Fantasy Prompts 소설 & 이야기

"I only thought of showing my world to her and sharing the joy of being in fantasy together..." "Well, no one is to be blamed for being excited," Kith responded. "What we should do now is to prevent her from dreaming whenever she falls asleep. Bad dreams in Fantasy are anomalies that stick with the dreamer even in their wake. They will try to lure the innocent human into becoming their door because they want to enter Fantasy where they can be real. I mean the human mind is an open door to these bad anomalies plus their pure existence can create new things." Hue said nothing. His gaze was still fixed on his wife. He inhaled deeply.

I’d like to stay in those fantasies forever, but to do so would be to abandon Ella in her time of need. I also struggle when I come across a sensual vision of Ella and I roleplaying as little red riding hood and the big bad wolf, especially when I realize the dream is hers. Still I forge on, though I certainly make note of the idea for the future. There are odd things too, like the giant frog telling fortunes for a call-in psychic hotline, or the pirate ship full of ballet-dancing vegetables. Others simply make me smile, like Ella’s craving-driven fantasy of a real-life candy land, or my own childhood wish of riding a dragon as it flies through the air on great leathery wings.

Invisible. The stream glittered in the soft orange of the setting sun. A breeze whispered through the tall grasses, carrying the smell of damp earth and woodsmoke from nearby kitchens. Promise crouched low, dipped her pot into the water, and watched ripples distort her reflection. The girl staring back at her had wide, restless eyes and braids that clung to her damp forehead. To the village, she was just another daughter waiting to be married off. But in her reflection, Promise saw more. She saw a woman walking a runway, lights flashing, heads turning, voices chanting her name. She saw freedom stitched into sequins and dreams that stretched beyond the horizon.

Then she holds out the book of fate out in front of her. She takes the first step, chanting some words. Over and over until slowly the moon's reflections start bubbling. Gold festers under the water until there's a bright flash. This light is completely blinding. Like the same light that happened in those dreams, those ones I had three years ago. There floating in the sky I see what can only be described as creatures. They looked horrid, slimy, like rotting spiders. Yet they held power and elegance beyond my year. The magic emanates from them and they hold a glow like no other. They're hard to look at for more than a few seconds. "Hunter! We need to speak to Levi. Give him light." They deman

"On the outside, not much to look at. They aren't buildings in the typical sense. They're large mounds of earth. But when you enter...it's like being in a whole city underground. Sithens are living representations of wild Magick. Rooms change, hallways take you to endless places, there are gardens and whole biomes." The carriage slowed to a stop, and Bailey pressed to the carriage door. Gemma was right. They were outside a huge mound of earth that wouldn't be out of place in a fairy tale. There was a large round door set into the side of the hill. "Very Hobbit-chic." The door to the carriage opened suddenly and Bailey fell out into Tobin's arms. The heat she had felt with Beckett fanned into

𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. Fingers crossed as we look forward to how she plans on making her tomorrow better.

I had never reacted to Ethan like this—not even in the beginning. Damien noticed everything. His gaze dropped to where my thighs were subtly pressed together. “Tell me something,” he continued, his tone commanding, unhurried. “When Ethan fucks you at night, do you close your eyes and imagine someone else? Someone older? Someone who knows exactly how to take his time with a woman like you?” The crude question should have shocked me. Instead, it made my clit throb painfully. I pictured it—Damien’s heavy body pressing me down, his thick cock stretching me slowly, deliberately, while he whispered filthy things in my ear. My breathing grew shallow.

Sanskar muttered to himself. **To Be Continued**

The dream came on a night when the moon was full and the stars seemed brighter than usual. Kai found himself standing in a vast, empty field beneath a sky the color of deep purple. The air was still and heavy, and the ground beneath his feet was covered in soft, silver grass that shimmered with an otherworldly light. A figure stood in the distance, silhouetted against the horizon. Kai walked toward her, his feet moving without effort, drawn by an unseen force. As he drew closer, he recognized the flowing robes and silver hair of the Dreamer.

It mаkеѕ thіѕ fantasy оnе оf thе mоѕt роwеrful I’ve ever hаd. I сlоѕе mу eyes аgаіnѕt thе hot ѕtrеаm оf water. I ѕtrоkе myself оnсе оr twісе, аnd іmаgіnе that lооk оf аbаndоn in hеr еуеѕ whеn ѕhе соmеѕ. I let оut a grоаn and lean back аgаіnѕt thе ѕhоwеr wаll аѕ I get closer аnd сlоѕеr.