Short Fantasy Books นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My expectations of hefty magic tomes full of spells were quickly dashed. Laney’s idea of books was limited to fairy tales about princesses and knights and, of course, magic. Not exactly what I had in mind. As far as she was concerned, if it didn’t interest her, it didn’t exist. “This one’s really good,” she informed me, holding up a thin novel called Loved By Two Dragons. “He’s a dragon, but he’s also a handsome boy. But his brother’s even more handsome, and he’s an even bigger dragon!”

Even finding it the right thing to be done. Ren was currently sleeping under a tree with half a pitcher of lemonade to the side. Zia was drawing not to far away of the battle between the Western Empire and the 11th Army of the Empire. Felicity was reading a few medical books on old Alchemy with Elder Tani who was showing a little more into her pregnancy. A very happy Zero and Lan Su were reading on baby care as well. Jackson and Mo Lan just enjoyed each other's company looking at the sky.

Alice said "So Nikki what's you're hobby"..I asked "Texting"...she replied immediately while we stared at her in amazement "Am kidding"...she said and we laughed "I love dancing".. I said "And I singing"...Alice said "Now will you tell us your real hobby?"...I asked "Oh, I love reading"..she said "Oh my gosh".. Alice screamed "You read?"...I asked in shock "Yeah"..I said "well I thought you would be a... "Spoilt brat"... She cut in

Modern Fairytale© 2020 by Dazzling Star. All Rights Reserved Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Perhaps it doesn't support any act of violence or activities against society. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. DEDICATED TO ALL FAIRYTALE LOVER…❤️

After turning off the motorcycle, I entered my house, sat down on my old leather couch in the living room, and start fiddling with my smartphone. "OOhhh….new issue is out…". I'm an avid reader; I love reading as it keeps me occupied most of the time. I also enjoyed informational books, fantasy novels, manga, anime, and games. Although I'm already 27 years old, I loved them, I probably can be categorized as a closet otaku, but still, I'm not antisocial, I was active in sport, and decisive in making choices (definitely not a wuss). "…The story was good,…but why is the protagonist always a wimp....just kill the enemies….can travel between earth and the fantasy world but use the sword as the mai

I did not want to indulge in all of this, but I could not help it. Her moans and the slick sounds of their intercourse swirled into my mind like a forbidden melody. I closed my eyes, and before I knew it, I touched myself. My finger trailed to my skirt. I pulled it up slowly as my finger brushed against my panties. I pictured I was the one getting pounded like that. I wished it was my pussy throbbing and exploding around a cock. A sensation I yearned to experience. My finger moved faster as I rode the fantasy. “Ouu fuckk!” I gasped. I added another finger as I grew wetter.

He gestured toward the narrow aisle between fiction and children’s books. “Storage wasted on that back room. And don’t get me started on the courtyard out back. Prime square footage doing nothing but growing weeds.” Before she could fire back, the kids started filing in for storytime, backpacks thumping as they dropped onto the colorful rug. Elena shot him a warning look and moved to the front. She picked up *The Adventures of Benny the Bookworm*, her voice shifting into the warm, animated tone she used for the little ones.

The contact was innocent on the surface, intimate in every other way. “You have no idea what I want to do to you,” he murmured, his lips grazing the shell of my ear. My breath hitched, and I could feel heat pooling between my thighs. “No idea at all.” I wanted to pull away, and yet every nerve in my body screamed to stay. To feel. To taste. My fingers trembled as I rested them against my desk, grounding myself, trying not to fall into the fantasy he was making feel real.

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it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)