Stories Eunuch Novels & Stories

It’s been pretty dead lately because it’s off-season but we still have a few business conventions coming in and out. It was nearly the end of my lunch, so I was going to make my way back to the time clock. I walked out and looked to the left and noticed a guy at the urinal. He looked back over at me and locked eyes for a few seconds, but I didn’t think anything of it. He probably thought I was a pervert since I looked down towards his crotch area. I did however notice that he was either jerking or just getting the last drops of piss out. He was extremely hot so I had to go try to take another peek. He was fit, in a blue suit, with a scruffy beard and glasses. When I went back over to the uri

A hermit who is able to create illusions, who can trick people by the impossible, temporary but enough real scenarios. That lady was also not real, and you know what? I had a dream of becoming a hermit in my younger days. I was also interested in the search for knowledge and peace in myself, sometimes to trick people and sometimes to help them. But unfortunately and yet I am enjoying this job of being a narrator. I have seen many things, many changes throughout the million years of my existence and see where I'm sitting now, in a small cafe all alone sipping the wine from this huge glass. Telling you an epic, maybe a myth but with facts. Who could imagine that the most powerful being is actu

"Okay, okay. The glasses stay. The hair... well, we can fix that. But the point stands, Emily. This is it. The golden ticket. I called in a favor from a guy who knows a guy who plays golf with Baek Jin's financial advisor. It's a ten-minute window. Tomorrow. 10 PM sharp. You need to be in his office.” “Isn’t that time a little late?” I questioned with a quirked eyebrow. “He is not a degenerate if that is what you are wondering. In fact, the word says that the man is a eunuch. There is not a single scandal regarding an ex-girlfriend, which is weird considering his position.” "A eunuch? Kevin, what century are you living in? The man is probably just private. Or... you know... busy running a mu

A world's strongest man who could devour nine burning suns in the sky, and a woman who swallowed the elixir of immortality to save him—but was imprisoned on the moon and became the Moon Goddess instead… The folk tale was created by a man from the Varanus Continent who had been dead for a long time… but right now, Zaha saw something similar happening in the real world. The strongest man who shone as bright as the sun… and a woman who was willing to lose her chance to rest in the peace of death to save him. Heinrich Hyacinth of the West Continent could remember the past. Ezra Euclase of the Central Continent was trapped in the present. Zaha Serpentes of the Continent of Varanus… …could see the

He flipped his hair and continued to frame the eunuch in his crime, “second, what this guard says is true. They met on the north side of Xania Palace. Where Prince Riyo lives. . . . And that northern part is abandoned. There were no people but the guard happened to pass by because the prince's dog ran north. Third, this letter is not the handwriting of the eunuch but the handwriting of a servant. It is obvious from this calligraphy that the writer did not know how to write. My point is, the eunuch used the servant to write everything down. If something happened and this culprit failed, he could just easily blame the servant for being the mastermind. Even if the servant says the truth, no one

With a hoarse voice, he said, "Sorry, Court Lady Han. I won't be late again." Like the past few mornings, Eunuch Xu wakes up with a dry throat again. Every morning, his condition gets worse. Even three cups of water aren't enough to quench his thirst. It feels like, water is never enough. But what is it? What should he drink so that he can feel better? And his teeth, particularly his canine teeth... it feels strange. Setting his condition aside, this eunuch doesn't have an alibi for his tardiness today. He won't deny the fact that he overslept. He retired so late last night after all, plus he drunk a generous amount of alcohol with his majesty.

Sold to the highest bidder Nomia pov “Eunuchs first” Manfred announces as he enters the room, a new happy skip to his step. He looks up and down the rows of people like so much spoiled goods. “Then anal virgins, then vaginal virgins. Nomia last. She’s the only double.” Two men with sticks enter the room, unchain the first eunuch they come to and lead him beyond the doors, into what I can only assume is the main auction hall. One by one, the eunuchs disappear.

One of the eunuchs, trying to butter her up, said to Princess Evergreen, “A row of little egret were flying in the sky, “A few ducks were walking on the ground, “Princess captured the little egret and ate a few roast ducks with beer.” When he said the last two sentences, the eunuch shook his head and hand as if he was enjoying himself. However, the few eunuchs beside him were trying hard to hold their laughter. They wanted to laugh so much, but they dared not. Darryl was hiding outside the garden entrance at that moment. He was there to look for Quincy, but he did not expect to hear such a funny poem. He almost broke into laughter.

And in her darkest, most private fantasies, she imagined him fucking her senseless until her legs gave out. Her bladder protested, forcing her toward the secluded restroom at the end of the old arts wing. Most students avoided it because it was outdated and far from the main buildings. She pushed the door open, the hinges creaking softly and froze. Ethan Kane stood at the far end near the sinks, back partially turned, hockey jersey tossed over his shoulder. His gym shorts were shoved down to mid-thigh. One large hand was wrapped around a thick, veiny cock as he stroked himself with slow, powerful motions. His other hand braced against the wall, muscles flexing.

To give her a life where she never had to sell her soul to every man—or woman that wanted her service. He sighed, giving me that kind of expression as if I am the bad guy among the two of us and I hate him when he does that. I squinted my eyes at him as he gestured his finger, telling me to get closer to him as if he wanted to whisper something that only both of us could hear. My two Eunuchs were standing at the door, both looking like statues while they leaned their backs against the wall. I hesitated at first but I am too desperate to get Penny out of the brothel.