Good Fantasy Novels & Stories

I praise Him most of all for turning the evil situation that had been hell pressed to do worse than just simply kill me, into a life made so full with happiness that I could never have asked for as much as He had given to me. In truth, my life had become a fantasy. A dream come true. Glancing back into my mate’s eyes, I could see that the same was true for him. I was well and truly his fantasy.

My fingers found my clit—already slick, already begging—and the first slow circle made my back arch so hard water sloshed over the edge. “Oh God,” I whispered, even though I knew it was the wrong name to say. I stroked faster. Two fingers sliding over and around my clit while my other hand came up to pinch my nipple the way I imagined he might. The water made everything slippery, louder. I slipped one finger inside myself, then two, curling them the way I’d done every morning for weeks. My hips rocked up to meet my hand. The fantasy took over completely—Father Chris’s voice in my ear, his breath hot against my neck, his fingers replacing mine, thicker, surer, pressing that spot that made sta

Eventually, with my arms full, I found Nicholas still in the fantasy section. He was engrossed in a thick hardcover, his brow furrowed in concentration. “Find something good?” I asked, approaching him. “Possibly. But I think you might like this one.” He handed me a paperback with an image of a woman wielding a sword on the front. I read the title aloud. “‘The Lycan Chronicles.’ Hmm, never heard of it.” “It’s a fantasy series,” he explained, still flipping through his own book. “Great world-building, complex characters...” He glanced up and smirked. “Plus, it has some... steamy scenes.”

All the characters, places, ideas or events mentioned in this book are purely fiction and does not relate to any living or dead. The story settings and other elements are purely my imagination and fictional. Most of the concept about Heaven and Hell are based on Buddhism and Christianity. The genre of the story is fantasty romance so there will mentions of supernatural creatures and magic. Stealing of my work/any idea will serve you severe punishment as plagiarism is a serious crime. Any illegal reproduction of this content in any form will result in immediate action against the person concerned.

CHAPTER 5 ‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍Important things. ‍‍Regal walked into Fang Fantasy, one of the most popular and elite clubhouse in fang city, The whole place was dimly lighted, with rotating lights, and the whole house was blaring with loud music and dancing vampires. He scanned the room and as expected his friends were nowhere to be found, they definitely were in the elite room and that was usually upstairs, he walked forward flipping his Toyota tortoise car keys, his father had given him the car that year for his sixteenth birthday.

Lola POV We shoot up into the sky, hovering a little above Dymo. Dymo tries to hit us again, but this time we manage to dodge the attack. I have to admit, moving with this massive form is not easy and I am immediately familiar with a dragon’s weakness now – speed. It isn’t a weakness against other species, as a dragon is super strong and the skin is nearly impenetrable, but against another dragon it definitely makes a difference. And – witches and warlocks are a dragon’s natural enemies. They don’t need to penetrate our skin, and they are at least faster than dragons. Dymo keeps launching attack after attack at us. We, on the other hand, have not used any ice thus far. Ice is so dangerous to

“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?”

I blurted, unable to understand his logic. Charles smiled and elaborated, "I want to know what it feels like to be cherished by someone unconditionally and without reserve. I want to know whether I can be as lucky as he was to be loved by you and spoiled silly." Charles proceeded to tell me that back when he was 18, he had the world at his feet. It had seemed as if everyone adored him, but in truth, everyone wanted something from him. Even Jenna, who claimed to love him, raised him to play the role of the perfect heir. He wasn't allowed to falter or have any desires of his own. His only acts of rebellion were marrying Whitney and joining the military.

I sighed "I have a story to tell you." "You’re always telling me the same story." He whispered a bit audible "Not this time I won’t, it’s very interesting, I’m sure you will love it," I said while grabbing the storybook kept on the table. "This looks interesting." I opened to the first page "Once upon a time, there lived three children, Kyle, Lucas, and Charles. They are best friends, they always spend time together until…." "It’s boring." "Okay, I will narrate another story." I grabbed the other storybook and began narrating it

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