Cuckold Wizard’s Adventure Novel Novels & Stories

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I slowly paced, barefoot, across the living room carpet. Her groans grew louder, and the noises of their bodies mating began to make an appearance. I glanced into the door and saw them, naked, fucking on Marks large suite bed. This was the site of my true cuckolding, where their honest admissions made an appearance. They were fucking freely, enraptured by one another's sexuality. They had experienced that initial explosion of sexual exploration, and now they were aimed at something deeper. He had Vanessa doggy style on his bed. I looked on as my wife's large tits bounced violently as he took her from behind. Her ass jiggled as she received his assault. It was similar to the scene from earlie

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Nuala arrived at the werewolves hideout. All eyes followed her as she walked pass them with Conri, Badulf and the five werewolves who went with them. It was so much different from Greiner, no children, no play, it was filled with cold and angry werewolves. "You should rest here fairy girl, you'll be introduced later" Conri dragged Nuala in a tent. "Is it necessary, to introduce me" "Well you're my mate after all." Conri gave a half smile

Randy said. I snorted and reclined on the bed. "I don't know why my main readership is male, and they've requested me to write harem. But if one of the female leads were me, I'd report the male lead for bigamy!" Randy chuckled, "Skr, ruthless!" Having spent significant time with Randy, his delayed graduation had its merits. He stumbled upon my forgotten novels, and his favorite happened to be the one I wrote years ago. The sky, previously murky, suddenly turned pitch black as heavy clouds loomed. The shelter's lights had long ceased to function.

“How much of it is about the portal?” Cassidy asked, jumping right in. Ward carefully opened the book to a point about three-fourths of the way into the volume, which looked to be about three hundred pages long. The sheets were a discolored yellow, and the ink, had clearly changed colors in several places, varying from a dark black to a lighter gray. It was clear the entire tome had been handwritten. Cadence envisioned an ancient Vampire sitting down with squid’s ink or the blood of a freshly beheaded chicken to dip his crooked talon in a well and scratch each letter out on the page.

Yet even that solace has now truly been confirmed as nothing more than an amusing fallacy. He had eyes but saw only what the Nameless One wanted him to see. And Orvil did not even perceive this epic creation that was literally kissing his own reality. An immeasurable castle that was even bigger than what he could imagine possible. The Ancient Wizard leaned back, raised his head, and took a fill at the tasty liquid ecstasy at his lips. He spared not a drop and when he was done, he motioned the goblet to his side. "FLUSH!" The container was filled aptly by the sexy woman who served him ever attentively ever since he got here.

I interrupted her, "Don't call me honey. It disgusts me. When you were having fun with Greg in the car, did you ever think about this day? When you were trying to kick me out of the house, did you ever think about this day? This is the path you chose, and you'll see it through, even if you have to crawl to get to the end of it." With that said, I rolled up the car window. Joanna desperately clung to the car door. "No! Don't go! Noah, you can't be so cruel!" As she watched my departing car, her eyes filled with remorse. If only... Unfortunately, there were no do-overs in life. The light turned green. I stepped on the gas pedal and sped away. At that moment, the cold, mechanical voice in my mi

"Didn't you read a lot of fairy tales in your childhood? Witches are portrayed to be ugly and evil beings so why don't you just believe that?" The existence of witches piqued her interest as they could do spells and magic, but in those journals and books, their appearance was described to be deceiving. That they could charm people and make them see how perfect they were when in truth they were hideous to look at. There was even this journal of a man from two decades ago where he wrote that he married a witch without knowing what she was until the witch forgot that the potion she used to him was wearing off and he saw her as the real her. He tried to leave but the witch didn't let him ago. He

"There was once an old castle that stood in the middle of a deep gloomy wood, and in the castle lived an old fairy. Now this fairy could take on any shape she pleased. All the day long she flew about in the form of an owl, or crept about the country like a cat; but at night she always became an old woman again. Whenever any young man came within a hundred paces of her castle, he became quite fixed on a spot, and could not move a step till she came and set him free, which she would not do till he had given her his word never to come there again. But it was often a different matter for young ladies. Whenever any pretty maiden came within that space she was changed into a bird, and the fairy pu