Step Fantasy Novels & Stories

Chapter 227. “That bitch!” Stephanie groaned, smashing a glass cup into the wall and watching it crumble into broken fragments. Her fist tightened, nails digging into her palm—it could draw blood. Her breath came out in sharp bursts, rage boiling beneath her skin. Her chest heaved as if trying to push back the fury that clawed inside. That accident was her chance to get to Drystan! It was her chance to become close to him. Drystan’s uncle sat some inches away. The dim light of the chandelier cast a warm glow against his wicked features. Shadows kissed the corners of his eyes, making the anger in them burn hotter.

When we reach the grave from before, I stop and release his hand. It falls to his side. I stare at the grave and avoid his face. “You were right when you said I'm selfish.” I start. “I don't know how to trust. Until now, I've never even tried to, not really, I run away, hide and avoid everyone who tries to get close to me. But there is one thing I have always trusted and that is fate. These threads that I see. They never deceive me, they show truth, good and bad. They do nothing to spare my feelings because fate doesn't care about my feelings. There are times I wish I couldn't see them at all because what I see is so heartbreaking. But despite that, I really do trust them. Completely. I trus

husband decides not to go after them, but, she's not like him, and she will find them and kill them, just like she did to that bastard's mother. Stephany goes down to have breakfast and the beta tells her the news of the arrival of warriors from another pack. She forgets about the twins and goes to inspect the warriors. Nothing tasted better in the morning than seeing the athletic, youthful bodies of new warriors. Being a nymphomaniac, the simple fact of knowing that there are new men around, makes her blood fill the blood vessels of her clit. Her pussy gets wet, her nipples get hard and her body starts releasing pheromones, which Ross doesn't miss.

Emily, her eyes gleaming with wonder, replied, "I'm not sure, but there's something magical about it. Should we take a leap of faith?" Sarah nodded, her adventurous spirit pushing her forward, "Let's find out. It feels like destiny calling." With unanimous determination, the pack took a deep breath and stepped through the portal. The world around them blurred, and they found themselves in a realm beyond imagination—a celestial landscape that seemed to exist outside the boundaries of time and space. As they gazed around in awe, they noticed wisps of shimmering light gathering, coalescing into the forms of majestic creatures. These spirits emanated a sense of ancient wisdom and timeless sereni

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.

When Stephanie ran away from her hoise, she didn't have anywhere to go. At that vulnerable moment, an unexpected person appeared as a silver lining to her dark cloud. The man whom she had approached as a Predator, wanting to use him in her game of lies and revenge. However fate had different plans.

He walked up to the fairies and said with a smile, "Fairies, don't get me wrong, my name is Stephan!" "Recently, the precious fruits in the Spirited Fruit Garden have matured, but you are short of manpower, so the Imperial Sky Palace sent me here to help you." 'What?' Judith and the others trembled after hearing Stephan. 'Stephan is the newcomer? Then, who is Darryl?' Judith and the other fairies looked at each other in a daze. Judith was the first to react; she said to Stephan, "That can't be. We have already seen the guy sent by the Imperial Sky Palace. Are you pretending to be one of us?"

Delete it from your memory. Later, after everyone had gone to bed, Stephanie was wide awake in her basic cotton pajamas and t-shirt, under her covers, with her mind racing. Was she crazy to assume that using the "Sarah Tactic" on Greg may be a good idea? Could he genuinely cool down and behave more correctly if she had simply pulled her shirt off and given him the stink eye?

They watched in horror into the dark space unable to move as the huge steps got closer, she held on tightly to them behind her and they were frozen cold in fear and when the steps kept advancing without stop, they shuffled back getting ready for a flight but then the sound ceased and it surprised them, they waited a little but no sound came. "Who's there?" May asked, her voice shaky and rough. It was silent and she was breaking down in tears now. "I think we need to run." Without hesitation they immediately turned in the opposite direction from the sound and ran faster than their legs could carry, May had sprinted past them, she was a lot faster and again the three halted, Glenn and summer a

Cleopatra had sent them off early with a task to accomplish. Michael had been learning the principles of possession. Now Cleopatra wanted him to try them out for real. A willing host was best to begin with, and who better than Lucy to be that host. She was now sitting up in bed, waiting for Michael to either take control of her body, or call to tell her he had failed. So far, nothing out of the ordinary had happened. And then the world seemed to lurch sideways… Michael looked down at Lucy as she sat in her bed. She was looking around as through expecting to see Michael appear from nowhere at any minute. Despite what she had learned recently, she still could not see into the astral plane, so