Fantasize Stories

"Do you want to go for a walk?" he asks as he raises the cigarette to his lips another time, drawing in a breath of smoke. It seems like with every drag he takes, the more arrogant he becomes. "Where, sir, would we go?" I tease a little, erecting my posture and purposefully looking deep into his eyes. I bite my bottom lip. Again, he raises his right eyebrow. I realize I enjoy intriguing him. He paused, then exhaled sweet, white smoke out the side of his mouth never breaking eye contact with me. The energy between us is thick. I feel a small, secret nervousness in my stomach. I can see him thinking as we stand there, deeply staring into each other's eyes, our bodies close enough that if I decided to reach my hand out, I could touch him. In that moment I notice I haven't touched him yet. I want to know what it's like. "Why don't you find out," he utters finally. And with that, he turns around flicking his cigarette onto the glistening, wet street, and left. I stood in shock for a moment, wondering if he responded to my question or if he had read my mind. I watch him walk away with such certainty, a confident poise I haven't seen in another man before. The rhythm of his leather boots striking the paved sidewalk echo in my ears. I shudder. I smile. I glance towards the bar and see my friends still sitting at the booth by the window. All of them busy conversing with those boys from before, except for one. Irene is looking at me through the glass, her mouth open with shock and excitement. We make eye contact and she shrugs her shoulders. I look down at my black boots then back up at him. As he strolls away I notice how well his back and shoulders make that old, leather jacket look. I like the way he walks. In that second I knew, following this man would be the easiest decision I have ever made. With that, I take my first step.

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Finding out about your engagement two months before the arranged wedding is the worst thing that can possibly happen. But finding love in those two months could probably be the best thing that can possibly happen. Read this fan fiction as you fantasize this scenario with your bias.

I'm stuck on my boyfriend's body, what should I do?!

Most of these are weird and scary, cause I don't normally fantasize/think about sexual things. But just in case it is sexual, I will put warning in the title and chapter. Unless I just don't feel comfortable writing my sexual fantasizes. But other than that, enjoy. :)

The trip was planned out perfectly. It was going to be the perfect opportunity for her to reconnect with her estranged family members as well as for everything in their family to return to old times for a change; old happy times. She had left home for a while and wasn't exactly happy with how things were with her folks. This trip was going to fix all that. For a person who was always tough and sometimes overly (annoyingly) strong, she had developed something of a sentimental attachment to the prospect of her family being happy and rosy again. So much so that she even dreamed of the whole thing a couple of times. However, as much as we humans love to plan and scheme and fantasize, fate sometimes has a plan that's quite different from ours. More often than not, we are held helpless as we become nothing more but mere actors in this bizarre play called destiny.

Helen Georgerush is an ordinary girl in Jacksonville, Florida who is celebrating her 16th birthday, but everything changes in her life on her birthday morning when she meets a strange man. Her world as she knows it disappeared and the people around her. She will have to adapt to her current life. Who will she meet on the way out of the country? What will await her outside the country? Will she survive?

This is a multiple of mini/one-shots about love between the same gender, and some may not be. The first one: A broken heart can be fixed by many deserts, right? How about ice cream? Billiard doesn't know what he had just ordered himself, and neither has the new customers coming in. The second:

I know you like them more than a friend. I do too. Lets think of some scenarios of us and them together, okay?

I'M ON A GRIND NOW BOYSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!! (and the sweet lovely feminine bodies to which have graciously been present among this) That aside, sort of disappointed with this a little bit, but it was something that I just HAD to jot down. Hopefully you all can enjoy this.

;3 just a made up story about me and yeah yk. are u poopi or pee😨😨😨

A Fantasy Realm - Part Five. Our sweet little poet is lost in a daydream, falling down rabbit holes, a clash with fame, the story goes on. - I hope you have been enjoying the "Late night poet" collection.

Okay.. if you don't like horror just skip this one. It's not like a really scary one but there are people who can't live with that so yeah.

A woman tells a fantasy about the man of her dreams.

(This is not your average MJ story just so you guys know....) This is about a story.... Where Michael Jackson and you meet For the first time at his studio.... You both hit it off real well.... He becomes close with you.... In a fatherly way.... But what happens when he wants to adopt you? .... What would your parents say or think? .... (Weird story plot I know....)

A random story that follows the journey of a stubborn girl that meets many different people along the way.

LeBron goes home for the holidays and meets a special someone at the bar....