Queerfantasy Stories

MoXuan only wanted a stable life. Instead, he got rivals, missions that escalate too fast, talismans that shouldn't explode indoors, a void that answers back, and Jiang ZhenLei, a swordsman who keeps choosing to stand at his side. The road to immortality is ruthless. Attachments are dangerous. Please mind the formations. And the feelings. The Hollow Monarch is written as a long-form cultivation story. MoXuan and ZhenLei begin as young disciples in the Hidden Profound Sect, but their journey will expand far beyond the mountain where the story starts. Expect: • sect life and inner sect classes • rival disciples and faction politics • cultivation systems and magical techniques • eccentric elders and strange sect traditions • slow-burn romance between MoXuan and ZhenLei • a growing world of clans, sects, and ancient forces This story is meant to unfold over many arcs and hundreds of chapters, allowing the characters, relationships, and world to develop naturally over time. MC: Lian MoXuan ML: Jiang ZhenLei Genre: Xianxia / Cultivation Fantasy / Danmei Story Type: Long-form progression series Romance: Slow-burn relationship between MoXuan and ZhenLei Releases every Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday.

Eighteen-year-old Eden discovers her mother has lied to her for as long as she's been alive: her father is not dead. He's alive, and somewhere in London. The main problem? Not only is her father not dead, he's also not human.

After a false prophecy leaves a floating island broken, a sorcerer who was never chosen helps his people decide what comes next-without stars to guide them.

Amygdala: "Poll question! What's the best part of the sequel to 'Big City, Little Magics'?" Couch: "Why is there a sequel?" Sleeves: "Pretty sure the author's just obsessed with us and wanted to see what else we'll do." Manchester: "Authors do be like." Harkness: "My favorite part is the conversations like these, because it is fun that we ask and answer such important questions as 'What is home to you?' and 'What do you think red smells like?' and 'What do you love about Harkness?'" *smiling sun emoji* Travis: "I like- well, /most appreciate/ the Manchester POV chapters. Far from easy, but deeply important. I hope they reach the readers who need them." Amygdala: "Of which the author was one." Amygdala: "Best part in my opinion? Getting a chance to further explore the different social dynamics between our various friend combos within the band. I like us liking each other. :)" Sleeves: "I like us speaking probable blasphemies while high." Couch: "I like the new song." Couch: "Not new to us, but to anyone who hasn't heard it yet." Couch: "Edit: /read/ it yet. (The author needs to get around to making audio for this shit.)" Manchester: "Best part of the sequel? Same as the best part of the original: Friend-family making the most of their magics to deepen each other's lives." Sleeves: "Plus the Pride Night aesthetics." Manchester: "Oh, HELL YES, the Pride Night aesthetics."

In Aethelgard, the future isn't a mystery-it's a clinical record. Cora Belros has spent her life in harmony with the Grand Ledger. In a city where every heartbeat is a metronome and every life is pre-authored by the Preservatory, Cora finds comfort in the script. She knows exactly when she will marry, how she will serve, and-after discovering her grandmother's final Black Volume-exactly when her story will end. But the Archive has a leak. When Cora discovers a nameless, linen-bound book that hums with a heartbeat instead of a clock, her world begins to slip out of tune. Then she meets Mina-a "Frequency Error" with ink-stained hands and a voice that doesn't appear in any record. Mina is an Editor, part of a resistance dedicated to finding the silences the state has tried to erase. As the Preservatory's Harmonizers close in to "retune" her life, Cora must make a choice: remain a perfect note in a symphony that ends in her death, or embrace the terrifying, beautiful noise of a life unwritten. In a city built on a foundation of ink and iron, the most dangerous thing you can be is a blank page.

Once upon a time, there was a road trip... /Farther back./ Once upon a time, there was a slaughter... /Farther./ Once upon a time, an unbearable goodbye... /Back./ Once upon a time, there was a monster... Once upon a time, and again, and again, Several times upon a time, there was a darkness. And the dark contained a demon - or, perhaps, a deity... Certainly, the dark contained a dragoness. But 'contained' is not the word. Nothing kept in check about it, Though she fought to hold herself controlled and tight. Shadows leaking out the cracks, blackness creeping past the edges, And we all know only wrongness shuns the light. Right? /What if/ Once and twice and thrice the monster reached across the times, Claiming all the potent power of the inverse of the sun? /What if/ Time could be rewritten through the act of self-alliance? If the dragon truly saves herself in this one? What would having that do? /Dream it true./

A 14-year old Luella Jade, born into a magical family having no magic, cursed to a dreadful life by her mother, finds herself suddenly entwined in the legends that shape her world when she summons the god of life himself through a magical butterfly knife.

After running away from a town built for settling, a restless traveler stumbles into a strange place where every home is transparent-where lives are visible, emotions are felt, and secrets hum beneath the surface. One house glows differently. Warmer. Louder. Alive. Inside lives a lonely magician with a singing fireplace. Its flames whispering melodies tied to grief, longing, and unhealed wounds. Drawn together by quiet magic, the traveler and the magician form a fragile connection that challenges everything the traveler believes about escape, belonging, and love. In a town where people reveal everything but hide their truest selves, the traveler must decide: Keep running... or stay long enough to discover who he really is. A poetic fantasy about self-discovery, emotional healing, and the courage it takes to be seen.

In the ancient kingdom of Aurelia, a myth older than crowns whispers of a creature that kneels only for destiny. For centuries, the White Stag has eluded every king who sought to force its bow. But during the knightling trials in the Viridian Wilds, Eric Blackmoor witnesses something impossible: The Stag bows - willingly - to a barefoot stranger who laughs nervously at mythical etiquette and carries herbs in a woven basket. A legend awakens. A kingdom trembles. And two very different men find their fates quietly, irrevocably intertwined. A high-fantasy tale blending lyrical prose, ancient prophecy, slow-burn romance, and one barefoot chaos boy wandering through the woods.

Moon Child is a captivating tale set in the divided world of Astris, where the Sun Kingdom of Elios and the Moon Kingdom of Nyx have been at odds for millennia. The story follows Helia, the radiant and vibrant daughter of the Sun God, and Selene, the reserved and mysterious daughter of the Moon Goddess. Despite the long-standing tension and the strict rules forbidding any interaction between the two kingdoms, Helia and Selene's paths cross in a forbidden meeting. As they navigate the complexities of their worlds, they form an unlikely friendship, built on shared curiosity and a deep, unspoken connection. Over time, their bond grows into something more, defying the laws that have kept their people apart. As they struggle to reconcile their love with their duties and the expectations of their respective kingdoms, they must confront the deep-rooted animosities between the Sun and Moon, all while facing the looming challenges of their destinies. The story explores themes of love, identity, rebellion, and the conflict between duty and desire in a world divided by light and darkness.

Short snippets from my world of Arianja, and the series: "Requiem for a Revolution" #3 Queer Fantasy - June 2025

Short stories, flash fics, and vignettes set in the world of "Big City, Little Magics".

An introverted mage. An isolated warrior. Their adventures are epic. Their friendship is legendary.

Snippets of the day-to-day life of the adventuring group known as the Wanderers stories of quiet nights, chaotic mornings, and everything in between. The Wanderers are a ragtag band of misfits bound together by fate, danger, and the fragile hope of finding a way home. Each journal entry is part of an anthology revealing glimpses of their struggles, dreams, and bonds that grow stronger with every battle and campfire conversation. Featuring: Remy Dubois [28 yrs old] the Half-elf rogue with a Cajun drawl, a silver tongue, and a heart full of guilt and charm. Quick with a blade and quicker with a flirt, Remy tries to outrun his past with a wink and a smile. Niero Verada [24 yrs old] the Human demon hunter with a hair-trigger temper and enough quips to fill a tavern. He's impulsive, deadly, and carries the scars of a life defined by vengeance. Aslan [35 yrs old] Towering leonin paladin devoted to a cause greater than himself. Despite his imposing frame and divine magic, he's not above cracking a joke or picking a friendly fight. Castiriphale ("Cas") [looks to be in his 30s but he's a celestial being sooo] Aasimar guardian angel who starts stiff as a board but gradually learns to love, laugh, and maybe even feel something more for a certain rogue. Golden armor, a stoic demeanor, and a satchel full of celestial baggage. N.N. (Naerion Naevys) [early 30s] Half-elf with no memory of who he truly is. His nerves of steel hide a heart of gold, and his journey is one of rediscovery, purpose, and the unshakable will to protect his friends. and Cthulie [???] a small, adorable eldritch creature who purrs like a cat and occasionally coughs up cosmic horrors. alongside them are Jay [29] & Thomas [30] a married, gay couple, shopkeepers with a soft spot for strays, who keep the Wanderers supplied, sane, and slightly less likely to die.

Four kingdoms. One fragile alliance. And a union that can't survive honesty. Cielo Azyure is crown princess of Lakanitan, a literal paradise of clouds. All her life, she's known she can never marry for love-her father the King has already made sure of that. Tired of the performances, she learns of a last solution to her plight. Larentio Diwa is the last heir of Asphodel, land of the dead. Bound by duty and overseen by the Synod of Spirits, he knows his entire future has already been decided for him. Little does anyone know: Tio has a secret that could destroy the union before it begins. Kai Thalassos is a courtier of Atlantis, where the seas rule all. Sent to Lakanitan for a summit, he expects court problems and statecraft...not love and the chance to settle his wandering soul. Cyrus Haruko is a Lakani court scholar, forced away from his homeland of Soleil, eternal summer's throne. As he rises in the King's favor and in the eyes of a once-scornful court, he learns that not all knowledge comes from books-and some secrets are best kept quiet. As alliances crumble and truths are forced to the light, their lives become dangerously linked. In a damaged world ruled by rigid control and forced fate, one thing is certain: no one survives without scars.

After unraveling the mysteries of Lillianne's past after reincarnation and braving countless complicated adventures and reuniting with her lover, Solenne and Lillianne are finally free to celebrate the Festival of Sun and Moon together in peace. But true to her nature, Lillianne can't help but stumble into a bit of trouble along the way. Still, nothing can stand in the way of their well deserved happily ever after. ------- A short story that is focused of the Happily Ever After for the novel that one day I will hopefully write.

A queer witch, elves, and an unfair king. Winifred has endured much, but can she survive with the most vicious assassin of all time sent after her? Battling her inner demons, and unable to use her talents, Winifred fights against an evil king in order to bring magick back to the realm. An adventure awaits.

[COMPLETE] {Sebastian Sallow x Male OC} Damien Evans was never meant to be extraordinary. Or so he thought. He's spent his life as the outsider with the hope that one day he'll finally belong somewhere. Even the discovery of his no longer dormant magical abilities doesn't seem to help much, besides make him an errand boy for the locals. Expected, really. He used to be a Squib, after all. What Damien doesn't expect is to become acquainted with a young man named Sebastian Sallow. And, as it turns out, Sebastian wasn't expecting Damien either. 😏 (A Hercules-inspired reimagining of Hogwarts Legacy with Damien Evans as the hero and Sebastian Sallow as the handsome disaster he can't quite seem to shake.) *** "Sallow. Sebastian Sallow. My friends call me Seb." He inspected Damien up and down, eyes narrowed. Damien did recognize Sebastian's name. He vaguely recalled a young man at Hogwarts, a Slytherin, who ran in different circles than him. He wasn't sure if they'd ever spoken before. If they had, he hoped he'd been more eloquent than he was right at this very moment. "Uh, I'm, uh..." "Damien Evans, right?" "Yes, I..." "Are you always this articulate?"