreciate it if you could tell me what you think about the story so far and finally, I would like to thank my illlustrator KKB-Chan (whose art has already been uploaded in Chapter 0: Disturbances) for such an amazing job! And thank you as well for reading my story, if you want to read Volume 2: A Dark, Desolate World, please follow the story so that you don't miss out! That's all, have a nice day!!! -Terra Australis Project Shameless Plug, no pressure though: (Author) Feelsweebman: https://twitter.com/SeriesTerra (Illustrator) KKB-Chan: https://twitter.com/Kkbchan_

The fire that was still burning cast a shadow on half of his face but his red eyes continued to glow dark but vibrant. Lucian grabbed one of the sticks and drew a huge circle on the grass by digging the stick a little deeper into the soil. He put a total of seven rocks within the circle. Katherine looked at the odd diagram in front of her, trying to piece together what she was looking at. "What is it?"