Fantasy Stoires Novels & Stories

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

Millicent would bring more than just snakes to a fight like this. “What the hell is that?” I asked, squinting as a creature stomps forward carrying a club. “It looks like the ugly sister of a troll,” someone snickered behind me. But then more of them appeared. “They must be something Millicent conjured,” I told Killian, not wanting to admit I didn’t know what they were. An almighty shriek hurts my ears as creatures appear carrying axes. Tala growls. I squint to get a better look. The creatures have pointed ears and huge razor teeth appear. I have seen nothing like them in my life. “What the hell?” I said, gulping.

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.

That morning i tried escaping after being kidnaped i remember almost hitting a car , the beeping sound rings in my ear each time reminding me i should have died back then . Im scared of the dark. The dark was where i lived for a month where i experienced memories i wish i could forget. Im scared of crowded places. Im scared when i sit at quiet places. I knocked on Josy's door as I thought of what to say .I heard a faint come in and I walked into her room . Josy I'm done with what you asked for ." Yay!! Riley , have a seat you are one step away from achieving your goal . Can I have a look

It's all a fantasy. Fable has been my escape. An unhealthy one. A safe pretend world where I could bury myself. Just like how Zee cried after she finished the final Harry Potter book, or how Jamie bases so much of her worth on the fictional version of herself that lives across a thousand Instagram pics, in the comments and likes of a thousand strangers. Just carefully constructed lies to comfort and lull. Dreams.

— The Bad Boy's Crazy Crush: It's about a High School teenager, Bella Thompson, who has a deep crush on the School's badboy, Brad Grego, who wants nothing but attention to himself, yet she keeps meddling in his business and breaking his rules. — Heart of My Other World: A story of Anyle that combines fantasy, Romance, science-fiction and a little bit of horror to it. It's filled with amazing twists. So… you can find my other book other than the above listed by following me on social media. And, there are definitely more interesting books to come from me. #youngauthor #african #giftodulesi Thank you!😘😍

I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre. And lastly as for another work on Goodnovel.com I've a contemporary romance I'd love to suggest because now I'm aware of the flash forward style of GN. It's entitled as "Winning Over The Cold Heiress." Thank you~

Kristen rubbed at her twat, wondering what she should write next. There's that D&D game coming up, she thought. My best friend will be over. Mmm, what if it became naughty? >>>>>>>>>>> Virgin's Naughty Fantasy Dream Kristen Miller was hanging out with her friend, thinking about that next naughty story she wanted to write in her journal. That leather-bound one she had found at the Dollar Store for a steal. She had written three so far. Three naughty stories. This evening, she sat on the couch with her friend Natalie while in the dining room, which was just to the right, her older brother Carter held his weekly D&D game. The guys were off to rescue an elven princess from an ogre.

I promise you, this is just the beginning. If you're hungry for more right now, I invite you to dive into the other worlds I've already built, each one a unique journey of the heart. You can follow the raw, emotional journey of Chloe, a plus-sized escort who finds an unexpected chance at love with a powerful client in the story we call 'Diary of a Plus-Sized Escort.' It’s a story about seeing past the surface to the woman underneath, about finding worth in a world that constantly tries to define you. Or lose yourself in the epic fantasy and forbidden romance of 'The Kings Omega,' where a king and his omega servant must navigate a dangerous political landscape and a bond that defies tradition

That doesn't mean I won't find another batch of letters by the door when I get back from work. Who is this person? I will do anything to find out who they are. Anything? My subconscious mocks me. I shiver in fright. I don't think I'm sure about that last statement. I'm not ready to give or do anything to find out who my stalker is. I would rather he left me alone. I've read a lot of crazy stuff about stalkers that my mind can't stop torturing me with bizarre images. What if he wants me dead? What if he wants me to be locked up in his bedroom forever?