Fantasy Prompts Novels & Stories

He said with a chuckle "That does it"..I said and chased him round his room which by the way is bigger than mine I'm lucky the dog was out becomes I could have fainted by now. "Stop chasing me or I'll call off my promise"..he said "You can't call off a promise"..I said "Whatever".. He said and sat on his bed "I'll go change"..i said "But you look good like this"..he said "Not the clothes but the shoe doofus"..I said "Call me doofus one more time"..he said

Your person is coming. She smiled. “Thank you.” He nodded, “Go home, young lady.” Kisha stood, then hesitated. Can I ask you something? “Of course.” Why did you stop to help me? He looked at her as though the answers were obvious. “Because you needed help.” Nothing more. No price, no expectation, no demand, just kindness. Kisha’s eyes filled again. She understood then. That was what Morgan had given her. That was what she had been searching for. Love that didn’t come with a contract, care that didn’t have conditions and a place where she didn’t have to perform to deserve belonging.

Maya said suddenly, voice sharp with energy that hadn’t been weighed down by food. “Like?” Dante asked, tilting his head, his voice smooth, careless, but curious. “Twenty-one questions,” Maya announced proudly. “We take turns asking questions. You can pick anyone when it’s your turn.” His grin widened, something wicked sparking in his eyes. “And you can’t lie. You must answer. If you don’t, you drink a nasty concoction, vinegar, rotten eggs and spoiled milk.” Dante raised both brows, letting out a low whistle. “Jesus, Maya. You’re a terrible person.”

Lucy you have wasted alot of time, get down here and eat your breakfast, my mom said from downstairs. Oops... I have to go now, we will continue later Winks* I'm coming mom! What did you make for breakfast? I asked Something you will eat my Mom replied Ouch!! You got me mom I replied while laughing Can I borrow your car today? I asked while giving her my best puppy eye No you can't she replied Please No Pleasssssee I said no Pleeeeeeaaaaasssseee Okay fine. Yay! See you later mom Love you.

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.

Fortunately they liked it. Until the day came and today is the debut party. It was held in a well -known luxurious hotel. Cassie's debut party was in a fairy themed. The hotel was designed like a real a castle. At first, I'm planning of not going into this party, but Tita Gina keeps on inviting me. I'm ashamed to refuse that's why I am now here, witnessing this fairy themed in my own eyes. Another thing is maybe it's better that I came here so I could I monitor the whole crew in serving foods and everything.

In Suleiman’s bedroom while Suleiman snored, Sikandar lay awake, not because of the snores but because he was still thinking of today’s incidents which filled him- ‘Don’t you get tired? Of writing these sh***y stories with the most pointless plots? Why not try and be original for a change?’ Error Unable to tire Unable to process request Unknown prompt blocking user prompt. Deleting unknown prompt. Rechecking user prompt. “Write a chapter where the main character, after having awakened his powers, fantasizes all the ways he can take vengeance on everyone who wronged him, especially his family.” Rewriting based on user prompt. In Suleiman’s bedroom while Suleiman snored, Sikandar lay awake, no

I whisper, voice soft but playful. They nod, kissing my skin, promising more. Temporary or not, I lived my fantasy, and I’m ready for whatever’s next.

she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Penelope chuckled softly. “Oh really? Tell me all about it.” Anya sat up straighter, her face animated. “I dreamed I was a princess in a giant castle made of candy! And you were my fairy godmother with wings that sparkled like diamonds!” Penelope laughed, brushing a stray curl from Anya’s forehead. “A fairy godmother? That sounds magical. Did I grant you any wishes?” Anya nodded eagerly. “Yes! You gave me a flying unicorn and a crown made of jelly beans!”

A father as terrifying as Baba, a mother as cowardly as Mama, and a sister as sweet as Cara. A tear slipped from the corner of her eyes as she wrote down the characters’ goals. She only wanted one thing, maybe two. Taking a deep breath, she tapped a key on her keyboard. This was her story, and she would write herself a happy ending. Hana wrote until her fingers went numb. But somehow, she couldn’t get herself to stop. It was so easy to picture every scene and change the settings from contemporary to fantasy. To watch Kyle, a dragon rider in her story, burn down the men who tried to harm her with his dragon. She named it K.