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Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

Franka's explanation did not convince Razer at all. "Fat Fox, your explanation is too outrageous, isn't it? Have you read too many novels? However, Dayan does have a plot in the novel where the soul takes over the body and is reborn, but... this is too fantasy... we should still believe in science, This science can’t explain it at all, why don’t you say that there is a golden-fingered grandpa from Da Yan’s novel living in Jessica’s necklace?”

Susan finished reading a newspaper as she sat on her sofa by the window in her room upstairs, then she kept it aside, and moved to pick up a novel by her bedside table. She returned to the sofa, opened the page where she had stopped last night, and kept on reading. Reading novels, Susan discovered, was perfect for distraction. It took her mind off recent happenings, of her world, and took her to a world of her own. In her world of fantasy, she didn’t care what happened in her and without, especially the disturbance slowly stirring in High Town City (which the news, and the newspapers carried), and the great, uncontrollable urge to kill. She cared for nothing in this state actually, save for

Original Author ANAMIKA ANA has made this tiny change to cooperate with goodnovel. Author’s note: Hello dear readers! Thanks for reading my book. This story originates from my imagination only and doesn't represent any person or places. If you are a fan of spicy protagonists alongside some action and drama this book may match your taste. Warning: The later chapters in this book have strong mature content. Please read at your own risk.

Now let's ponder on these things : *What's this novel all about? Sincerely Cassiopeia is about the diary of a girl named Cassiopeia. People call her "The Flower Bud of Veluven" because of her emanating beauty, kindness and [insert all of the good qualities that a female lead could possess only because she is the protagonist]. The whole novel was told in her point of view. Unfortunately, there is only one ending for Valeria: Death. I realized, that I am in a hellish world and I will die eventually. Yeah, death is inevitable but I don't want to die foolishly!

We ate, Elsa and her husband had few discussions as we had our diner. I heard a knock on the room’s door, as I was seated alone in the guest room. I went to the door and my sister stood there. “Here” she said as she gave me a novel to read. I used to read novels a lot before leaving the city. But I got too occupied, I lost the zeal to read. I looked at the cover back, it wrote ‘Billy Sam’ that use to be my favorite author. I always read every book he published. I also wished to meet the author, but not anymore. I lost the spark to read.

I could feel his presence at my back—tall, warm, the faint rustle of his cassock as he moved closer. I kept reading, line after line about denying the body, about offering suffering to God, about the dangers of self-indulgence. My voice shook on the parts about “touching oneself in secret” and “fantasies that defile the soul.” By the time I reached the end of the first page I was breathing faster, nipples tight against my dress, the ache between my legs worse than it had been all day. Father Chris stepped around the table so I could see him. He leaned down, one hand resting on the open book, the other hanging loose at his side. His eyes locked on mine.

Kisha didn’t know where she was going, she only knew she couldn’t stay at home. The argument with Corey had ended hours ago, but his words were still circling inside her head. To conquer the world together is a great deal. She wanted to prove him wrong by letting him witness what she had just seen. She had even pretended to believe him. But now, walking alone through the busy streets of Stark City, she realized how deeply those words had reached. The evening crowd moved around her. Cars honked, people laughed, street vendors called out to passing customers and music drifted from an open shop. But Kisha heard none of it clearly. She simply walked, one street became another, then another. She

The metal clamps on my nipples pinched hard, sending sharp stings through my breasts with every breath I took, and I pressed my lips together to hold back the whine building in my throat. He looked down at me, his mouth twisting into a slow grin that showed his teeth, and he leaned in until his face was inches from mine, his breath hot on my skin. “Funny? Gianna, this is the best thing I’ve read in a long time. You wrote all these dirty little fantasies about me, about how you want me to tie you up and use you like a fucktoy. Why would I untie you when we’re just getting started?” My face burned, the heat spreading from my cheeks down my neck, and I felt my pussy clench at his words, even th

From when I had taken Lord Fenrik’s cock into my mouth. “Goddess!” I screamed, as I fully remembered what had occurred under the blistering moonlight. My hand fiercely on my face as I writhed not in shame, but in a wicked delight. A part of me loved it. It had been a long time since anyone had made me explode with an intense oragsm, not even Derek came close. “Maera!” He called this time, his voice ejecting me out of my fantasy. I turned my head reluctantly to his direction, eyes questionable as to why he was pestering my peace.