Drama China Fantasy Novels & Stories

“Fantasy?” Came the uncertain inquiry through the bullhorn that sounded out loudly amongst the hustle and bustle of the crowded pier. Raising my hand I picked up my duffel bag and began making my way forward. As I walked the men about me stared. They always stared. It was kind of nice and yet annoying at the same time. It didn’t help that my Russian born mother so enamored with her relocation to a new and in her eyes, ‘fantasy land’ of America had named me as such.

“And it appears that nothing has changed.” He releases his grip on me, but his body remains close to mine. As I stand there, my teeth begin to chatter, and I realize that the thin red dress I had on are not enough to keep me warm. I long for the Dragon God's warmth, though it seems strange to admit. Of course the Dragon God noticed, his piercing gaze never missed a thing. My weight feels like nothing as he lifts me up, and my dress bunches around my hips as I wrap my legs tightly around his waist, drawing us closer together. For a moment, I forgot what warmth felt like until his body pressed against mine.

“I beg your pardon!” Erin said haughtily. She didn’t know which one annoyed her the most – that this strange man had the audacity to call her his mate or that she felt he might be telling the truth. “Erin, there you are!” Farida said and waltzed into the back room in her flowing chiffon kimono with beautiful Aztec prints. Her chocolate skin glistened with health and her full Afro hair looked like a dark halo around her head.

Veda I know today will change my life and I don't like it. Of course, I have no idea what the hell will happen to set fate in motion. Maybe I'll trip, hit my head, and forget who I am. It's the best scenario I can imagine. For months I've dreamed about today. Nothing solid and all of it confusing. Strange things - babies with long shaggy tails, an irritating gruff voice that makes no sense, and a burning heat that signals desire. Of all the stupid things, the last is the worst. The only thing I desire is peace and quiet.

"He needs to fight the invading Pack, that is ravaging our lands. He has to go with Rylan and the other warriors to fight a war." Gasps filled the room. Even the most experienced warriors exchanged glances of disbelief. The Darkfang isn’t just another rival Pack,they’re enemies,who strived in violence and destruction. Their Alpha, was a ruthless warlord known to snap his enemy's fingers. ‘This can't be real,” I rubbed my face, trying to wake up from this nightmare. "If he truly wants to be by your side, if he's important to you, then he'll win. If not, You will have no choice but to get married to Rylan."

She knew that it was just a fantasy and the happily ever after is just a fantasy that one could only realize in a dream, she still hopes that one day she could realize such a dream, and another reason that made a large part of her stubbornness is because of her mother…. So for now, she can only allow herself to satisfy her fantasy within her mind that Zhu Wushang would only have her as her soulmate and every time she calls his name with tenderness and without honorific nor the distance of surname. She could satisfy that dream within the confine of her mind. —---- 3 Days pass - Underground secret laboratory - The Great Phoenix Empire Palace —----

I took my hands off the tree and fell back, only to land on an ultra-soft mattress. I blinked, looking up to realize I was not in the forest anymore but a fancy bedroom of some old-school fairytale castle. This is seriously messing with me. And how did I end up under these blankets? I threw the blankets back and frowned as I looked down. Shit Witch has some seriously fucked up fantasies. I may enjoy role-playing, but I don’t particularly appreciate being dressed like some frilly Prince Charming in Snow White or Sleeping Beauty. I tugged at the annoying high frilly collar, tearing it, and yanked the uncomfortable shirt and coat off.

The zipper of Lila’s crimson dress slid down with agonizing slowness. Cool air kissed her spine as the silk parted. The woman—call her Jade, from the emerald flash of her gown—peeled the fabric from Lila’s shoulders, letting it pool at her feet. Lila stood in nothing but black lace panties, sheer thigh-high stockings, and the heels that made her legs look endless. The man—let’s name him Victor—circled her slowly, eyes raking over every exposed inch. His gaze felt like a physical touch.

"Hey, girl! Will you be busy this coming weekend?" I glanced at Marlou with a smirk as we were watching The Untamed, Marlou's favorite Chinese drama. They said the genre is lowkey BL so I tried to watch it with him. It was honestly a good series considering the chemistry between Wei Wuxian and Lang Wangji is lowkey there. He told me that he was already done with the novel and gave me some spoilers. That those two men were married in the end. "Huh... Are you going to push me for another failure of blind date again?" I teased.

ChengLi laughs fixing his eyes on me. "You remember the bet?," he questions passing a glance at HenYu "Poor boy spoke highly of you," he chuckles. "What was the deal?," "Walking around the school naked tonight," Sheng Zi informs which makes my eyes go wide. Seriously,he is really dumb to make a bet like that. "You know WanKe," ChengLi steps forward grabbing my attention "There is a rumour about a ghost walking around at night and if ," he faces HenYu and the sides of his lips twitches up to a wicked smile "If someone sees him he will be popular the next morning."