Fantasia Obscura 소설 & 이야기

It was a technique that I had perfected as an only child since I always stayed outside my house without a key. The door screeched open, I watched the staircase and saw no movement so I went into the room and closed the door without making a noise. The room was very spacious with a very large bed in the right corner, it had a desk against the wall and there was a wardrobe to the left. The only window was open and from there I could see my house and part of the road. The wall in front of me was covered with a white sheet and that was very strange, I could not help but notice it, I wanted to know what he was hiding but I was paralyzed when I saw on the desk an identical copy of my infamous doll

My fingers found my clit—already slick, already begging—and the first slow circle made my back arch so hard water sloshed over the edge. “Oh God,” I whispered, even though I knew it was the wrong name to say. I stroked faster. Two fingers sliding over and around my clit while my other hand came up to pinch my nipple the way I imagined he might. The water made everything slippery, louder. I slipped one finger inside myself, then two, curling them the way I’d done every morning for weeks. My hips rocked up to meet my hand. The fantasy took over completely—Father Chris’s voice in my ear, his breath hot against my neck, his fingers replacing mine, thicker, surer, pressing that spot that made sta

she said, tears in her eyes. "I don't know why my mind went there, but the dream felt off because there was a presence there, one I could not see. A shadow of a woman observing us in the cell. It just stood there, dark like smoke. Stasia appeared from nowhere and lunged at the shadow. It evaporated, and Stasia stood with a blade in her hand and blood dripping from the sharp edge. She licked the blood clean from the blade, and it scared the hell out of me. I tried to wake up but couldn't until she disappeared from my dream. When I woke up, I realised it was just a nightmare," she said, and my eyes widened because I knew it wasn't a nightmare; that was the dream Jasmine described. Jasmine had

Yet beneath that fear lurks a dangerous fascination for the possessive look in his eyes and the obsessive devotion woven into every word he speaks. “I can’t decide if I should run from you… or let you ruin me.”

With the fact that she happens to be a mortal who is much stronger than anyone with her senses heighten and couldn’t even be compared by any psychic. She chanted. “Sanguis in tenebris, videam quid capias in tempore.” Granting her permission from the family of Gomez, and as of the Maiden’s trust to hold and take care of the Obscura. Which are the clan’s treasure and one of the most powerful ones. Her blood serves as the connection and deal that link her presence to be acknowledged by the camera itself. With the hue of neon yellow light that draws the lines and symbols. The Obscura prints the photos themselves where a particular one caught her attention.

Over time, these sarcomas would turn into fiendish demons. But now, they were still meat balls that could not even be regarded as embryo. Caspian ignored them and spread his divine sense around. He was surrounded by a thin mist. The mist was extremely thin. If the cultivator didn't probe by himself, he wouldn't have discovered it. This was a fantasy array that was set up by Caspian.

But seeing it tonight, it was livelier than what the book made me see. Fantasians are all-over the place. Fooleys, sweeps, baylans, glacias, flamias, and other creatures I can't name yet are busy walking and buying stuffs in the side alleys. "This is amazing," I whispered with pure amusement. "You want to eat something?" Cool asked after slightly tightening his hold on my hand to get my attention. "Hmmm," I answered absentmindedly, still in awe in everything I see. "How 'bout Haba?" my forehead crease upon hearing an unfamiliar word.

The image of Wang Yi-An turning into Fung Qi-Wei was so terrifying and horrific he shouts and screamed. All along, Yang Tian-Xu had been dreaming inside this perfect illusion, but when he woken up from his beautiful dream. He found himself awaken into a real horrifying nightmare. The one when he woke up and the one sleeping next to him wasn’t Wang Yi-An yet, another man; Fung Qi-Wei. For sure, his erection had ultimately been obliterated, without a need for a cold shower.

And she felt even more nervous when there was a dim light coming from the side chandelier made of capiz in a corner of the cafe. Its light was dim which gave a romantic ambiance around. But something else happened when Lana looked around the shop. It was full of red roses. In the middle was a coffee table set on which sat a small box which caused her feet to step closer to it as if they have a mind of their own. Lana's eyes quickly warmed up as she made sure was what the red box on the coffee table was in fact. Her chest tightened with ecstasy and for a while, her eyes warmed up until she finally burst into tears.

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