Martial Arts Fantasy Novels & Stories

The man had made for a colorful spectacle, his red robes flapping while his blade writhed with pale green flames, but everyone knew there was no true magic to it, and in the end his fire had guttered out and Bronze Yohn Royce had brained him with a common mace. A true sword of fire, now, that would be a wonder to behold. Yet at such a cost . . . When he thought of Nissa Nissa, it was his own Marya he pictured, a good-natured plump woman with sagging breasts and a kindly smile, the best woman in the world. He tried to picture himself driving a sword through her, and shuddered. I am not made of the stuff of heroes, he decided. If that was the price of a magic sword, it was more than he cared t

thought Yu Liang sighing, as he regretted that such an interesting world had fallen into the cliché of a Dark BL. This beginner world was very good, what was Dark BL was a problem of the characters and not the world itself. This world is a mix of martial arts and the modern world. The powerful families of this world were all descendants of powerful immortals and even the large financial conglomerates or IT companies, they had connections with former martial artists.

Behind the darkness occasionally emerged vague outlines of creatures and that made it look more of a scene from a horror movie. Surrounding the woman were fully armored soldiers, some of whom had their swords drawn, while others had their hands on their swords ready to remove them from their sheaths in a swing. In front of the woman stood a man flanked by other soldiers. The man was huge, taller that everyone around. He had long hair that flowed all the way to his waist like a woman's hair and beards that reached just above his neck bone. Both his hair and beards were shaggy and it made him look like he had just come from the wild. His grin revealed brown and rotten teeth and one artificial

Dante whispered, craning his neck to look at the feather while trying not to get too close to me. Suddenly the feather straightened up, hopped out of my hand, and began moving about in front of us, as if it was a quill, writing in the air. Once it drew its last invisible letter, it stilled, then burst into flames. I watched open-mouthed, as the letters it wrote began appearing in the air in front of us in a strange shiny shimmer. Carrie is to compete in the Tournament for Alpha King. Let the games begin. I wish you fair days.

Even Tadhg Walter can feel that all the power in the martial arts civilization, all the methods of the rules, are useless in front of this one. "Well done! Void Kill Emperor, you are the founder and guide of countless civilizations! Martial arts civilization, it's also because of your instruction, only today, but I am an incarnation of sentient beings. Next, I want to see, it's you, the one who guides the suppression of sentient beings, or the sentient beings who can completely suppress you, free from your control of the chessboard!" Tadhg Walter shouted loudly, his body suddenly burst out with an extremely rich light flower, this light flower directly covered Tadhg Walter's whole body, just

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."