Novel & Cerita Ero Fantasy

said Danshak beside her. “You think?” Replied Erin sardonically. “This is not my fault, you know,” he said, indicating her harsh tone. “I know. I’m sorry. I just didn’t expect to run into this kind of nightmare. I only used the dream stone out of curiosity, I didn’t know I would show up in this era and have to face a legion of deadly beasts in the middle of nowhere!” “What are you talking about, Edvana?” “I’m not Edvana. My name is Erin, Erin Brown, and I do not belong here. I want to go home!”

he said "stay away from Lucy, this is between the both of us" I said "okay fine but I want you to introduce me to her" he said "why should I", I asked " don't play that game with me unless you want me to blow your cover" he said " okay fine is that all you want?", I asked "as her father", he replied " what the hell!!!", I cursed " are you crazy" I asked "that girl is almost sixteen" I said

flashback Kayla made it to this handsome stranger and his dog before I did, but he thankfully held on to her before she could touch the animal. “Woah, princess, you don't just touch any dog like that, okay? It can hurt you.” He explained, tone gentle. “But I wanna touch it.” Kayla pressed stubbornly, her mouth taking on that cute pout most people found hard to say no to.

His angry eyes pierced into mine, I receded in discomfort when he clasped my neck. "Where do you think you're going to princess!?." He yells making everywhere shake. "Please, let me go." I beseeched in tears. "I'll destroy you the same way I killed your father, the king." His grip on my neck became tighter, his eyes glowed red as I began to cough out black blood. I was suffocating, my vision became blur, all I could see is darkness taking over me. "Your powers are weak just like your father...." He whispers.

Helpless before her. The power was no longer rising — it was consuming. The walls trembled with each pulse of her magic, the floor cracked beneath her bed as invisible roots of energy dug into the earth, pulling from something far deeper than this realm. The air itself grew thick — not just with magic, but with presence. Something older. Something divine. Her wolf wasn’t just waking. She was ascending. “Marlyn,” Darian said without tearing his eyes away from Seraphina, “what the hell is happening to her?”

A heat was building inside her, one she had never experienced before. “I can smell both your arousal and fear, sweet mate,” Drago growled again, “Soon, you will be ready for me, and I will claim you as mine.” “But, you already have,” “I have, with words, but not with my body,” “Oh,” madchen turned her head, trying to hide the furious blush crawling from her neck to her face.Two fingers pulled her, forcing her to stare into those deep emerald eyes. “Don’t be embarrassed,” he smiled.His jet black hair fell about his face and shoulders,a perfect vision of a creature who wouldn’t be tamed.

The Fairy’s Dragon Guardian Chapter 50: Gone and Dead Third Person’s POV The group of people looked up at the seven people walking around them who seemed to be checking their conditions. They speak the same language as them, but they don’t understand what they were talking about. What is this about devils conquering the world? What is this about dragons, fairies and phoenixes? Weren’t they all part of a dreamy fantasy? As if that wasn’t enough, they also talked about werewolves and mermaids. They couldn’t help but think that these group of people, who call themselves ‘immortals’, are shooting a fantasy movie with almost realistic special effects.

he continues, "but tonight...tonight is a little different. Anyone who desires her has the opportunity. I'm going to allow her to add to the fun, to hide, Make it into a small game. You enjoy having a little fun, right Elsa?" I want to cry and then rush back to Austin. I need my pack behind me. I wish to return home. I mumble, "Please," not to Arthur but to anyone who might be able to assist me. I briefly believe I saw something. Or, I think, sense something?

The moment the spell was cast and “ σφοδρή επίθεση’’ echoed through the air my whole world changed and my screams were all that could be heard . A large black sword with σφοδρή επίθεση engraved on it appeared in thin air. If I was not reliving Alvaria’s memories I honestly would not know what the hell the words meant and how deadly they were . Knowing how destructive the type of magic they were using just brought a great sense of fear within me at knowing the danger of all the spells they were using . It hit me like a bucket of cold water how they were not getting past this and they would not stop until one or both of them was dead. The matt black sword glimmered with red. My heart was froze

I had watched father read them a few times, so no doubt I know them so well. The witch seems to follow my line of sight, as she quickly reaches beneath the map and pulls out another paper, except this one is small and light, and contains a rough sketch of what looks like some ancient, forsaken building. “It is the forbidden Castle,” she says, rolling the sheet and placing it beside a pile of heavy, dusty books at the edge of the table. “These tell tales of a once flourishing Castle spelled a long time ago by one of my irate ancestors, Marina,” Marretje adds when she sees me stare longer than necessary at the books; little does she know that I have less interest in reading.