Fantasy Light

A compilation of some of the darkest, kinkiest and freakiest fantasy. Be warned. Open this book guilt-free and dive into the world of erotica. Inside, you will find steamy and toe-curling short stories. Werewolves? A one night stand with a billionaire? Forbidden romance? Aliens with tentacles? Threesome? Or perhaps you fancy being sandwiched between two men who also desired each other? This book will contain hundreds of short stories! Who knows? Maybe one of them is your darkest fantasy brought to life? Or perhaps you want you want me to write your fantasy? Be the writer of your own fantasy and let me bring it to life. Just comment it down.

Selene is an orphan raised by her aunt. On 16th birthday, she learns that is a witch, in addition "the chosen one", who is born once in 1000 years. If Selene survives to her 18th birthday, she will be powerful enough to kill the demon king, Alistair. Will she succeed? Damon is one of the strongest demons. He is given a task from Alistair to kill Selene before her 18th birthday. Will he manage to do it? They both come from different worlds which share one law - to not get involved with each other. But what will happen when Selene and Damon fall in love? And which side will win this battle in the eternal struggle between Light and Darkness?

Selama belasan tahun, Airélle Panemorfi menjalani hidupnya sebagai manusia biasa. Menamatkan sekolah menengahnya di Chicago, hangout bersama teman-temannya, dan banyak hal lainnya. Sampai ketika saatnya tiba. Saat dimana tanah kelahirannya memanggilnya, dunia fantasi yang tak pernah disangka-sangkanya. Barulah manusia biasa itu mengetahui segala keistimewaan atas kelahirannya. All Rights Reserved DON’T & STOP PLAGIA(T)RISME !

In the eighth year of our secret office marriage, Marvin lit up every LED screen in Ocean City, just to make his little assistant smile. Amidst the well-wishes from everyone, the assistant cheerfully handed out gifts to the entire office. I casually tossed my gift into the trash. The assistant immediately ran to Marvin's office, tears streaming down her face, to report me. Moments later, Marvin, furious, suspended me from my position. As I walked out of the company building, Marvin's voice echoed from the loudspeakers on the top floor. "Celebrating Wendy's successful completion of her work, the gift is ready!" Wendy—was the assistant's name. As I watched the crowd rush past me, I calmly cut all ties with Marvin. This hidden marriage had come to an end.

Ethan Hayes and I grew up together, but we ended up resenting each other for a lifetime. He blamed me for taking matters into my own hands, forcing his memories back, and causing his true love to jump off a building. I blamed him for going back on his word. He promised to love me forever, but after losing his memory, he fell for someone else. In the early stages of our ten-year marriage, we were as cold as strangers who knew each other too well. When I got diagnosed with ALS, everyone in town urged him to divorce me. He only carried me to a chapel, knelt among the burning candles for an entire day and night, and prayed for a miracle. On my deathbed, he held me through the night, his forehead against my cheek. "I've done my duty to you in this life," he whispered. "If there's a next one, I hope you don't make me remember. Just let me be with her." Tears slid down my face. I finally got it. I shouldn't have chained him down with our teenage love, dragging him through a whole life. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I found Ethan. This time, I chose to let him be with his true love instead of waking his memories.

An immortal girl in a mortal world with a mysterious and miserable life. She is a girl who wanted to be love. A girl who wanted to be true. A girl who wants to be herself. A girl who can fight and put things right. A fearless girl over her life full of lies. She didn't know who really she is. She doesn't have any idea about the world until she changed when someone killed the person who always there by her side. She changed when she's been fooled by the person around her. When she lived in the life that didn't belong to her and when she has been one she will never be. And after that, she has begun to be aware of life. But she only knew one thing. One word. ----- REVENGE -----

My Alpha was gravely wounded in a battle with a rival pack. But I wasn’t worried. I wasn’t even flustered. I let him go, three thousand kilometers away, to be healed. Because in my past life, Damien got himself injured on purpose, all to give his healer mistress, Isla, a shot at glory. Worried sick about him, I forced our pack’s healers to treat him instead. But Isla lost her one shot at fame. Without it, she couldn't secure her place in any pack and eventually killed herself. Damien's life was saved, but he blamed me for her death. He poisoned me, leaving me to die in agony. When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Right before Damien got hurt.

Just as the calm of the sea before a vicious storm, the Dark Yozas have started attacking again after a century of peace in the City of Light, this time however, discreetly. Achilles Franco is a junior college students that belongs in a clan that has been blessed with the ability of True Sight. With his help, the Light Yozas will distinguish the enemies and try to restore the peace once again.

Mati. Kata itu bakal menjadi momok menakutkan bagi sebagian besar manusia di muka bumi ini, tetapi tidak untukku.Pertemuan pertama dengannya merupakan kesialan sekaligus keberuntungan bagiku. Aku hidup, tetapi terjerat dalam pesona maut si pembunuh tampan bernama Axel.“Matamu cantik.” Kalimat pertama yang dia ucapkan padaku. Aku tahu dia tak melihat ketakutan akan kematian di sana.Bersamanya, aku merasa diperlakukan sebagai manusia setelah menerima begitu banyak sakit hati.Namun, sampai kapan Axel bersedia menerimaku. Setelah pembunuhan-pembunuhan mengerikan yang ia pertontonkan.Sampai kapan hingga tiba giliranku berikutnya? Ketika mataku ... tak indah lagi baginya.

Harold missed our fifth anniversary. He said Rogues had attacked the border, and as the Alpha, he had to fight to protect the pack. However, the she-wolf who came to fetch him was dressed in a tight little dress and heels—she looked more ready for a date than a battle. Worried for Harold, I went to the Moon Goddess's altar to pray for his safety, like I always do whenever he's called to fight. However, on the way, a witch told me there was no war at the border at all. He lied to me. At that moment, I knew it was time to walk away. "I want to break my mate bond with Harold," I said. She turned the pages of an old, dusty spellbook. "Harold won't accept this. He was even willing to give up his claim to the Alpha title just to be with you." "I don't need his permission," I said. "I'm willing to pay any price." She sighed. "If your heart is truly set on leaving, I can brew a potion for you. One sip, and your scent will vanish from the pack's memory—as if you never existed. "However, think carefully. You'll lose your title as Luna, leave behind your home, your people. You'll start over somewhere new, where no one knows your name. Not even the Moon Goddess will be able to find you." I said, "I've made up my mind, I refuse to stay in a love built on lies. "How soon can I have the potion?" "Three days." Three days. Just enough time to say goodbye to everything I once called home.