Mr Fantasy Novels & Stories

Darice looked at Ana in disbelief. "It doesn't say but the characteristics described are very similar to the Falkland wolf." "That book must have been written by a madman. Or it could be a wolf that looks like that." Darice still did not believe Ana's words. Ana just shrugged her shoulders lazily to explain more. They both went back to drinking coffee while busy with their own thoughts. "Hurry up and finish your coffee, class will start soon." Darice reminded Ana to hurry up. Ana glanced at the clock on her phone then nodded. The girl gulped down the remaining coffee half at a time. Darice just shook her head at that.

Alright son, I will call her" Mrs Tiguan said and hung up. The next day, Fernandez woke up to prepare for his much-anticipated business meeting with his new investors from Monaco. He came out of his bathroom, went to his wardrobe and took out one of his best suits and a matching tie, he also picked out matching footwear and a high-quality belt to go with it, his expensive Rolex wristwatch. He laid each one of them beside the other, and he took a picture of them and smiled to himself, pleased with how they were on the bed, he proceeded to apply his body lotion, and while he was doing that, he received a message notification.

“S-sorcery? Like Merlin or, um, Harry Potter?” “Harry who?” She shook her head. “Certainly like Merlin, or Solomon. If you are taught well your power could be considerable. I can help there, but you really need to practice in the real world. Magic is very easy here, where reality can be easily manipulated.” She waved a hand at the scenery and the room changed from Egyptian bedroom to Medieval torture chamber, complete with the rack that Michael was now lying on. Her own clothes transformed into a leather dominatrix set as he watched, and he was now wearing a small pair of leather shorts. She looked back towards him and they were back in the bedroom overlooking Alexandria. “See? You can't cha

he said in a cool and serene voice unfit for such a personality. I threw the dress back at him as I barked, “Get away from me! Who are you, and where have you brought me?” His smiling face changed into a narrow, predatory expression something eerie and inhumane. My heart rushed to my mouth. Unexpectedly, he landed on me, knocking the breath from my lungs, his chest facing my bare own, making me feel unnecessarily hot and wanting. But wasn’t a fantasy, It was real fuckin real! “Who are you?” I asked again, still trying to be brave.

HIM- "Okay, so you want to be with another woman? So, you're clearly attracted to women then, is there a man involved in your fantasy?" ME- "Sometimes, yes. But most of the time it's just me and another woman, I can tell it's different being with another woman just from the fantasy, I don't know how I just can" HIM- "If you ever want to use my business to act out your fantasies, you're free to do so, you know it's 100% safe, I'm happy for you to use my personal room there if you would prefer so no one can see"

Taking matters into my own hands with a good fantasy was the best I could hope for most of the time. This time my fantasy focussed around one of our friends, Tara. She was a really attractive, petite brunette who had just turned 40. You wouldn't know it to look at her, she was slim, had great skin and a fantastic figure. She had cut my wife's hair a few times and we knew her well. I've always got on great with her and we always had a great laugh at any parties we both attended. I always get really worked up when I fantasise about her... little did I know that fantasy would soon become reality. I had applied some lotion and was slowly stroking myself, enjoying every second of my fantasy. It w

, I asked cuz damn those eyes "Just admiring how hot you are", he said with a smirk. "So tell me, what are your fantasies?", he asked. I blushed deeply, oh my Gosh what the fuck, "What are you talking about?". Yeah like I have zero idea what he's talking about. "You know, those nasty things you've thought of doing, it doesn't have to be normal, fantasies are definitely not normal you know " I paused to think. What are my fantasies? usually it use to be having sex with a guy but I've already done that so, what else?

I watched from the dark storage room, jaw tight. This was the exact scene I’d been jerking off to for months...Miss Donna bent over, taking it, those same tits I’d stared at all day now filling someone else’s hand. Kevin’s dad was living the fantasy I’d built in my head. The thought made my stomach twist. I wanted to be the one holding her like that, feeling her push back, hearing the small sounds she made when he hit deep. Instead I stood there with my forgotten bag in one hand, half-hard and furious. "Oh my..."

Ruby launched herself at the couch beside her friend in an instant and found herself covered in hound slobber seconds later when both dogs settled on her lap, transforming into cuddly piles of puppy as if they were getting ready for story time too. And Moss began to weave his magic; like a projector, images appeared in the air, first, the normal hustle and bustle of school on a daily basis. Then he began to narrow things down, zooming in to the staff lounge, where teachers sat with their coffees, marking tests. " This is Mrs. Wu, the Regent for the Academy; she's a Baku, which basically means she's a dreamwalker. Mrs. Wu can enter any of our dreams, chasing away the bad ones, inserting good

And in that moment, sitting across from the powerful, complicated man who owned Fantasy. Ruby realized she wanted him to keep noticing her. For a very long time.