Fantasy Mc Server Novels & Stories

"Who are you?" The lady smiled. "My name is Maureen Moore." *** Anticipate. Title: Thralldom Tamara and setel are twins borne of the outcast clan. They survived beyond the pastures of the moire clan at the time when the kingdoms of Arisee and Izha stood against their brother clan Adar the re-known outcast clan. A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors.

This man loves me. "I have no clue what you just said," The man admits, and then his face seems to grow sad. One could drown in the water gathering in the corner of his eyes. "Our time is limited, but we will meet again once you turn eighteen." He smiles briefly. "Come and find me in the magical realm." His voice sends a flutter through my entire body, and then he leans in to kiss me. It feels like magic—the mate-bond is buzzing in the surrounding atmosphere.

She’s just now got a brutal side that’s somehow just as hot as the rest of her, even if she can be shit scary at times. I definitely wouldn’t cross her. THE DUCHESS I never believed in fate or true love. But considering I grew up in an MC, that’s not really surprising. The clubhouses are always ripe with sex, drugs and booze, and most of the patched members are fucking someone new each and every night. Most of the brothers just see women as things to fuck, and when they find one they like, they claim to ‘own’ them. The whole kit and kaboodle just made me really sceptical.

I mumbled. "I love you, too"

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

When two fairy-like characters come here, it will naturally attract a lot of people to watch. Shi Tian could naturally feel the sight of everyone, but he didn't do anything. At this time moment, he couldn't help but thought a cliche face-slapping scene that usually occurred in the novels when MC arrived in a new city with his girls. The young masters of the big clan who think with their dick rather than their brain would pop-out out of nowhere being attracted by the beauty of MC's girl and block the road of MC. Then MC beats that lusty young master where he offended the clan behind that young master and after that many tragedies would follow...

Suddenly deafening thunder and dazzling lightning drew in the sky, accompanied by torrential rain and wind that seemed to blow away anyone's home. Everyone was shouting, so I used TeleCom to let everyone know what was happening and calm them down with mental communication. [TeleCome – short for Telepathy Communication; this is one of a kind mogic that the Fantasian use to communicate.] [Fantasian – People live in Mundo da Fantasia.]

Emma replied in disbelief. “What you feel is Chaos Magic,” The Lady replied. “You have to be mentally fit to be able to withstand its pull.” “This place is insane,” Marcus muttered in awe as he looked up at the stars. Steve on the other was not bothered by what he saw around him. The only thing on his mind was getting to finally be alone with Marcus Fang. There was a lot of activities going around them. Other monsters of the night were present and chatting with excitement amongst themselves. It was like all the werewolves, witches and other creatures of the supernatural from around the world were in this place.

“That is what I shall call you henceforth because I can see that you are a combination of Erin and Edvana who are both Lunas. And as for your first question, I believe I have already answered that. My brother is a weakling who does not deserve the position he now occupies, and I am ready to take over from him and enter into my destiny as the supreme leader of the werewolves. I mean, look at me, am I not fit to be a Prime Alpha?” She wasn’t sure if that was a rhetorical question, but she chose not to answer it. “What is this place?” She asked instead. “This is one of the perks of being a powerful being like me,” he said proudly. “I can create any reality I choose with the help of my trusted f

Cindy's POV I boarded the bus that was going to take me back home from my graduation which I had just attended all by myself. I know I should feel sad but I'm surprisingly not, because I know my mum would have loved to be there but she unfortunately couldn't make it since she had been busy preparing the house for the arrival of the Smith's which was fast approaching, I heard they were coming back in two day's time. Anyways I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Cindy Mensah, I'm eighteen and I live with my mum… if you could even call it that. What I meant is, my mum and I live together in the servant quarters of the Smith family.