Novel & Cerita Fantasy Tower

The scenery was breathtaking and sure will bound you in a spell of beauty but I am not here to enjoy this. I walked further towards the big black marble tower, which is the only building is on land except for five massive white castles which are proudly stood in the air as different colors of protection ring encircled each castle which are symbols of their power and strength. A 5'6 tall woman figure emerge from the insides of a black marble tower as I was walking towards it, Lady Eva. She nodded towards me as gesture me to follow her inside the tower which is the house of the guardian of Magicax in the witches and charmed realm.

After walking from Duke Onder de's big mansion they walked into a large spacious garden which was only filled with white fairy flowers in a circle, their petals would fly if the wind blew. Altair and Mary's footsteps also flew the fairy flower petals there. A cool breeze is felt on the skin. As far as the eye can see big trees towering and lush forests with trees. Mary and Altair saw a towering tower with painted walls that looked old standing firmly. The age of the building must be older than Altair's own age because the tall tower has been standing since their ancestors existed. About 1000 years ago. “Master, before we enter. I was just reminded that Duke Leon must be there to work and do

“How naughty. What are you planning this time, baby?” Lucas walked like a majestic Greek god at the tower. Fountain Tower was among the high-end buildings in the city. And the most popular part of their building is the rooftop which can only be rented by one person. Fireworks are displayed and water fountains are everywhere. You can also watch the stars or the city lights. Besides the wealthiest, who can afford to visit it? As he strode inside, people cannot help but crane their heads at him. Not only the women who were almost drooling over him, but even men cannot keep their eyes away from him.

Barilla stood outside of the most expansive tower in Sarang with clammy palms. She took a deep breath before she thanked the doorman for opening the door and made her way in. The Tribe was crowded with many witches and wizards, given the abrupt call of the Tribe’s Mistress, It came as no surprise to her. This tower was also located in the center of the Tribe, so naturally, it attracted a lot of witches and wizards who had returned after years. All of them had seen the demonic monsters on their way here. The chaos was expected but unwelcome.

I order. Kira nods, although the look on her face tells me that will be torturous. Good. I’m here to torture her, after all. Her moans when I yank the bra down and ravish her nipples tell me torture is the last thing she’s feeling. She is enjoying this as much as I am, squirming in the couch with each stroke of my tongue. I bite down on the tender flesh of her boob, earning an unrestrained moan. "Is this one of your fantasies?" I ask.

Until dawn crept through the curtains. Until the package arrived. Until tomorrow became today. And the fantasy The forbidden, addictive, all-consuming fantasy Became forever. Fade out on the snow. On two new passports lying open on the dresser. On two gold bands glinting in the wea k morning light. On her moan soft, satisfied as he whispered against her skin: “The fantasy never has to end.”

"He is gathering a different kind of strength. If he cannot ruin this valley directly, he will build something big enough to break through its defenses." The peace of the Green Place suddenly felt thin. It felt like they were hiding from a storm that was growing stronger. Their crystal lock was only a garden gate. It would not stop a hurricane. That night, Elidra dreamed. She did not dream of roots or green things. She saw a vast, silent plain under a bruised purple sky. In the center stood a tower built of blackened dragon bones. At the top, a figure stood with arms outstretched. He was drinking power from a sickly green moon. The land around the tower was wrong. Trees grew with sharp thorn

The carriage finally slowed. When the doors opened, Lyra forgot her anger for a heartbeat. Vale Tower rose above the city like a blade forged from moonstone and obsidian. Its highest spires disappeared into the clouds where the floating palaces drifted. Silver lights burned in crystal windows. Bridges of magic glass arched from one tower wing to another. Beautiful. Terrifying. A prison disguised as wealth. Inside, everything gleamed. White marble floors polished enough to mirror the chandeliers above. Black pillars veined with silver. Silent servants moving like ghosts in fitted gray uniforms.

Instead, I just waved my hands to the three of them as they passed my way. From the distance, Aero nodded to me, telling me the main obstacle was coming. Queen Adna proposed this to us. She wanted to incorporate this fae element into the race in order to provoke what dormant powers our sons have. When the three of them reached the base of the hundred foot tower, they looked up and showed a bit of concern. The tower had nothing to hold on to. It was pure smooth metal from the base up to the peak where their respective victory flags await. They looked at their father and then to me with questions in their eyes.