Fantasy Web Novels & Stories

“Wait. You’re not horrified?” “Horrified? Babe, I’m jealous. I’ve been stuck in my boring nine to five while you’ve been living out some dark office fantasy with seven suited gods who apparently can’t get enough of you. The only thing that would make it crazier is if…” She trailed off, biting her lip. “If what?”

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.”

She let it sit, glowing on the dark screen of her device, a single point of light in her minimalist, steel-and-onyx apartment. The Whisper App. An exercise in absolute control. She’d filled out her profile with cold precision: a monochrome photo, chin lifted, gaze direct. Her username: Imperatrix. Her submitted fantasy, typed without hesitation: To own and to command. A male slave, collared and compliant, for my personal use. She’d paid the exorbitant “Specificity F*e.” She didn’t want a surprise; she wanted a delivery. Now, the alert pulsed. Assignment Complete. Your partner, ‘Kneel,’ has been selected and primed. Your fantasy parameters are confirmed. Proceed to the private channel.

Although I still see him, King Alword in my dreams haunting me. Am 18. Neither tall nor short, have long black hair, blue ocean eyes, pink lips and possess a super power. I have the ability to heal anything. Cool right??. I checked the time on my phone screen and sigh, i don't wish to be late. I tossed away the blanket from my body and stood up, I head towards my bathroom and had a nice bath. The warm running did a really good job on my skin. After bathing, I cleaned myself with my towel and applied body lotion. I got dressed in my favorite blue bib jumpsuit and white sneakers, I packed up my hair in a high ponytail before I glanced back at the mirror. Yeah am ready.

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

I gently moved her hair out of her face, I hope she'll open up more to me eventually, I know others are afraid of me, due to the stories that have been said about me, however she hasn't even batted an eye and talks to me as if she's never heard the stories. Tessa rolled over, causing her to face towards me, still soundly asleep. She must be dreaming. Even when she's asleep she's still beautiful. A beta's daughter, who comes from Alpha blood. Not unheard of but is rare. I'm going to have to take my time with her and not be so forward like I was tonight, not realizing that I'm really the only man to basically even touch her in any sort of way. It will be hard, especially with Atlas, wanting me

I go through the company database on the wereweb, to see who has coders and then I can go from there. The wereweb is kind of like the darkweb, you need to know how to get there, but once there it’s the same as the normal internet, just meant for the wolf/Lycan community. There's the vampweb, faeweb, superweb etc. As cool as superweb sounds it is literally just where all species can converge and interact together. The only interesting places to go there are the chats though, lots of drama, don’t need a telenovela when you have access to that site! The biggest difference is the fact that, as far as I am aware, there is very little in the way of iniquitous intentions on there.

she said while working out I bent my head sobbing when I felt a presence on the table only to look up to see Jessica the queen bee of my school in the most slutty wear I have ever seen sitting were my mom just left, I was a bit surprised to see her without her two sidekicks. What the hell are you doing in this kind place. she asked I am not in the mood now Jessica so please leave me alone. I said oh! she can talk, that's nice. she mocked what do you want? I asked her what do I want, she repeated while laughing I saw your mom walk out with a guy and who is he?, she asked That's none of your business, I said oh! but I want to make it mine, she purred who the hell makes such a sound I asked mys

The invitation arrived in a plain black envelope, no return address, slipped under her apartment door like a secret. Inside: a single heavy card, embossed in silver. Velvet Rope Society Saturday, 11 p.m. One night. One rule: everything is consensual. Bring only your desire. Lila had heard whispers about the club—exclusive, hidden somewhere beneath the city, a place where the wealthy and the wicked gathered to buy and sell pleasure. She’d always told herself it was myth. Fantasy fodder for late-night scrolling.