New Fantasy Novels & Stories

The mind sync made the orgasm feel like it was happening in my brain too, like my thoughts were cumming along with my body. The system did not let me come down. It kept the toys moving at full power, forcing me straight into another orgasm right on top of the first. I cried and shook, my voice breaking into sobs of pure pleasure. More, Lily. Give us more of your mind. New fantasies poured out of me. I imagined the colony turning me into their perfect fucktoy, keeping me in constant pleasure, rewriting my body so I could take more and more. I imagined begging on my knees for the next machine, for the next overload, for the next mind fuck.

He barked out a laugh, “No, it’s just the three main factions, Werewolves, Witches, and Vampires.” Somewhere along the conversation, they had started walking again and now stepped into an open foyer where large portraits hung from the walls. “This shit just keeps getting weirder and weirder, Like I’ve been sucked into a bad fantasy romance novel.” “What’s so wrong about a bad fantasy romance novel? I thought you girls ate those things up like candy,”

Samantha exclaimed and Sia rolled her eyes watching as Samantha hurried towards the Tv, powering it on and opening her n*****x on the Tv. “Fantasy, thriller, Ya, non fiction, mystery?” Samantha asked. “Fantasy” Sia replied carrying her food and Samantha’s towards the seating room. “You haven't seen Fate, the winx saga right?” Smanatha asked, collecting her plate of food from Sia who immediately shook her head.

Chapter Thirty-Five. Anastasia's POV. The more seconds that passes by, the more I wish Sebastian Hunter has started explaining stuffs to me. This is exactly what is called fantasy come true. It feels like a dream to me, but this time, I don't want to wake. Furthermore, I want this to be true. I want it real that Vampires actually exist. That Hunters, Werewolves, Witches and Wizards actually exist. Yes, it's crazy but it is fascinating as a fantasy genre author to see their imagination come through.

Fantasy fodder for late-night scrolling. But the card felt real between her fingers. And the ache it sparked low in her belly was very real. She went. The address led her to an unmarked steel door in an alley downtown. A man in a tailored black suit checked her name against a tablet, eyes lingering appreciatively on the dress she’d chosen—deep crimson silk that clung to every curve, slit high enough to flash thigh with each step, neckline plunging just enough to make her feel dangerously exposed. He nodded once. The door opened.

I sneer, dragging her back to Anastasia and march right back into the fracas of magic. Magical lights of blue, green, purple, yellow, red, gold splash across the sky. It's actually really pretty. It's funny because the black magic coming from the Abyss isn't even half as powerful as ours is. They don't actually know how to use offensive magic. All they are able to do is put up weak shields that crumble moments later. I'd laugh... but now's not the time.

“Wait… I heard Wanda is having an affair with someone? And my father didn’t know about this?” Jade nodded his head once again. “Yes, she is…” “Do you know his name?” “Yes, young master. His name is Robert Ferra…” “The current CEO of Fashion Blast…” ……………………………………………………………….. Note: Dear reader, please tap & put this book into your collection. If you giving me a good review on my book, I'll be highly appreciated it. Thank you so much!

he said "stay away from Lucy, this is between the both of us" I said "okay fine but I want you to introduce me to her" he said "why should I", I asked " don't play that game with me unless you want me to blow your cover" he said " okay fine is that all you want?", I asked "as her father", he replied " what the hell!!!", I cursed " are you crazy" I asked "that girl is almost sixteen" I said

“Excuses….. excuses….. excuses. I guess that is the only thing you are good at.” “ I am not making an excuse. People are allowed to keep the book for more than a week if they make a special application.” She tried to say in an even tone but it wavered slightly towards the end. “Whatever! I have no time to waste on people like you.” She said airily and stormed out of the door. “What a great way to start the day,” Sia muttered under her breath and checked the register to ensure that all the entries were in order. Then she walked along the shelves, running her hand over the books. She halted when she reached the ‘Fantasy’ section and pulled out a book titled, ‘Survival’.

Do you fancy a son or a daughter? 'One of each would be lovely.' 'Twins?' Jasmine asked. Favour laughed. 'I hope not. Just one at a time but in any order. Boy or girl...it doesn't matter.' Such blissful carefree plans, Jasmine thought. A mountainous wave of envy hit Jasmine and she shrugged to fight through it as her younger sister rattled on about her ideal family. It wasn't Favour's fault that her own life was in such a mess. She seemed to get herself embroiled in one bad choice after another; holding on to Robert when he wasn't worth holding on to, and now Collins...had she no sense of when to let go? Did fantasy have a bigger grip on her than reality?