Ero Fantasy Novels & Stories

Well,she will not allow something like that to happen. She has always been aggressive not only with sex and Andrew knew that. And she will not allow that only a child will cause the permanent disappearance of her hope that the man she has secretly dreamed and fantasized about will notice her.

He was pale white with raven hair complementing his equally dark eyes and dark pink glistering lips. He laughed off as he lightly spanked her ass to leave. "Bye guys". He led her to the room upstairs in the bar without touching her, while she was clinging to him. "I lost...". Noah murmured, taking a swig from his beer. Everyone on the table was busy with girls in their laps. Fondling and teasing their assets. But he was leaning on the headrest, eyes closed. Everyone could say he was exhausted or tired but not Finn. His right hand is his best friend who knows him inside out.

With the ancient text spread out before her, Seraphina began the delicate process of casting a spell, one that would grant her a fleeting glimpse of what lay ahead. As she whispered the Hebrew phrases, her voice infused with magic, the room seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly aura. Seraphina's eyes, usually a deep shade of brown, began to glint with a silvery light as the spell took hold. It was a risky endeavor, for peering into the future often came with a price. It was a realm where uncertainty danced with possibilities, and not all visions were clear or welcome.

she confirmed, “and that you are about to become a full-time window spy. Congratulations.” I gasped. “I am not spying on him!” “Yet.” I groaned, pressing my forehead against the cold glass. “Why do I feel so weirdly happy about this?” “Because you’re still hopelessly in love with that man, despite my ongoing efforts to drag you out of his gravitational pull.” Laurette cackled. "Oh my God, this is fate!" I groaned. "Don’t start.” "Are you kidding? This is the universe giving you front-row seats to that man’s life. Tell me, what’s happening over there? Is he shirtless? Towel around his waist? Fresh out of the shower?"

As he walked in the opposite direction I followed him and noticed that watchman watching me I smiled at him as creepily as my face could muster and walked away from his sight. The watchman probably be thinking that I was some kind of maniac or stalker but I didn't care what he thinks but one thing was for sure I would never follow someone without his or her consent. Or there were political matters involved that was q completely different situation. I knew many human written novels represent werewolves as an obsessive lover, a stalker, a dominating jerk. The truth was just like humans we also had good and bad among us and I knew about these novels because I'd heard about them from my brother.

“No, what does it mean?” “Lucy is one of the Cambions, the half demons, the ones prophcied to kill the Nephilim.” Ornais pointed out, staring off. Daniel had no idea what he was talking about. He knew about the prophecy but he never really paid attention to what it really said. All he knew was that if he managed to fuck up collecting Abigial’s soul Azazel, Abaddon, and Lucifer would have not only his head but Elizabeths as well. Now that the deal with the Seven was secure, Daniel no longer had to play their little game.

we're lost. Ah this must be just like the movies. Wrong turn! I went ahead and grabbed some branch to defend myself. I could hear Henry holding his laugh in. I protested, "Hey, what's so funny?" "You're just... unexpectedly so you." Henry laughs I explained, "I watched dozen of gore and horror films, the group of friend were lost and took the wrong turn and they ended up dying one by one." "Aigoo. You and your wild imaginations." Kou remarks We continued walking until Yui dropped on her feet, Henry immediately came to her aid, "Are you alright?"

And how did it differed from the magic she knew. “This,” Fenryn then continued, “is why our mages are under tight restrictions. Their magic is born of the old Gods, and it is because of this; that they are easily possessed by them.” This man continued to surprise her with the vast knowledge he possessed. Just who was he, really? “The Malruthiia.” She said quietly, “that is what we call those who live with the humans.” Though she explained this, her true attention was still upon the sword. The more she looked at it, the more she thought she understood.

he commanded as Mars moved to follow. "But-" Mars swallowed his protest, shrinking under the prince’s hard stare. This was not the capricious man he could banter with; this was the Mad Demon of the Battlefield, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, Ember, a living weapon ready to be unleashed. ♡♡♡ A Light That Changes Fate was a fantasy world, and its royals wielded magic. The world operated on a flow of energy- Aethyr- that fueled sorcery and caused strange phenomphenons.

Every time our blades met—his ancient silver steel against my future-forged obsidian—a spark of silver and gold erupted, scorching the ancient, moth-eaten banners that hung from the high rafters. ​“You are a mistake, Elara!” Fenris growled, catching my blade in his bare hand. The silver fluid of his blood hissed and steamed against the obsidian. “A branch of the tree that grew too long and touched the sun! I will prune you myself before you rot the roots!” ​“I’m not a branch, Fenris!” I screamed, the silver fire erupting from my eyes until my vision was nothing but white heat. “I’m the forest fire!”