Male Fantasy Characters Novels & Stories

His eyes glinted a dark shade of red indicating the dirty fantasies that were woven by his heart in his mind. After fantasizing a bit, he continued in his mind, "Well, tonight I at least came to know what kind of mate I desire!" Blowing out a long sigh that he had been holding for a long time, the man continued, "I would prefer my mate to be strong headed and stubborn like me but having said that doesn't mean I want her to risk her life for me! NO NOT AT ALL!"

I scanned the booklet, trying to understand the different seductive characters, but the random photos of men and women only confused me even more. "I'm not that familiar with those terms. Can you explain them to me? And who are these people in the photos?" I asked, closing the booklet and looking back at James. "Sure, let me break it down for you," he said, leaning forward. "The Siren is basically the femme fatale who can lure anyone through her image and craftiness. If you are a Siren, you are highly sexual and you know it. Your confidence should radiate erotic energy wherever you go. The Siren is the ultimate male sexual fantasy. You'll be a tease, and they should please," he explained.

Letting a mage–engineer–inventor like that slip away would have been madness, so Anton and Laverna will stay with us at the palace. Looking ahead a bit, I’ll say this: the fiery demon didn’t leave his “battle sisters,” the daughters of Rasfata, to boredom and sorrow. He created a sort of prototype of a man for them—magnificent like a god, strong, exceptionally skilled in bed, and completely devoid of brains for anything else. Exactly what those ladies needed! In return, they liked the design so much that they literally showered the guy with gold and money.

S-tier Malevolent Phantoms are terrifying. In response, Felix's mouth curled into a smile. "Yes, S-tier Malevolent Phantoms are indeed terrifying. But you also don't understand how terrifying those people were back in the Bronze Age."

The kind of man who could burn down a life without raising his voice. And then - the last. Younger, maybe. Or simply wilder. His hair was raven black, falling into his eyes, his mouth curved in the kind of lazy smirk that promised sin with no apologies. His leather jacket hung open, shirt half-unbuttoned, revealing smooth skin marked with lines of ink across his chest. Where the others prowled, he swaggered. A temptation made flesh. Together, they were a storm in four bodies. Walking gods of sex, each carved from a different fantasy - power, danger, silence, sin.

I wanted to live recklessly for just one night. He didn’t protest, giving in and dancing with me. Every time our bodies brushed, a jolt of electric current shot up my body. It confused me and I gave him a discreet look. Did he feel it too? “Mate!” he whispered in my ear, his lips grazing my skin. ---------------------------------------- This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

Maria John Pete Butt Pandora Helen Hippolyta Hilda Danrakah Valac Morgana Arakah Silva Which of the characters possesses the ability of necromancy Maria John Pete Butt Pandora Helen Hippolyta Hilda Danrakah Valac Morgana Arakah Silva Which of the characters is endowed with the ability to tap into the astral plane of existence? Maria John Pete Butt Pandora Helen Hippolyta Hilda

To me personally, age is not an issues at all, especially in Fantasma, this medieval fantasy world. Here age is irrelevant at all, with a lot of long living races all over the places, and for many of those races, even at considerably old ages they still looked really young. Like my lovely Meret over here, even though she was already over 50 years old, her body were still very much young, and she is very magnificent in serving my lust and calming my passion. Her looks back on earth on can easily passed her as someone at her prime age, if back on earth she will have no problem at all, being a gravure model. Her skin were still supple, her giant breast still defying gravity although already sl

He slowly put the crystal in his pants pocket carefully so that they wouldn't notice. Before Matthew could think of an answer, Potolo kept talking. “It might be obvious since our appearances are not perfect, we are not humans, nor beastfolk, nor elves, nor dwarves.” Now that he mentioned it, Matthew noticed that his ears were slightly pointed, Bartolo also but not Mala. Other than that, the horn that the men have could be a beastfolk feature. Strangely, Mala didn’t have those features. She was just like a normal human.