High Fantasy Stories

Jonathan must feed the giant at the top of the hill to keep his village safe. When he gets there, the giantess has a different hunger.

This is the story of how I ended up being a local town prostitute. This store is about how and where it all started.


The Inquisitor is a Qunari blood mage with more than a passing interest in testing the charms of his allies and inner circle - whether they're willing or not. Based on the video game Dragon Age Inquisition.

How do immortals make love? Are male and female immortals the same as mortals when they make love? Most immortals in novels attach great importance to their chastity, even men. Only a small number of lechers and certain demon cultivators who like to take yin to replenish yang and take yang to replenish yin are exceptions. In this work, adult content generally follows the story, that is, erotic content and plot are inseparable. I want to make the characters and worldview as real and three-dimensi

With no chance of coming to victory, he must face his punishment. Little did he know that becoming a toy would be his new role.

A dragon receives yet another virgin sacrifice to placate his wrath. He is getting tired of this, and being called a dragon.

The once-proud stronghold known as the Fallen Castle now stands as a desolate ruin, cursed by a dark force that has turned the surrounding lands into a barren wasteland. The nearby village of Evermoor, once flourishing, is now a ghost town where the few remaining villagers live in fear. The castle's malevolent energy has tainted everything, and whispers of a cursed artifact hidden within its crumbling walls have drawn the attention of two unlikely heroes.

An extremely generous man gets extreme rewards. Genre-blending and strange, but mostly happy.

Gunther isn't getting any younger but he still has the energy to satisfy Santa's favorite daughter, Candy Claus in a secret relationship. Roland from Rutland has a different take on the situation and makes his move to get a lot closer without being banished from the North Pole.

The old ‘Dare you to lick that frozen mailbox’ trick.