Eeotic Short Story Novels & Stories

Then acted to proceed to her dress when she saw behind her two figures she knew that she turned about with excited expression. “Esee! Csal!” Daeira ran towards them and first threw herself to Esee first and hugged her tightly. “Where were you?! I just got married today and it’s magical and-,” she stopped from her excited exclamation upon noticing the obvious protrusion of veins on Esee’s neck. Those were reddish and purplish marks traced from her nape and spreading down her body. Daeira distanced herself with an alarmed look and she can almost gag in nervousness upon seeing Esee lost her natural brownish eyes to shades of whites. Her cheeks filled with ugly marks of those veins as if she was

Once upon a time, a long time ago on the island of Kreg, a boy suddenly appeared inside an earl's castle without any guards noticing.The boy did not speak any known language and dressed in an extremely old-fashioned way, even for the time. With the thought that he was an envoy of the gods or a wizard, Count Walford of Kreg raised him as his own son and named him Nabee de Kreg.After a while Nabee was no different than any other boy, if not for the countless stories he had to tell, and that they became true! The most famous of them is also the only one that was not a prophecy, but only a tale about a distant past. It took place in fields of unimaginable beauty and mountains larger than any on

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

I said while smirking. We have studied the different creatures that we can interact since we entered here in Metanoia and this is the first time we will see a real Morosis. What is in the book is correct, they look dirty, dry and disgusting. They also carry a fishy smell that resembles rotting fish. Their eyes are black and they have no nose and hair. Based on our study the Morosis have strength but they do not have brains so they do not know how to think. And ... They came from Alamort in the Echor world. They are made of mud and a mixture of dark power.

Tano stood nearby, holding a cracked mirror. “Tell me what you saw.” Esi whispered: > “They’re building a god made of corrected stories.” > “And it wants us to believe it’s always been true.”

The sun paints us both in gold, and his skin glows under my fingertips like it’s been dusted with light. He finally opens his eyes, just barely, and looks at me like he’s soaking me in. His gaze is soft, hazy with contentment, and I swear my heart stumbles. He leans forward, brushing a lazy kiss against my shoulder. Everything around us feels alive. The pool shimmers, birds chirp in the distance, and a warm breeze brushes over our intertwined legs. But he is the center of it all. The quiet, steady warmth I keep orbiting back to.

Grabbing a fluffy towel from the bathroom, I slip downstairs barefoot, the cool floor sending shivers up my legs. I pause at the sliding glass doors, peering out into the backyard. The pool glows like a sapphire under the submerged lights. Beyond it, there's a beautiful garden—manicured hedges, blooming jasmine vines climbing the fence. The moon shines low, half full, and stars are beginning to prick the darkening sky. The evening is perfect, serene. I slide the door open, and the cool breeze hits me at once, like a whisper, raising goosebumps all over my arms and thighs.

But his eyes were stunned, as he sees something bizarre, something… beyond earthly… The Distortion. Green fields full of vegetation, sky dyed in all blue, deep oceans abundant in life, a time where dusts of light called stars make a beauteous scenery and merges together with the moonlight, all that only exist inside the DEOS - the only existing book and is said to have recorded how the Creator shaped nonentity into a masterpiece, the only source of knowledge about life, and also the reason why people are deprived of the right to know- It is said that the book was left by the Creator to conduct order and laws. But no one really knows.

------------ ----------------- Three hours later . . . ------------ ----------------- "Never . . . EVER . . . ask 'How bad can it be?' EVER!" Henry said as the six "heroes" returned from their less than illustrious outing. Banshee and Lillian had been right. Some sixteen year old girl had attempted an "off voodoo" ritual to make a boy at school like her and had accidentally brought a next of EFIs into the Earth realm. EFI, as Banshee explained, stood for Evil Fucking Insect. They looked like ants, except for being six inches long, glowing yellow eyes, pincers that could bit a normal man's fingers off, and an extremely tough hide. There had been thousands of them wandering around, trying to g

I moaned freely now, the sound carried away by the ocean breeze. Right there, I whimpered. Don't stop. Please don't stop. Jace kissed the back of my neck, his breath hot against my skin. You are mine, Elena. Say it. I'm yours, I moaned, pushing back against him. Only yours. His pace quickened, the sound of our bodies meeting filled the balcony. My second orgasm built rapidly, stronger than the first. I cried out as it crashed over me, my legs shaking as intense pleasure flooded every nerve. Jace followed moments later, burying himself deep with a low, guttural groan as he came hard inside me, filling me with pulse after pulse of warmth.