Ero Fantasy Novels & Stories

Terra shook her head as she stared in front, then she saw him, In his glory, dark brown hair waving in the air, blades withdrawn in battle, jason, "My prince" she thought, Instead of a girl near him, it was a giant wolf, a ferocious beast that fought alongside him, it was the farang girl, Terra switched her gaze towards their enemy, he had a dark aura around him, a blade that seemed to feed on the very essence of life itself, she knew that blade, it was yetri, the fey blade!,

“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.

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?”

He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate. Madchen on the other hand, was mesmerized by her handsome dark suitor, who claimed he loved her. Maybe dragons were more passionate than humans ever dreamed, and maybe she had fallen under his magical spell, and she was hopelessly smitten by this magical being who wrapped her protectively in his shiny onyx wings. “I see she didn’t get far,” Madchen pulled away from Drago’s arms, to find Nick standing there, shiny crimson wings unfolded from his back. He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on.

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.