Novel & Cerita Granblue Fantasy Fanfiction

“That’s a good idea!” Fane nodded in agreement. “Let me guess, my dear wife must have broken through to the grandmaster level. Hmmm but I still don’t know which grade of grandmaster you’re at right now. Hmmm…are you a second-grade grandmaster? Wait! Or perhaps a third-grade grandmaster?” He guessed. Selena, who was enjoying the warmth of Fane’s embrace, was flabbergasted with joy; sunshine flooded her soul and happiness glowed inside her. “Hehe, Silly, you’re wrong! I’m a fourth-grade grandmaster now!” she pressed her lips and smiled.

Chapter 11: Dreamscape Lucy gasped. "Oh wow." "Yeah. Stand up and bend over the bed," he told her and she leapt to her feet to obey. He lifted her skirt, pushed her legs wider apart to give him a better angle, and slid into her soaking wet pussy. "Ohhh," Lucy moaned, "that's what I need, Master. Fuck me 'til I can't walk."

Final. Grace freezes, her lips curling into a smile against mine. I feel it instantly, the bond snapping tight, Fern’s presence flooding the space like a shockwave. I shove Grace away with barely contained fury and turn. There she stands. My mate. Fern barely fills the doorway, her eyes wide, and color draining from her face as the moment crashes down around her. Her eyes burn with betrayal, and I know there is nothing I can do to save her from this.

Kaleela gritted her teeth and wondering why Grant getting stronger lately. "Grizzle!" She flicked her right hand when sensed that her mana is back. "I got you." Said someone. Instead of get back to her portal, she found herself in Grant's embrace. They were in the unknown room that filled with books and smell like ginger burnt. Grant sit in the brown leather sofa, and he put her on his lap. Both of his hand wrapped around her body so tightly and refused to let it go. That shameless man grinned widely, "You must be tired. After all, you already fall from the sky, My Fallen Angel."

Jade POV - Grenny took a deep breath and said while taking my hand in her hand.... "So! so... are you interested in boy's?" what??? what the hell is wrong with my family? ughhh god what the hell is this? is my family gone mad? how can they think that i am interested in boy's? I stood up from my chair in shock... As I asked her... "grenny!! how? how can you think that?" Grenny lower her head and said hesitated...

I needed more time to soak in this moment. But I couldn’t be any nicer to her either to coax her to stay. Then she’d say something nice back to me that would make me haul her off to the first available coat closet and fuck her silly. And I wasn’t allowed to do that. Yet. A split second before I was about to give in and glance back to see if she was still there, she released a long sigh. “What do you and Gran even talk about together?” “You,” I found myself murmuring the confession, glad she couldn’t see my face as I smiled fondly. “Always you.”

asked Aranjo as she approached Griffin. 'You can listen to me if I let you!' "Wow ...." exclaimed Aranjo as he jumped to his feet and walked around the Griffin. "You look different than you used to! there are differences!" said Aranjo still staring at Griffin. 'Sure! And you look different too!' "Nice to see you back friend!" said Aranjo who is currently standing in front of Griffin. 'Nice to see you back!' "Can I touch you?" asks Aranjo, she wants to feel the golden feather in her hand.

But her heart hurts even more when she has to give up her love because of the responsibility, to save the Zane corporation. She was so sad and heartbroken that she fainted from time to time, in her dreams she still remembered Lionel Alan. She still remembers the happy days when she was with him, she honestly didn't want to part with him like that… Even in her dreams she wanted to marry him, even in her dreams, Vivian Letitia still want to be able to be Lionel Alan's bride, with him walking down the aisle to get married….

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 � ��𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲.

Zane’s amber eyes burn, rogue curiosity turning feral. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he mutters. They know I’m a woman in Cillian’s body, but seeing me...her...in the flesh? It’s like they’ve been hit with a lust spell. My own desire spikes, pussy already wet at their stares. This is it, my ultimate fangirl fantasy! My harem, wanting me as me! “Don’t just stare,” I tease, voice playful, shedding Cillian’s shirt to reveal my curves fully. “Come get me.” The vault’s too exposed.