Wildest Fantasy Novels & Stories

But reality comes slapping her one day while they are having lunch together. "I heard strange creatures are seen frequently on the west side of the ocean," Albatros stated and wiped his mouth. "I have already ordered the knights to kill whatever they see. Be it creatures or those damn pirates. And they are waiting for my signal to start the project we've been planning to build to protect our kingdom. It will drive away trespassers and the pirates." The spoon Maki's holding dropped on the plate, creating a loud clang that made everyone turn to see her ashen face. Her blood boiled and her hands turned to fists.

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

They could mess with my ability and force me to cut myself off from everyone around me, but they could never take away what made me truly untouchable, my huge abundance of spite. It was too far away to be absolutely sure it was the Elf drifting towards Gorgoth. In a fantasy world, there could be all sorts of explanations for what it was. It could be a very unusual cloud formation, and still kill us all. In a fantasy world, nothing had to be what it first appeared to be. Or even what it second appeared to be. It made it much harder to know how soon you should start running. “We should go inside,” I said. “We don’t want to attract any attention.”

Well,she will not allow something like that to happen. She has always been aggressive not only with sex and Andrew knew that. And she will not allow that only a child will cause the permanent disappearance of her hope that the man she has secretly dreamed and fantasized about will notice her.

Others are taken as breeding stock, or worse. There are whispers of ancient spells that could create female beast offspring. The kings deny such magic exists, but there are those in the Wilds, and within Divinora, who would kill to find it. WITCHES, WILDLINGS & THE LOST MAGIC Witches born in the Wilds hold old, chaotic magic tied to the land. Many, like Branwen Mosswood, hide their power for fear of being claimed or killed. Some form covens deep in the wildest parts of the continent. Others are forced into hiding, hunted by both the Walled Cities and Beast Lords.

“But you get my point.” “Yeah, I do.” Wilder bites his lip as if he’s thinking carefully about something. Then he says, “Do you want a fight?” “What do you mean?” “Do you want to kill some Ravagers?” “Always.” He laughs. “You’re not even going to ask what I’m talking about?” “I can’t picture a scenario where I wouldn’t want to kill Ravagers.” *** The trap Wilder sets is the first use of magic I’ve ever just fucking fallen in love with. It’s also probably the most insane thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

The deeper we walked into the pack grounds, the more raw and depraved the scenes became. A female alpha was fucking a male beta right in the middle of the main path, her thick strap-on slamming into his ass while he moaned like a bitch in heat. Another group was in a full orgy near a large bonfire — at least fifteen wolves tangled together in a mess of limbs, tongues, cocks, and pussies. Cum dripped everywhere. No one cared who was watching. I was eighteen. Pure. Innocent in every sense. But as I walked through this den of savage, unrestrained lust, something dark and terrifying stirred deep inside me.

The moment I did, the darkness was filled with them. Finn’s rough thumb against my cheek. Kelly’s massive frame looming over me. “Nova...” I could hear them in the hiss of the steam, their voices merging into a dark, forbidden demand. In my mind, the fantasy bloomed, violent and intoxicating. A soft, broken moan escaped my lips. My hand slid down my wet belly, my fingers parting my aching folds and sliding straight into the slick, dripping heat of my own desire. I was soaking wet, leaking heavily.

"Wanted me to fuck you like this? Make you mine?" "Yes," Mara cried out, past caring about being quiet. "Yes, god yes" The carpet burned against her knees and palms, but she didn't care. Nothing mattered except the feeling of him inside her, claiming her, taking her exactly the way she'd fantasized about. "You're so wet for me," Adrian groaned. "So ready. Such a good girl, taking everything I give you." The praise combined with the rough treatment pushed her toward another orgasm. She could feel it building, could feel herself climbing higher and higher.

Well, my parents forbade me to go outside the city, but I often sneak out and play with Joque inside the forest; that's how I met that 100,000-year-old elf. However, I've never been to the kingdom of Dolocab, where mortals live and different creatures like us, vampires, fairies, elves, beasts, and many others secretly mingle with them. There are a lot of towns, cities, villages, and other kingdoms here in Fantasia where different creatures live with their own kind alone. The thing is, no one has ever made a map of the whole fantasia, and my goal is to make one. I want to discover those places and creatures that are not in the books and that no one in my city has ever heard of. That's another