Fantasy Without Romance Novels & Stories

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.”

Something that made my pussy throb and swell the longer I stood there taking in the sight before me. Let me give you a little back story. The thing is my boyfriend is your “typical man of dreams”, the one who buys gifts, surprises you with flowers, is five minutes from time to pick you from work, vacations… you know… over performing in everything but sex! Now watching the same spineless man on all fours taking such huge massive black cocks… too many thoughts were running on my mind at the same time! One of which included, taking a turn on him and showing him just how much, I’d loved to be rimmed.

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.

“S-sorcery? Like Merlin or, um, Harry Potter?” “Harry who?” She shook her head. “Certainly like Merlin, or Solomon. If you are taught well your power could be considerable. I can help there, but you really need to practice in the real world. Magic is very easy here, where reality can be easily manipulated.” She waved a hand at the scenery and the room changed from Egyptian bedroom to Medieval torture chamber, complete with the rack that Michael was now lying on. Her own clothes transformed into a leather dominatrix set as he watched, and he was now wearing a small pair of leather shorts. She looked back towards him and they were back in the bedroom overlooking Alexandria. “See? You can't cha

Chase said. "In fact, the layers of these worlds seem to borrow heavily from Earth. Take the first level, for example. The jackal-men and rabbit-girls seemed strange to you, right? And then the second level's kingdoms and dark wizards, those might seem weird at first glance too. "But if you've ever read or heard of Western-style fantasy novels, you'd know these worlds fall short of true fantasy. In a fully fleshed-out fantasy world, there would be mages, warriors, archers, knights, and other combat professions.

Despite both of them were very real, thanks to the setting, and also since we were on earth, everything seems like a fantasy world that I just made up. “You all see here…this is the world that I called…Fantasma….it’s a world of Medieval fantasy…where there’s a swords, monsters, dragon…and everything that you can Imagine..magics too…I want you all to keep this in mind….these is the setting that I wanted….the vibes had to be maintained as it is…no matter what…”.

Some of my readers demanded the second book of my Action-Romance novel, but I told them to wait for that day because I’m doing something important and it’s connected to that book which they understood right away. Some of my readers suggested that I write a Fantasy novel, but I told them that I couldn’t for now because it’s not my forte and I’m not good at fantasy books. Although I wanted to try, I didn’t want to take the risk. It’s too impossible for me to do that because it feels like it’s kinda hard to finish the fantasy novel because I have no clue what type of fantasy I should focus on. If it’s a werewolf, vampire, wizard, fairy, mermaid, or whatever creature it is.

It reminds me of when the light catches the water back home by the stream. Spending hours at a time there, I would often dream of princes and princesses. Knights and everything else that goes with that kind of fantasy world. The only difference now, is that there is a political side that I never realized existed. Afterall, romance novels and the like don't usually get into politics and things that aren't fantasy.

Even the stars were so bright though we are at the city. Since this was a romance-fantasy novel, it w vastly different from the modern world. In huge cities, no stars were bright as the stars here – no, I think they cannot compare at all. I let out a sigh and looked at the seal on my wrist. ‘I still don’t know why I invite Jean here as well.’ He was peacefully sleeping on the sofa. I put my elbows at my window sill as a support as I put my face on the palm of my hand. I stared at his side profile far from me.

But obliging my curiosity, she tilted the cover and let me read the title. “How to lose an alien prince in 30 days?” I read out loud, frowning. “Sci-fi?” I’d pegged her as more of a murder/mystery myself. “No, romance,” she replied, never taking her eyes off the page. I tried to hide my surprise. She didn’t look like the type of woman who believed in “knights in shining armor” or “love conquers all”. She looked rational, strong, and independent. But it had me wondering what she DID believe in…