Englisches Original https://fiction-mania.org/searchdisplay/authordisplay.html?word=3338 DIREKT VORWEG Alle Charaktere sind über 18 Alle Ausdrücke, Beleidigungen, Diskriminierungen etc. dienen nur dem Narrativ der Story. DIE STORY IST FIKTIV. Niemand sollte sich angegriffen fühlen. Leise schloss ich die große, schwere Hauseingangstür hinter mir und schaute...
Author's Note: Despite starting "The Shaman's Pet," this is another story I'm exploring in writing, a concept that has lingered in my mind. Unlike drawing or creating a comic, I'm writing it out. I might sketch the cover later to fit the vision I have. This story delves into the world of NTR but not Netori. Expect a **** element, as more NTR storie...
Deep within the enchanted marble walls of the citadel, Endymion the Master Magician was deep in slumber while his apprentice scribbled notes across the desk from him. To look at him, an old grandfatherly figure snoozing away in his favorite chair, one could be forgiven to not realize they were in the presence of one of the mightiest spellcasters to ever wal...
A/N:: I just wanted to take a moment and say thank you to all of you who have sent me personal comments or have left comments on the stories. I'm so excited that several of you have added me to your favorites! I love you guys and I dedicate this chapter to all of you. I'm having some complaints that things are happening too fast, but I promise there is a rea...
Liriel wakes up feeling like she was hit by a crowd of her kind in a rush and she sits up. She opens her eyes and finds herself in a unfamiliar room. The room's walls and high ceiling are a deep garnet red accented here and there by silver lamps. She rubs her bare arms, looking around at the fairly sparsely decorated room. She looks down at herself suddenly...
Hello everyone! Longtime lurker here, finally trying to make something for y’all. First things first, this story is inspired by Welcome to Bulwark from awesome author NeedAMedic. Check her out! Her work on Bravos Feminine over here is amazing! Second, to explain things: this story works in a different way. In this first chapter, I’ll post some characters she...
Author's Note: This is a sequel to my erotic magic/fantasy story "She Tastes Like Springwater" but can be read by itself. ****** The citadel of Endymion held many wonders, as befitting the keep of a famous magician, enough to excite for several lifetimes. The old sage explored the stacks of his own personal library, and absently reached out to trace his fi...
Hi reader, Welcome to the table. Who am I? Well, I’m your Dungeon Master! I'll let you choose what type. I'm here to take you on the adventure of a lifetime. I would describe myself and the surroundings for you, but I feel we can save that worldbuilding for when we start the game. For now, you can imagine whatever environment gives you the most enjoyment and...
Samantha raced to light the final candle before the matchstick burned her fingers. She made it – a good omen – and set the thick black candle back on the last cardinal point on the chalk circle surrounding her, watching the tiny yellow bud struggle to blossom like the others. Her hands fidgeted with her blouse and jeans, and she considered again performing...
*This is a story I wrote for my girlfriend, one of a few she had the (alleged) pleasure of reading. She has very specific fetishes and so do I. This along with the particular narration style of the story might be a challenge for some, just like the main character being a woman might. I hope many people will still enjoy it and let me know what they think. Thi...