Power Fantasy Novels & Stories

"Can you understand what this place is to me? It's a fantasy come true. Wild adventurous sex, where everyone's pleasure is the first concern. No meanness, no cruelty, no gossip, no judging. If a girl kisses a girl, she's not a lesbian. If she's with more than one guy, she's not a whore. If she's proud of her body, and shows it off, she's not a slut, she's hot. It's pure fantasy." She pulled her legs back and encouraged me to fuck her harder. Which of course, under the situation, I had no choice but to accede to. "God, I love it. I love your fat cock in me, so thick, the feel of it rubbing down the sides of my pussy. The pressure of bone on bone at the end of every hard stroke. The wild feeli

Ruby had imagined places like Fantasy for years. Not the cheap versions hidden inside trashy websites or badly written online fantasies, but something deeper. Darker. Elegant. A place where control meant more than rough hands and careless demands. A place where power had rules. Meaning. Intention. Ever since she was nineteen and trembling beneath the palm of her boyfriend during their first clumsy experiment with spanking, something inside her had awakened. Not fear. Not shame. Need.

Seeking Deeper Fantasy is set in Stark city, where Corey Lawson, a 31 years old faces challenges as he discovers that the woman he is in love with, Kisha Prime, is the reason his whole childhood became a nightmare. Driven by resilience, he takes Legacy Woodwork to a greater height. Kisha Prime, a 25 years old, raised by her stepfather Morgan Lawson, the man who abandons his family to be with his one true love, Marla. Sharing deep memories together of life, but unfortunately are not allowed to be together because of the hatred between both families. Robert Prime, deeply in love with Marla orchestrated a wedge between Morgan and Marla by getting married to her against her will. Mor

His words made my body feel even more aroused. My nipples hardened further, pointing up and begging for attention. Almost like he could read my mind, his fingers closed around my nipples, pinching and pulling on them. "Answer me when I ask you a fucking question." His words came out a growl as my body curved inward from the pain from my chest. He pulled again. "And arch your fucking back." "I love it. I love taking your cock into my slutty cunt! Please fuck me harder. I want to feel you buried deep inside me. I'll be your slave, and I'll be a very good one too."

Without the advantage of the power of the heaven and earth, a fight between Deity Realms was no different from an ordinary fight. Little Apple had an advantage. Three figures crossed each other, and Little Apple heard a charming smile. The air was filled with a sweet fragrance. The next moment, a cut appeared on the woman's snow-white skin, and blood spurted out. The fragrance in the air was getting thicker and thicker, and only the enchanting laughter of a woman could be heard. The blood seemed to stimulate the concentration of the exotic fragrance. The feminine man's expression was cold. As his palms changed, a naked man appeared in the void.

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His large hand started digging into her clothes. Jennifer's skin was as white to light as milk, soft and smooth. Ivan could feel his hand trembling slightly when it came into contact with her white flesh. He knew Jennifer was just an 18-year-old girl, so he just wanted to tease her; he didn't expect this girl to be so sensitive. He has never loved anyone or been with a woman, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have desire. Jennifer may be the first girl to come close to him in that way; he has no idea what special ability she possesses, only that she is innocent but extremely resilient.

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

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