Fantasy Prompts Novels & Stories

Each fantasy I reveal, you share yours too. PrinceCharming: I'm game. Ladies first. LonelyGirl: such a gentleman! shame I can't find one in real life. I fantasize about a man being the opposite of a gentle. PrinceCharming: I'd like to be your Dom. LonelyGirl: I didn't say sub/dom or bdsm 😝 PrinceCharming: I know you would love it. Now since I shared a fantasy it's your turn. LonelyGirl: I want to call you Sir.

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

He came to realize how desperate he was to save trivia 's life, yet still, his very own life in the hands of a woman who betrayed him years ago was the best choice he could make. “Good enough..you but not solid, you will not become a slave to me? When exactly did you slave away? When you see me, that's all you see? Wicked magic and sorcery! Witches flying over on broomsticks and yanking out propels souls to eat? Having people's fingers for dinner just to maintain our beauty because we mainly look like ogres?” Faedra asked her gaze stone cold while she filled in her complaints; she still couldn't believe that all he saw was her as nothing other than an evolving monster.

And as wе walkеd away, hand in hand, I couldn’t hеlp but fееl a glimmеr of hopе, knowing that our journеy had just bеgun. As Frеya lay thеrе, hеr body battеrеd and brokеn, a glimmеr of darknеss flickеrеd in hеr еyеs. With a trеmbling hand, shе tracеd intricatе pattеrns in thе air, calling forth thе vеry еssеncе of forbiddеn magic. Thе air cracklеd with an ominous еnеrgy, as if thе vеry fabric of rеality was bеing warpеd by hеr dark еnchantmеnt.

We were on a job and distractions could be life-threatening. Despite a lifetime of discipline Valefar had poured into me to keep me sharply focused, floods of fantasies swamped my mind and I was powerless to stop them. Would my mate be handsome? Would he bother to tell me his name before he swept me off my feet and covered my body from head to toe in passionate kisses? I couldn't help but picture toned muscles pressed against the soft curves of my naked body. Thick fingers, rough but gentle, stroking up my inner thigh, inching ever closer to my -

The thought of her being dormant was too hard to accept. "No, I'll be here with you but resting. That's all." saying she got up from my lap. "Lia, remember. I'll always be there for you in your decisions and you are much more than what you think. Be brave." she said walking away. She turned back to me. "I'm ready to shift one more time" "huh? shift? for what?" I questioned. But before I could hear her, my surroundings started to get foggy, then black.

Her hands moved with grace and precision, weaving intricate patterns in the air as she chanted ancient incantations that echoed through the room. She summoned ethereal flames that danced and flickered, illuminating the space with their mesmerizing glow. She conjured a gust of wind that gently caressed my skin, carrying with it the scent of distant lands and untold adventures. She wove intricate illusions, creating mirages that seemed so real, I had to resist the urge to reach out and touch them. With each spell, Freda's power and expertise became increasingly evident. She transformed a simple rock into a vibrant blooming flower, her magic breathing life into its petals.

The Infinity Tapestry materialized before them, shimmering with the wisdom of ages. As Evelyn reached out to touch the tapestry, she felt a surge of energy course through her. Visions danced before her eyes, revealing the infinite possibilities that awaited a world united. She saw supernaturals and humans working side by side, transcending their limitations and achieving unimaginable feats of harmony and progress. The tapestry held the promise of a future where the boundaries between the supernatural and the mundane dissolved, where the potential of each individual could be fully realized.

Torren and the other warriors stood tense, their eyes darting to the surrounding trees as if sensing an unseen threat lurking in the shadows. Inside the golden archway, Rollan floated in a realm beyond the physical, a space where light and shadow intertwined in a mesmerizing dance. Images swirled around him—wolves running under a blood moon, their howls echoing through the void; a child standing atop a mountain, crowned in flames that neither burned nor flickered; a river of stars flowing through an endless night. Rollan giggled, his tiny hands reaching for the flickering shapes, his mark—a crescent etched on his chest—glowing brighter with each touch, as if drawing power from the visions th

I almost laughed, but I bit it back, Instead, I leaned even closer, my lips nearly brushing the screen. "But Father, it's so hard. These fantasies... they get worse every time. I dream about him pinning me down, fucking me hard and wild, his dick slamming into my womb, like he can't control himself. I want him to grab my throat, to slap my ass while he pounds into me from behind. I wake up wet, my pussy throbbing, and I have to finger myself just to get through the day, but the thought of wanting him even while fingering myself is something I don't know how to explain"