Fantasma Novels & Stories

I can no longer control my response even though I know it's wrong. This time, the white light is a combustion of energy that ignites the room. The heat is everywhere. I scream in pain - the burn so intense my flesh seems to melt. Tyboll's roar is no less painful. He falls against my back and holds me to his burning flesh as his shouts continue. We are dying. The Goddess is punishing us.

I sighed, pulling Crista back to the sofa and away from the fortified door of the bunker. “Tell me what to do one more time,” Crista growled, and her skin started to glow again. Well, that’s new. What the fuck? “Ouch …” I quickly let her go blowing on my fingers. “What in the name of the Goddess was that?” I furrowed my brow as I looked from my red palms to Crista’s arm. Does this have to do with the crater she created and the splatter art that used to be Silvano’s head? Whatever that was is not normal.

“This is what I was talking about” Lyra looked at me, “What” “You” I said bluntly, “You're drawing everything in, strigois, vampires, werewolves, dhamphirs, even Richard and things we don't even know yet” “I didn't ask for that!“ she snapped. “I know... “ I said softly, “But it doesn't change the reality” The silence stretched between us and Caspian spoke. “She's coming with me” My head snapped towards him, “No”

I shrugged causing Ace, his father and my own to smile and shook their head at my comment. "Is there a reason why Ace and Alexia should go there alone?", My mother asked while walking to us. "I assume you know Melissa." Dad asked Vincenzo as he pointed to my mother. "Yeah." Vincenzo smiled at her which she returned. "Because they want li fantasma and The Mafia leader Italian mafia who is also the best assassin to come to their party." Vincenzo stated. "Oh please—", Daniella voiced interrupted us once again. "Li fantasma is a myth!" She yelled with her fake and really bad Italian accent.

They both turned around to face us. Sassy glared at him before she ran towards us and clings her arms around mine and Ignis'. "I'll be staying with them tonight. It's girls night!" she said not minding Hailec's disapproving look. "Don't worry. My persona is as weak as a muranda." Ignis guaranteed him with a smile. I just learned about that from my lessons too. Staying with Fantasians for a long time was critical for normal people. Especially the Flamias and Glacias, it's because our personas use their body temperature to gain more energy.

"Fantasma…explain" [Fantasma is a world with similar composition as Earth, but unlike earth, Fantasma is a world of magic and sword, there's a variety of races aside from humans here. Also, the wildlife here is far more deadly than the earth. Current Fantasma is far older than Earth. The technological advancement in this world was only in the early medieval, wars and savageness is a common thing in this world. I advised you to be careful when venturing out.] "…Hah…. I'm gonna keep asking you a few more questions...I want a clear explanation….are you clear?.".

He buried his face between my thighs and ate me like a starving man — tongue fucking my hole, sucking my clit hard, two thick fingers pumping deep inside me. Elias leaned down and sucked on my nipples, biting and licking while Damien knelt beside my head and fed me his thick cock. I moaned around Damien’s shaft as Rafael devoured my pussy. The sounds were obscene — wet slurping, gagging, moaning. Damien fucked my mouth slowly, holding my head in place. “Take it deeper, baby,” he rasped. “Suck your boss’s cock while your landlord eats that sloppy pussy.” Elias whispered filthy praise against my breast. “You look so beautiful with three men using you. Your tits taste so good. I can’t wait to f

“You don't want to tell me exactly what you dream about... Why is that? You are making me even more curious. Are they... Dreams of a sexual nature? Because if they are, you can definitely tell... Especially... You know, after what we just did. You can't be shy after all that " She gave him a light slap on his arm and he laughed. “It's nothing to be curious about. And they are not sex dreams... I mean sometimes it is, but that's not what scares me. They are silly dreams, you know. It's just... Sometimes, I dream about someone, I'm not sure who... Because I don't even see a face. Sometimes he's.... Ermmm.... Making love to me... And sometimes he's... Ermmm... I don't know... Biting my neck...