Fantasy Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Just the wind brushing the surface of the court. “I don’t want to choose between you and Dante. I want both of you. I know it sounds mad, like some fairytale poly fantasy. But I’ve thought about it, and it makes sense. We all want each other. And I know you might be scared, or think Dante and I still have unfinished business, but... it’s not about old feelings. It’s about the new ones we’ve built. All three of us.” Taiga’s shoulders stiffened. His lips parted, then shut. His eyes dropped to the ground.

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It killed the ones who touched me at birth, killed… my mother, but somehow managed to ignore my Father. ‘He seems to know already, seeing that he is not interested in you, but your blood. Believe me, I do not know why.’ Yet, you did not care to know. I looked into his blue eyes before I watched him leave in silence, my thoughts centred on my ruse marriage tonight. Katelyn often rasped about her marriage fantasies; her speculations in a man and all other troubles that she found interesting. I, however, knowing that I have no opportunity to place any dream into reality, prefers to see it as a pointless piece.

I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre. And lastly as for another work on Goodnovel.com I've a contemporary romance I'd love to suggest because now I'm aware of the flash forward style of GN. It's entitled as "Winning Over The Cold Heiress." Thank you~

She tilted her head while questioning. "Oh, we have books and plenty of stories about mythical creatures, I think most, if not all of it exist here." Alexis nodded as she spoke, she was fairly confident her brain conjured up all these creatures to distract her from her impending death. As depressing as it was, Alexis hadn't felt the slight bit affected by the thought because she was thoroughly distracted. "Like history books?" The woman asked looking slightly suspicious of Alexis. Though Alexis noticed she thought nothing of it. "No, no fictional books. Like romances and stuff." She knew the word fantasy probably didn't exist here. "Enough of that anyway. Your my mana tutor, right?" Her voic

“Another masterpiece from DarkPen" “Your comics are just too good. I can't believe Sebastian later fell in love with Ayllsa. Though we were expecting" “A vampire and a witch. That is just the kind of novel I want." “ " I smiled seeing the readers all love my book. Fantasy is a genre I am based on and this is why I believe my next book is going to bring me more fame though not everyone will recognize me. Meanwhile, I closed the laptop and breathed a sigh of relief before standing up from the chair. I yawned and stretched my hand and back.

I also told my best friend to make Ursla a barren and poor land. This is also the reason why I don't want Henry to know that he is one of my characters in my best friend’s novel. When I went to Ursla, I realized that I had messed up. I saw before my eyes how impoverished people are. From dilapidated buildings, streets which look like patchwork to people who wear old and shabby clothing. I won't forget their kindness. I will end their suffering. "Chichi" someone's snapping his fingers in front of me

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

And beneath her name, in smaller letters: …Book of Forbidden Desires… My hands froze. I should have closed it. Returned it unopened. Demanded she redo the assignment properly. Instead, I opened to the middle page. Fantasy #11: The Masked Party My heart flipped as I read her fantasies. She might not have been a great biology student, but she was exceptional with details.

Iris moaned, her tits bouncing wildly as he pounded into her from behind. Cathy couldn’t help but stare. The fantasy she had played over and over in her mind for a long time was happening right in front of her, more vivid and visceral than any dream. She had wondered for months how to bridge the gap, how to make the first move in this strange, blended family dynamic. But today, the heat and the proximity had finally broken her resolve. She decided right then to go with the flow, she saw a dildo just close to where she stood she picked it up and decided to use it to please herself while convincing herself that he is her stepbrother which means joining in isn't allowed.