Fantasy Feeders Novels & Stories

“They don’t always bite. Sometimes they touch. Sometimes they make you beg.” “They get stronger the more you want them. If they feed too much, it can change you.” Her throat went dry. She scrolled down to the comments. It was a storm of sarcasm and mockery: “Is this Twilight fanfic?” “Girl, get off Tumblr.” “Anything for likes these days, smh.” “Vampires feed on sexual desire? Tell him to come suck me dry 😏 lol” “Another delusional weirdo.” “You really need therapy, not a blog.”

"The Hungry consumes everything that has form! Kinetic energy, thermal energy, magical energy, it is all food! You need to hit it with something that has no nutritional value!" "What the hell has no nutritional value to a thing that eats concepts?" "Garbage!" Haley's voice burst through the channel with manic excitement. "Feed it garbage! Existential garbage! Meaningless, empty calories!" Jack barely dodged another tendril. The Hungry was getting faster, energized by the Origin energy it had just stolen from his sword strike. Three Valkyrie drones swept in from the north, their railguns blazing. The hypersonic slugs struck the entity's mass and vanished, consumed instantly. The Hungry grew t

Your person is coming. She smiled. “Thank you.” He nodded, “Go home, young lady.” Kisha stood, then hesitated. Can I ask you something? “Of course.” Why did you stop to help me? He looked at her as though the answers were obvious. “Because you needed help.” Nothing more. No price, no expectation, no demand, just kindness. Kisha’s eyes filled again. She understood then. That was what Morgan had given her. That was what she had been searching for. Love that didn’t come with a contract, care that didn’t have conditions and a place where she didn’t have to perform to deserve belonging.

Fiona said. “Good. That’s good. I gotta sleep some more.” I whispered. I curled up on the ground and fell back asleep instantly. The next thing I knew I was woken up by Fiona shaking me. “Everest, get up! Come on!” “Wha…what?” I shook my head groggily. “What’s going on?” “Feeders! They’re coming for breakfast. It’s morning” She hissed in my ear. Oh gods. I heard shrieks and growls echoing around the cave behind the metal doors. The girls pulled me back against the wall with them.

LYDIA MARTIN I need to sleep, I need to sleep. I kept repeating the words again and again. Maybe if I chanted it long enough, it would come true. My eyes couldn’t shut shut. Instead, they were shining brightly. I kept blinking while staring into the darkness. "I'll be 18 tomorrow, and my father is throwing a party to celebrate, and I'll finally meet my Mate." I'm curious about who he will be; have I met him before? Will he be from the White Wolf pack too?

She continued feeding, grateful he allowed it, grateful for the rich sustenance from a true ancient, but more importantly, grateful for the amazing gift a lifemate’s blood provided. “That’s enough, Elizabeth,” Fero said finally, gently stroking her hair. “In all the years of my existence, no one has ever tasted the way you do. I hope it was the same for you.” She reluctantly slid her tongue across the pinpricks to close them and lifted her head away from temptation. She nodded. “It was.” He continued to stroke her hair. “That is a good thing. I want you to come to me when you are hungry. If you can’t find me, reach out to me. Don’t wait until you feel starved. You will need extra feedings fo

I summoned Nova, Jazz, and Erika, my loyal feeders, to join me in my chambers. The thrill of the earlier events had left me drained, and I craved the nourishment only they could provide. As they entered, their eyes sparkled with eagerness, and Raphael trailed behind, his curiosity intense. He was soon to join our ranks, and I could sense his longing to experience the intimate ritual of feeding.

His voice was earnest, not even teasing. Dante chuckled, shaking his head. “Small? Taiga, this looks like a feast for an entire team.” Maya laughed, nudging Taiga’s arm. “You really don’t see it, do you? This is insane.” But Taiga only gave them a blank look. For him, it was just dinner. Sure, Dante had a big appetite, he had to, considering his size and the way he kept his build, but Taiga could eat three times what Dante did without even blinking. His metabolism was a mystery even to himself.

Even in the world of cultivators, they would generally use fedulings as currency because the spirit stones were mostly used in cultivations. The fedulings covering the river were too numerous to count. If the Blue Feather Sect removed all the fedulings here, it might be enough to cover the daily expenses of the sect for ten years. However, these fedulings could only amaze Caspian and the others. If the elders and leaders of the six major sects saw it, they would probably not bat an eye. After all, even though there were many fedulings, it was impossible to mold an outstanding figure of the sect even after converting them into resources.

“I don't know exactly how they fed from you. If they did it slowly to pleasure and seduce you, or if they did it fast and hurt you. When I drink, I do it slowly so that it doesn't hurt the humans. By doing this it's pleasurable for them, and me. This leads to sex, which I have participated in, but never against their will. The humans here as feeders are here on their own free will and can stop being feeders whenever they want. They are treated very well and are very well taken care of. They volunteer themselves for blood and sex… but the thing is… I have you now… It turns my stomach and disgusts me just to think of feeding from any of them. I fear losing control. I don't want to have sex wit