Low Fantasy Novels & Stories

“Fantasy?” Came the uncertain inquiry through the bullhorn that sounded out loudly amongst the hustle and bustle of the crowded pier. Raising my hand I picked up my duffel bag and began making my way forward. As I walked the men about me stared. They always stared. It was kind of nice and yet annoying at the same time. It didn’t help that my Russian born mother so enamored with her relocation to a new and in her eyes, ‘fantasy land’ of America had named me as such.

Hido asked, incredulous. “Well, Taiga’s not confirmed,” Maya admitted. “But I’m sure he is. He’s tall, strong, insanely confident. It fits.” Hido made a thoughtful sound on the other end of the line. “You’re forgetting something, Maya. Lunas exist.” Maya blinked, sitting up straighter in bed. “Lunas?” “Yeah. They’re even rarer than Enigmas. And they rank above every other secondary gender. Luna, Prime Luna, Elite Prime Luna... if one of your boys is a Luna, especially an Elite Prime Luna, that would explain a lot.”

He clicked his tongue, appreciating my body. While I started cooking, he leaned in and commented, "Yvonne, am I doing this right?" He reached out and grabbed the handle of the frying pan, his strong hand covering mine. At the same time, his other hand rested lightly on my waist, steadying me. I almost lost my balance, heat spreading across my body as I experienced my fantasy turning into reality. Even my ears felt like they were on fire. Antonio's proximity was overwhelming, and I could feel the intensity of his presence, a mix of boldness and unshakable confidence.

I felt myself being lifted off the ground, felt myself being pulled into some kind of vortex or whirlpool. I tried to cry out, to scream for help. But my voice was trapped in my throat, unable to escape. I was powerless, helpless, as I was sucked deeper and deeper into the unknown. As I tumbled through the darkness, I caught glimpses of strange and fantastical creatures. I saw beings made of pure light, their forms shifting and flowing like liquid. I saw creatures with multiple limbs, their bodies twisting and contorting in impossible ways. And I saw Brigitte, her eyes glowing with an otherworldly energy. She was laughing, her voice echoing through the void like a madwoman's cackle.

” Fuck toys… using mouths, cunts, asses… His voice was low and rough, and as he spoke, he reached down and adjusted his pants, the outline of his hard cock clear through the fabric. The air in the room felt thick, charged with lust, and I realized my nipples were rock hard, poking through my bra and blouse. The drug made every word sink in deep, hooking into my mind, and I felt a wave of arousal hit me hard, my pussy clenching on nothing, desperate for something to fill it. Now it was my turn. The words came out before I could stop them, my voice shaky but honest. “Okay, screw it. I’ve fantasized about being a office furniture. You know, stripped bare, positioned just right, used without a w

NOTE: 1. This book contains mostly fantasy, romance, light smut with a touch of comedy. 2. English is not the author's first language, so please bear with any errors and any constructive criticism will be duly appreciated. 3. Please drop feedbacks as it encourages the author. Chapter one ~ The blue moon pack ~

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, Thank you for taking the time to read A Baby for the Dragon. This book is a breeder kink one and has some talk of infertility with the main female lead but will result in a pregnancy for our dragon and his mate. There will be tons of unprotected sex and lots of dirty talk, the sex will be super graphic and if that’s not something you enjoy that’s okay. There are plenty of other books out there for you, just maybe not this one.

she quavered. "Of course you do, Lucy." He pushed his hand between her legs and then up to press against the base of her pussy. "What kind of girl buys a bra like the one you're wearing and then stands in a boy's bedroom with her skirt around her waist?" "A n-naughty girl?" "Not just naughty, Lucy. More than naughty, surely?" He began to rub his hand back and forth between her legs. "What kind of girl are you, Lucy?" "I-I'm a... oh... a slut!"