Gubuk Fantasi Mga Nobela at Kwento

They didn’t deserve to be happy, not when they built their fantasies on illusions. “What the fuck do you mean he’s still an omega? Am I meant to be okay with that?” he'd been standing beside tatsuya when his phone suddenly pinged from a notification, he should have known when Tatsuya almost tripped trying to grab it from him, now he's here trying to invalidate his feelings? hell no. Murasame’s voice was louder now, anger flickering in his eyes. “You know, enigmas like you don’t normally care…” Tatsuya’s tone was flat, unimpressed, almost bored.

Immediately I say this, the room goes very quiet. I can still hear the clink of bottles, and the shifting of bodies on the couch, but no one is laughing anymore. Why though, it was a dare they gave me----- "Tell your deepest fantasy." Why are they all so quiet now? This is embarrassing. “I…” I try to chuckle, but it comes out as a strangled sound. "It's... just a fantasy.” Still no one says anything in reply and just stare at me awkwardly. Finally, my best friend clears her throat, "Okay... who's up for the next dare?"

“And you wanted me to notice.” “Yes.” He hooked his fingers into her thong and dragged it down her thighs, letting it pool at her ankles. Cool air hit her soaked pussy. He groaned softly. “Look at you. Dripping down your legs already.” One thick finger traced her seam, gathering wetness, then pushed inside without warning. She moaned, pushing back. He added a second finger, pumping slow and deep, curling to hit that spot that made her knees buckle. “You’ve been fantasizing about this, haven’t you?” he said against her ear, leaning over her. “About me bending you over my desk and fucking you raw while the campus walks by outside.”

I fell on all four and couldn't help but vomit, the ride here was crazy, the fear was affecting me, he pulled my hair away making my scalp feel likes it's on fire. We weren't in the same house as last time, we were in some kind of warehouse, he dragged me inside using my hair, I fell few times and stumbled on the way but he didn't care. The warehouse was empty, except for a few boxes and few tables, this is where he does his business, I knew that from when we first dated. I thought it was so exciting to have a boyfriend who deal with drugs and guns, ohh my mafia lover, what an idiot I was.

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.

It was too thick and long. I started having imaginations of him screwing me and stretching my pussy. Also him going all in and making me feel his dick in my stomach. My panties got wet as I imagined. I bit my lip and held my boobs, and the thoughts ran out of my head when I remembered he was my mom’s husband and is supposed to be my stepfather. I didn’t mean to see that, will he tell my mom? Everything is feeling awkward, I wished I didn’t hear that sound.

But no children. Tyboll fills the doorway and everything inside of me heats. It's a strange burn that is almost painful - like the dream. I suck air into my lungs and his scent fills me. His shaggy, unkempt hair and beard cover his face and leave nothing but his startling brown gaze to stare into my soul. This is a mistake. I need to hold my breath or come up with a quick spell so I only exhale in his presence. And he says I stink.

"What! You don't even know what it looks like." "I'll see what happens. I'm not a coward, and I doubt magic is real," replied Gumba, then he proceeded into the garden. Immediately he put his right leg into it, the thick tan of darkness disappeared, bringing back to life every life and object in the surrounding. But he was mistaken; the leg he had put into the garden turned leprous and he began groaning in great pain.

Luminga-linga siya pero wala naman siyang nakitang tao. Who's that? "Even your other voice said it." "Belive in yourself," parang hanging saad nito. Huminga muna ako nang malalim at hindi na muna nag-salita. Pumunta na lang kami sa bookstore at nag-hanap ng bagong babasahin. Then one book caught my attention. Ang ganda nang cover niya mahahalata mong fantasy siya. It's like a harry potter but with spice.

“Alright, fine. Cards on the table. The real team building starts now. We’ve got these hot toddies, spiked just enough to loosen tongues. No judgments, no HR bullshit. We’re confessing fantasies around the fire. Dark ones. The ones we bury under spreadsheets and sales calls. Who wants to go first?” The room got quiet for a moment, just the pop of the logs in the fire filling the air. My heart started picking up speed, that tingly warmth turning into a buzz that ran through my whole body, making my skin feel electric. What the hell was in this drink? It was making my thoughts race, my body reacting in ways I couldn’t control. I pressed my thighs together without thinking, feeling a heat start