Fantasy High Ao3 Novels & Stories

My other hand joined the first and penetrated my pussy with two fingers. I was free to do or say anything I wanted. No one could see in and the doors were locked. I was breathing faster now. I looked around the room and moaned out “Ohhhhh, I wish someone was here to see me cum!” A new rush of excitement came over me as I said those naughty words. My fantasy turned back to Blake and I on the blanket in the maple grove. How he pounded into my virgin pussy again and again! I looked at his picture and put direct pressure on my hard clit.

By the time I reach the last cell my head is pounding. The High Witch is the last cells that I reach. Once again I close my eyes and try to calm my mind from the angry thoughts that are screaming inside my mind. Opening my eyes the aura around the High Witch is glowing brightly red. More visions of the same flash through my mind. Visions of werewolves in shackles and chains. “Guilty,” I whisper quietly. One of the guards pulls her from her cell and attempts to drag her outside to await her punishment.

And what more interesting is that she is in a BL love story. The main protagonist of this story is a man called Aoi Hyoudou. A sweet boy with a poor background. He is bullied during his teenage but he never had the strength to fight back. His delicate features are the reason why Aoi is tormented too much. The possession of dark brown eyes suited his bright complexion. He has thin red lips and not single pores to decorate his soft silky skin. His fluffy curly hair will bounce once in a while during his walk and that always attract people to surrounds him. He is also a natural hardworking model student with a future to become a surgeon. Instead, his path took a good turn once he met the male l

Its surface began not only to bubble, but to give off fiery sparks, as though it were on fire. "Now..." Aosoth said, moving around the cauldron to where Aragon stood like a statue "Bone of the Servant, willingly given, you will restore your master" She said and plunged her hand towards Aragon's chest. With a sickening crunch, her hand went through flesh, muscle and bone as though the girl were nothing but a holographic image. With a grunt, Aosoth withdrew her hand, now bloody and holding what looked like a rib, and threw it in the cauldron. The liquid changed from its milky consistency to a black, tar-like substance.

Clementine POV A few days have passed and Fin and Creed are still not getting along, the two twins are also involved. I don’t know why they are fighting. All I know is they all hate Fin. Every morning I see Fin across from our room, waiting for me while carrying red roses. Sometimes I wonder if he has eaten or not because he was there too early so every time I see him I let him into our room and feed him even though it is forbidden and against the room rules. I wonder if Fin is happy with what he is doing to propose to me. I'll admit that I like him but I still don't want to let Fin know because I'm afraid that he might just play with my feelings. There are rumors that ... Fin was a great Pl

Chapter 157 Breeding Ceremony. Lila’s POV The portal pulled me through darkness and fire. One moment I was on my apartment floor, leaking Azrael’s cum from every hole. The next, scorching heat wrapped around my naked body as I landed hard on smooth black stone. The air here tasted different. Thick. Sweet. Like incense mixed with sex and brimstone. Crimson skies stretched endlessly above me, and distant screams of pleasure echoed from obsidian towers. I was in his realm.

She slipped off the boulder and lay on the ground, and she began to sob softly. She cried herself to sleep and when she woke up about two hours later, she felt dizzy and disoriented. The sun was still up in the sky and blazing like a ball of fire. She thought it was odd that there was this much sunshine at this time of the year, or maybe this sun was being manipulated by Nikjin and his mystic buddy who seemed to be an expert in creating this sort of grand illusion. It occurred to her then that this place wasn’t real, it was Nikjin’s torture chamber for all of his enemies. He could make the weather as hot or as cold as he wanted, regardless of what time of year it was. That was an insane amou

AURORA’S POV I couldn’t have imagined such a death even in my darkest fantasy; suspended in the air, surrounded by candles with weird fragrance. My death meant the return of someone very evil. It also meant the death of my little girl. I tried to use my magic but it was all in vain. My body was drained of all strength. Despair had taken root in my heart and had grown like Cuscuta engulfing my heart; draining it of the tiniest bit of hope that was left.

Many of the frantic fae running shielded their eyes, or ran into one another as they continued to escape. Atlas continued glowing, brighter until even I had to cover my eyes. The glowing died as fast as it had come, transforming Atlas in the process. Atop his head was a crown of silver, forming cresting waves with shimmering diamonds at their peaks. I could smell the salty brine of the ocean, and could feel the spray hit my skin. Alpha Atlas Andino stood tall, his eyes locked on Aralia as he finished his transformation into the next High Lord of the Water court.

"But, on my life, I am certain it won't be." A soft chuckle from her side made her risk a glance at Beckett. He and Tobin were doing their best to maintain their composure. Aoife drew herself to her full height, glaring down her button nose at Bailey. "Halflings don't belong in Faerie. You should be home, slaughtering the masses."