Giantess Novels & Stories

I used my biceps to squeeze my melons together just slightly to show them just what they were missing. When they all started laughing under their breath, I shook what the good Lord gave me, and put my ass on my towel. Before I lay down, I reached over Roxie and held out my hand to the stranger. "I'm Giselle. It's nice to meet you, even though these heifers are too rude to properly introduce anyone."

Atarah got home into the large estate of her father's home, she went straight to her room and rested on the bed with a sigh. She fingered her golden necklace which ended with a small silver pearl suspended in between her cleavage, it was an odd feeling but, anytime that pearl touched her chest. Her body tingles for a moment, it was something that she had grown used too. She stood up with a jerk and walked over to the mirror, she was going to be nineteen soon and she unquestionably wanted to explore the human world.

~Rain~ As I released the arrow, my eyes followed it anxiously as it soared toward the source of the voice. The voice unleashed a scream, accompanied by growling, and a bright light emerged, revealing Gasin. Having envisioned Gasin as an ugly creature, I was surprised to find a beautiful red-haired woman. The only features distinguishing her as a goddess were a mark on her forehead and six fingers. This unique trait instilled a sense of fear in me, uncertain of what might unfold.

He didn't want to go her wrong impression about him! Chantelle sat down on the bed, still processing what had just happened. It was a strange mix of emotions - embarrassment, gratitude, and relief. But the thing that stood out to her the most was the sense of safety and comfort she felt around Delcan. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time, and she savored it. She knew that she was on the path to healing, and Delcan was helping her every step of the way.

Not only was the proposal given to him late, depriving him of time to prepare, but he also hadn't done one of his most important routine checks, which was to know a thing or two about the company he would be working with and how they perform their tasks, but when Zack started surfing the internet, he instantly became distracted. So far, all he knows is the name of the CEO, Rose Gabrielle, a crafty woman in her early thirties who succeeded her grandparents and took hold of the company. Looking at her pictures, Zack was surprised to see the woman he had saved on the ship. Was it a coincidence that we're meeting again like this? And how would she react to seeing him again? It was only a week ag

she said. I looked at her, surprised etched across my face. “I will be organising a charity gala soon. Your company can join, that would restore your name and the faith people once had in you.” I laughed softly. “That’s a really kind offer, Miss Sasha, but as it stands, I think I’m the one who needs charity more” I hated how pathetic I sounded, but it was the bitter truth. “Oh… I understand, but that’s not a problem,” she said gently.

I wasn’t even sure if it was spelled with one r or two, but God must’ve been on my side ‘cause the moment I hit enter— Boom. Her picture. Seirra Morgan. That same fire in her eyes. Even through the screen, she looked untouchable. Like a goddess dipped in money and mystery. Her bio hit me like a punch — top ten female billionaires, CEO of her own empire, Forbes-featured, award-winning… Jesus. She was a walking threat. A total queen. And I let her walk out of my room like she didn’t just shift my entire axis. I didn’t waste time. My phone was already ringing.

“You may pretend you’re a goddess, but you are nothing—insignificant. Nothing will save you or the one you love. You cannot defeat Mahishasura, King of Demons. Ask Kaplan—he’s dying under the demon’s touch.” Jaiyana’s golden eyes flared, spilling light like a drawn blade, and for a moment her face softened, betraying the fear she carried for Kaplan. Then her resolve hardened, folding that fear into steel. “You’re wrong,” she snapped, her voice ringing with authority and quiet menace. “I am not what you call a goddess—I am something worse for you. And Kaplan does not die while I can still reach him.” Her words hung in the air like a promise, chilling the space around Mahisar more than any sho

The ceiling fell in a rain of white dust and twisted metal. Standing above the ruins was a monster that had my daughter’s face. Elle wasn't a baby in a blanket anymore. She was thirty feet of shining silver armor, a giant made of liquid metal and rage. Her eyes were like two golden suns, burning so bright I had to look away. "Mother," the giant whispered. The sound wasn't a voice. It was a vibration that rattled my bones and made the glass in the room explode.

Sara’s other health problems were also left in the past. Sara grew into a beautiful young woman, with long black hair, long legs, and a full figure. Just like her mother, she never failed to attract attention wherever she went. Can you guess what profession Sara chose? She was studying plastic surgery and was quite a successful student. But for now, let’s go back to Magdalena. Magdalena… A young woman full of life, energy, hope, and sexual desire. The same woman who had committed horrific crimes, who had arranged for her lover to kill her husband, then killed her lover herself, dumped their bodies into a ravine, and burned them both.