Fantasy Guy の小説・ストーリー

I turn around fast. But it is not Rham. It is Clay Jasperfang. He is Rham’s older brother. He is very tall and built like a dark wall. People call him the rogue prince because he always breaks the rules and has a dangerous aura around him. He does not look like a soft prince. He looks like a lethal warrior who knows how to fight and win. His jaw is sharp, and his dark leather vest fits tight across his broad shoulders. His eyes are pitch black, sharp, and full of trouble.

And that scared the shit out of him. Because he never for even a second would have thought that Danny was a girl. Yeah, he knew Danny was kind of 'girly' and was a bit feminine in some things, but some guys are. Not every guy has to be a typical alpha male, butch type. So he just thought that maybe he was a late bloomer or something and would grow into some facial hair and a deep voice later in life. So, thinking that he was gay, he had run home to the one person that he knew could help him with the feelings and the thoughts that were confusing him. Someone who had experienced it first hand.

Now, I should try my best to sleep or else I will have no power to walk to Siya? I wonder what she's doing now? George should not do this to her. I pray to God, that she will get a true love. I don't know what has happened to me nowadays? I have simply started talking with myself. The guy said in hesitation, "No, I know if I sit there you will try to unmask me." I assured him, "No , I will not try to unmask you, I am promising." The guy said, "Ok, I will but first eat you foods."

The group erupted in shocked laughter and whistles. My stomach flipped. Jax and Marcus. They were standing a few feet away, leaning against the railing, watching us with matching dark, interested expressions. Jax — my roommate’s older brother, was tall, heavily tattooed, with a cocky smirk that made panties drop across Miami. Marcus — his best friend — was quieter, more intense, built like a fighter with sharp features and eyes that always seemed to see too much. I’d fantasized about them more times than I cared to admit. But right now, getting a dare about them held me back a bit.

Cara spoke, shoving her phone in front of my face. Wow, that sounded weirdly professional. I kept swiping back and forth between the two guys. One of the guy looked tall, well built with dirty blonde hair and he was wearing a black leather jacket. He screamed hot and danger in all caps. The other guy had this regular boy next door vibe with brown hair and he was pretty good looking. He reminded me of Tyler for a second and my mind was already starting to compare them both. Fucking hell! When does he get out of my head?

The distance between him and the Burning Arrow was quite far already, yet, he could still hear the Fat guy shouting 'her! Hearing this, the brows of the owl logo guy, knitted. “Hey, fat guy! I'm not a girl! Are you blind? I'm a boy! Boy!” he yelled while still running, afraid the Burning Arrow could catch up. This owl logo Guy has no intention to deceive others. He was definitely a boy. However, he couldn't control the mind of others on how they will perceive him. Having a slim body with 5 ft. height, has long silky and smooth raven hair, his long eyelashes, pinkish lips, and snow-like skin; you can say he was cute and the same time beautiful. No wonder, strangers always thought him as a gir

He asked when I didn't say anything and still, I didn't reply to him. “I'm Kayden, what's your name?” He asked, making me close the door of my locker in frustration with a bang, making him jolt back slightly with a peal of alluring laughter as I held my books in my hands and faced him squarely as he smirked at me. I blinked my eyes staring at this handsome tall guy staring at me, he was the kind of exact guy I always fantasized about. You know, every girl thinks about how their dream guy should be, I also had my fantasies too about a person I would like to fall for, and he was standing right in front of me.

"Which creatures exist among the fairy tales Jo and I have read? Are Vampires, Werewolves, Dwarfs, Hobbits living amongst us? Wait, is Gandalf for real?" Anna asks incessantly. "Who is Gandalf?" Caspian interrupts Anna. "Okay, you haven't heard about him, so he is fictional. He is a wizard." Anna answers. They are now a little bit into the forest now. "A wizard?" Caspian repeats. "Yes…someone with great magical powers." Anna explains. Caspian stops walking. "A being with magical powers?" he asks with interest. "Yes, but he is a good wizard. Saruman is the evil one."

Zack" The fog slowly disappeared right through my eyes. Where could the witches be? I was asking myself but someone blocks my sight from looking into my friends. It was a guy that much taller than me and his hair was color orange like the sky that I've been looking at now. He has a very creepy smile and his ear was a little bit different because it looks like an elf. Who is this guy? Is this the witch of the air? Why is he a little bit different although he has a handsome face I didn't know what he was so very creepy. His ear was moving, and the way you smile while looking at me I can't explain it. His body has the same bruises as mine although He's bruised what's a little bit bigger than mi

she whispered before darting away as another figure approached. ⸻ A guy with a lollipop stepped into view, tall and oddly charismatic. “Creepy lady, huh?” he said, grinning. “Don’t worry. She’s crazy.” Something about him made me step back. Not as tall as Damien, but taller than me. Black messy hair, playful brown eyes—and something… not human. “Who are you?” I asked, tense. “Sorry, did I scare you?” he grinned. “I just wanted to see Lucy. Live and in color.”