Fantasy Ecchi Novels & Stories

"Here, the essence of The Enchanted Realm's magic flows and intertwines, creating a wellspring of unparalleled power." Elysia could feel the energy pulsating through the air, brushing against her skin like a gentle caress. It was as if the very heartbeat of the realm resonated within this place. She exchanged glances with her companions, each of them sharing a silent acknowledgment of the significance of their presence.

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

Jasmine scooped in a quick breath, '...they chase each other endlessly around the bowl. I think Rhett and Scarlet did that, even after the book ended.' 'Perhaps they simply feel trapped,' He released her waist and slowly ran his fingertips up her arms, a feather-light touch that gave her the freedom to move if she wanted to. She didn't. She held herself completely still and the tiny little tremors under her skin told him how sensitive she was to his touch. Another swift intake of breath. 'No. They're happy fish,' she insisted.

They sighed as their lips pulled away, turning their heads to me with equally big grins and inviting me to join them. "Anthony?" Eve spoke up, pulling me out of my daydream with a surprised shake of my head. She laughed quietly. "You okay there? You kind of spaced out." "What a surprise!" Lila remarked with a roll of her eyes. I sighed, trying to rid the fantasy from my mind. Though, as a red-blooded human male, I couldn't help but be fascinated by the idea of girlfriends experimenting with each other. I chuckled in an attempt to brush it off. "Sorry about that," I responded.

Sigh e_e I mean, I’m not annoyed or anything about their plot progressions. I mean, ‘The Villainess is My Lover’ has one of the best written plots in my opinion, because the protagonist, despite being evil, fits the criteria of a villainess that many would love. Beautiful, sassy, intelligent, a queen, and people might not see it, but she’s also passionate, despite his cold demeanour. The scenario during their war with Andorhal was written pleasantly, including the interactions between Carter and Minerva.

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.

All three turned their heads to her. “You guys are hilarious.” “Whoa, sexy mama alert.” Out of nowhere Ichiya appeared in front of her. “Hi there, I'm Ichiya. You know, Ice Beauty, you should keep an eye out for elves with ropes and a blindfold.” “Why?” “Because I asked Santa for you this Christmas.” “Ichiya, how many times have I told you that's no way to speak to a lady? I apologize for my idiotic friend's actions. My name is Keito Sakamoto a pleasure to meet your acquaintance, young miss.”

Sakura couldn’t help but ask, arranging the seafood properly on the platter so they wouldn’t fall when she carried them out. Ms. Ruka giggled and then said, “If we have time, I will certainly suggest to Tachibana-sensei to do an extra photo shoot. There are some scenes I think Tachibana-sensei would definitely approve, though they wouldn’t be suitable for the magazine.” Akira raised a brow and said, “I can already guess what they are.” Jane, curious, asked Akira, “What are they?” Akira, being rather blunt, said, “Guys doing hot and naughty things together. In Japan, it’s call Yaoi. It’s Ms. Ruka’s favorite form of literature.” She even winked.

His voice made me jump, “What is your name woman?” My lips came unglued and I managed to choke out, “Fantasy, but please don’t call me that. I hate it.” “Okay, what do you go by then?” He queried with amusement tingeing his tone of voice. “Tasy.” I whispered out as I felt the heated wetness of a male’s erotically appointed appendage press into the lips of my opening from behind.

I ask. Kira doesn’t say a word, so I stop. "Rhys," she begs. "Is it?" I ask again. "Yes," she mumbles. "What else?" I demand. Kira shivers when I trail my fingers down her stomach. She moans my name, the sound of it rushing straight to my cock. I pull her shirt open the rest of the way. "Here’s what’s gonna happen." I kiss her belly. "You are going to read me every one of those fantasies, and I will make them come true." Another kiss, this time much lower. "I will spend the night giving you something real to write about."