These are RP sexual stories where anything can happen. They are short and sweet with no names just action.

All Your MILF Fantacy In One Place.
(All Stories Are From My Preferences. Hope You Like It.)

I've seen a lot of novels or fan-fictions where the main character would explore different worlds or different stories. But they kinda just explore different realms or dimensions, whatever you want to call it. One thing that these fantasies and stories are from is... the internet, the internet is filled with 'what if' stories and fantasies, it's filled people's imagination. Why not explore the internet itself?
But the internet doesn't just hold people's happiness and fantasies, it's also filled with people's fears. People vent their anger, their sadness, and their anxiety to the internet. So the internet isn't really a safe place to wander in.
And that's where internet explorer comes in, not the browser, I mean as people exploring the internet. this book will be about like those fan-fictions where the main character explores different anime worlds. except there is no anime... only the internet, maybe some references though. From the internet's biggest lie, the internet's biggest mystery, to the internet's mistakes, there is a lot to explore. from the events that happen on the internet and in the internet to the most popular events, the internet is just asking to be explored.
The book takes place in 2041 as the world hasn't changed that much but they finally created a fully immersive virtual reality like those from online art sword anime thingy. Zefa, our main character was bored of the world so he created a world where he can explore the internet with it. But at the final testing of his world, he was mysteriously transported into the world he created. And so his internet adventure begin.

After the hell that is 2020, the world itself hasn't changed much, except with little progress in technology the world is still as bad as it would ever be. At least the internet is still there, the internet records everything that humans put there, from their dreams to their fears. For a certain people they were bored of the world, so they try to explore the internet itself. one of which is Zefa, who created a virtual world to explore the internet. And to which one day he was mysteriously transported to the world he created.

Peoples would put their dreams, their fantasies, their happiness to the internet as the internet is filled with amazing stories and wonderful thoughts, and fictions. There are also peoples that fill the internet with their fears, they express their negative emotions like anxiety to the internet. The internet is left unexplored with amazing details.

Edward's life had been neither unbearable nor amazing until now. Some bad things had happened here and there, but he got through them. One of things that always helped him was immersing himself in stories. He would always what life would be like in those stories.
One of the types of stories he especially loved was cultivation stories. He loved the idea of being able to do whatever you want and never have to worry about anything. He would always imagine what would happen if he went to a cultivation world or if he was able to cultivate for some reason.
This wasn't the only thing he imagined though. He took it one step further and imagined what he would do if one day he woke up and became as powerful as a god. Able to do anything and everything he wanted. He in fact loved doing this and would fantasize what he would do often and these fantasies were amazing to him.
One day though these fantasies weren't fantasies anymore though.
It was just a normal day like any other, but for some reason Edward felt slightly different when he woke up. He looked around his room and out the window, but everything looked the same. He looked down at himself and he wondered 'Why do I feel different today?'
"Sigh" "Whatever I have to get ready to go to college."
Edward was a freshman in college trying to get a law degree to become a lawyer. He always wanted more though. That is why he often read stories and fantasized.
"Where is my backpack though?" "AHH! What!?"
He was surprised because just as he was wondering where his backpack was and thought about it, it appeared right next to him. There was nothing there one moment and then his backpack just magically appeared.
"How did this get here? Did it appear because I wanted it to? Did I do this? Let me try again. Yes I was right!"
He was happy because he tried once again and thought of an apple appeared in his outstretched hand.
He then wondered 'What happened to me? Did I become a god? It seems like whatever I think about will happen. I need to make sure I can control this power so I don't do anything by accident.'
'Power only work when I say or think I wish before any sentence.'
To test if it worked Edward thought about making the apple disappear from his hand and it didn't work until he thought 'I wish this apple would disappear.'
'Great I can do anything now. It will be just like in my dreams.'

Have you ever thought about what you would do if you woke up one day and realized that you could do anything. What if you randomly became as powerful as a god. You could do anything just by thinking about. Control time, create things, rule the world...
Would you make like better for others or worse.
Would you become a benevolent god or an evil god.
Well this is what Edward chose to do when suddenly one day he realized this had happened to him.

Remembering the stories mama told me about Repulzel; how she was locked up in a tall tower and was never allowed to leave or go anywhere, I didn't see much of a difference between that and my situation now. You could say mine was a lot worse, at least Repunzel could talk to birds and sing very beautiful songs. Who was I to talk to? Or even sing to? Mama? Mama was long dead. 
   Not wanting to think of mama, or how she died. My mind wandered. I imagined  the stories mama told me, I would always play them in my head over and over again, think of myself as one of the characters, I especially loved the fantasies but they were no fantasies,they were mama's stories, stories no one could lock up just like I was locked up, or hide away from the world. Her stories were all I've got, all i could hold on to and call my own. I had few of mamas possessions but no one could compare to her stories. I couldn't help but imagine mama as a little girl playing those roles in those little dresses and how she fell in love, those beautiful memories she had with Papa. If she was only alive she could tell me more stories.
     I looked down at my clothes, only to find it damp. I hadn't noticed I've been crying. I wondered how long I'd been crying and if Nicol saw. She wouldn't be too happy if she saw me crying again. Quickly, I wiped my eyes with the hem of my dress, walked around the room to check for the time. I looked out the window, it seemed to be getting dark.  Nicol will be here to serve dinner, perhaps she would keep me company and bring some books with her.
     Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and before I could say a word, the door was flung open with Nicol shouting at the top of her voice and holding a tray of food. I guess Papa had gone out.

If not bound by blood, all is bound by love. A love so desperate it kills.

    An opportunity to finally be free, to explore. To fall in love with a tall handsome prince who would love only you just like the princess in your book.
  
Black as ebony, you want to know how black one's eye could be.

Over the past few months, I've been pondering about treading the path of Erotica. And finally, I've made up my mind to keep giving it a try. Yeye, I'm planning to provide more stimulating stories for everyone (Maybe in another two weeks or so). Furthermore, I'm going to tread paths that others might not travel - I'm going to attempt to push the boundaries of taboo fantasies and also normal fantasies. Ack, don't get me banned, okay? I'm doing this for your own good. 
Note: Many taboo things shouldn't be acted on, They're taboo for a reason. It's okay to fantasize about it, but don't actually do it. Otherwise, I'm going to punch your face. 
Also, I'm wondering if there's anyone left that's still interested in this current novel - Erotica System. If there's no one, I'm just going to discontinue it and play with other stories.

In exchange for money, would you sleep with someone? 

In exchange for knowledge, would you sleep with someone? 

In exchange for authority, would or sleep with someone? 

In exchange for otherworldly items, would you sleep with someone?  

In exchange for supernatural powers, would you sleep with someone? 

In exchange for your life, please sleep with someone.

Her heart began to beat heavily. She was fascinated by the man. Awareness flooded through her, as did a sudden need to brush her hair. Dammit, why had she put on this stupid bum short and singlet today. She wondered what he would look like with that shirt off. 

She swallowed and tried to look away. Fantasies like that would get her nowhere. 

"Hi" he said. And for a few seconds Emma didn't realize he was speaking to her. 

She blushed when she lifted an eye brow questioningly. "Oh hello" 

"Urmm...name's Daniel. Nice to meet you" 

"it's nice to meet you too.. I'm Emma"


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Emma Green is totally convinced valentine's day is the worst day of the year. Not because she doesn't enjoy a box of Godiva, mind you, but because she simply doesn't believe in love. She's been there and done that, and she's not doing it again. 

But when she meets Daniel Rohan, she starts to think that maybe, just maybe falling in love again might not be all that bad.... 


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Take control.. Feel the rush... Explore your fantasies

Step into stories of provocative romance where sexual fantasies come true.  Let your inhibitions run wild.

Her heart began to beat heavily. She was fascinated by the man. Awareness flooded through her, as did a sudden need to brush her hair. Dammit, why had she put on this stupid bum short and singlet today. She wondered what he would look like with that shirt off. 

She swallowed and tried to look away. Fantasies like that would get her nowhere. 

"Hi" he said. And for a few seconds Emma didn't realize he was speaking to her. 

She blushed when she lifted an eye brow questioningly. "Oh hello" 

"Urmm...name's Daniel. Nice to meet you" 

"it's nice to meet you too.. I'm Emma"


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Emma Green is totally convinced valentine's day is the worst day of the year. Not because she doesn't enjoy a box of Godiva, mind you, but because she simply doesn't believe in love. She's been there and done that, and she's not doing it again. 

But when she meets Daniel Rohan, she starts to think that maybe, just maybe falling in love again might not be all that bad.... 


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Take control.. Feel the rush... Explore your fantasies

Step into stories of provocative romance where sexual fantasies come true. Let your inhibitions run wild.

My mind runs a bit too wild sometimes, but this will be an outlet for me to unleash these fantasies (?) that pop up into my mind... I hope you guys enjoy this, and hopefully these will be satisfying (?)
For the most part, I'll be making most of these stories (Y/N) where they'll be in your POV, but feel free to let me know if you'd rather have me create names for the people in these stories! Also, I'm totally up for any suggestions or requests for different stories too hehe! ENJOY!!!

Some hot, steamy, one shot romance stories!

A fiber of connection from miles away...



Our places on this earth are divided by oceans setting us apart from one continent to another. Several countries speaking several languages to understand each other. People with several cultures and beliefs. Different personalities and opinions.

In this chaotic world, we live in called real life we search for a place to escape from that reality. To be accepted as who or what we are. We have found that in the music we sing. In the books, we read. In the movies we watch. In the places, we travel and visit. Everywhere in which we get inspiration to face reality head-on.

We write stories or poems to inspire others, reading the words we weave from our own world. For some of us, it is simply an escape from reality into a world in which we can use our imaginations to dream make-believe or to live our secret fantasies or just plain be creative.

Getting on the web gives us more ways to share and get connected to other people with the same kind of thinking from across the ocean. Some of the people we meet along the way give us reasons to smile again. It's where we become friends, get to know them well, and get so close that we even trust them enough to share our own greatest fears.

I was a living a kind of living death when I found solace here on Stories Space. A place to write, camouflaging my hatred and sadness from myself when I was reading all the poetry and fictional fantasies created by the writers. I found another escape from reality and indulged in reading.

My feelings from my own troubles in life had made me feel so empty that only through laughter and reading could I be free and somewhat whole again.

I made my own heaven in purgatory.

A friend told me to write down all of my pains and troubles in poems or stories. Another friend of mine told me to be fierce in my poetry writing. I found friends who helped me give my own life a reason to continue living again through writing.

Writing makes me calm every time my mind gets into a panic mode. The pains and the fears of the unknown are my muses for writing.

When I met someone who understood me and made me feel needed and loved my poetry changed its tune. It made me think of happy thoughts. I got inspired by the things I saw and the happy memories of my childhood that I could write about.

Painful memories and realities were always there and so I wrote about them from time to time.

When that someone left me I continued writing. The same inner muse I had gained I used to keep on writing.

Then, out of nowhere, I got to know you. I became happy again. This time I got even more inspired and more creative, experimenting with my writings.

I set aside my shyness and reservations to write creatively. I still can't overcome some of my shyness and reservation but I am blooming, inspired by you.

You became my muse.

The man in the moon. The stars in my darkest hours. When at night I can't sleep thinking of you calms me to sleep.

The sunshine after the heavy storm. Where all the dead trees come to life again. That keeps me warm when everything gets chilly.

My own little heaven in my real life purgatory.

Writing...

Rune's Prose & Poetries

LUCID DREAMS

my wandering crazy mind is just doodling in the sands...

it's just me ...this is a collection of my amateurish writings of poetry, short stories, and prose...

These are all short stories compilation a different story per chapter.

WARNING: Adult contents, please be advised that you're reading EROTICA


ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
RuneMcGrey
Copyright©2014-present

All writings remains MEG Cabingan a.k.a. RuNe also known as runemcgrey's property.
Don't use it for any other purposes without her permission.

"It is him, right?" I huffed, shaking my head, profusely. "I heard bits and pieces of your conversation. It seemed like you knew him a little better than a friend should, and that is fine, but as a fellow human being that respects human intelligence, I don't want you to get hurt at the hands of a decrepit outlaw."
"You are thinking too much about this, really." I was irritated at that point. I had chosen to spend time with this person over a man who had been waiting forever for me to forgive him. I am sure Anthony had more conversation, the meaningful kind, to offer than this man had at the moment.
Holy fuck. I sound like my old self. I am reverting back to my old tendencies? No! I can't do that again!
"If he kills you?" I scoffed.
"He won't. You are mistaken about his identity. I don't know who you think he is, but please refrain from making such accusations in public."
"You think this sounds like the rantings of a madman, don't you?" He said softly, but his tone was anything but it. He seemed almost grieved. "Mobs spread terror, and if he is who he is, I would never let anyone go near him."
"David. I think it is best if we do it some other time. I can see that both of us are exhausted and not in the mood to have a pleasant conversation. If we are ever in the same place at the same time again, we should give this conversation another shot. It would be good for both our minds."
"But you don't have my number!" he exclaimed, scrambling off his seat as he saw me standing up.
"Don't worry, I can find it out," I told him with a small smile.
I knew that he was following me, but I didn't care that much at the moment, it's not like he could do much. And he wasn't even sure who Anthony was much less my identity. I could hear another set of footsteps and I wasn't quite sure what that meant. I glanced over to see Anthony walking behind us with a slight smile on his face. He had a packet in his hand, which he raised for me to see.
I smiled back at him, shaking my head. When I looked forward I heard the sound of footsteps becoming faster.
"Mia." I glanced at him.
"I hope the food is for me. I am famished." I groaned.
"Mixed gravy noodles, Kathmandu momos, and crispy chilli baby corn."
"Are you feeding an army?" I scoffed.
"No. Just accumulating sustenance. You never know... I may be bunked into a room with a hungry you, praying for my life. Cannibalism wouldn't look sexy even on you." He smirked.
"Your fantasies astound me Mr. Murray."
"Fantasies are that which cannot be achieved in reality, a concoction of the mind. So, no... I do not depend on fantasies. There is a high probability that we will be spending some much needed time in the near future."
I rolled my eyes but gave in to his demands anyways.
"We need to talk." He nodded.
"Did you think that I was alluding to something else?" he teased. I laughed silently and followed him.
I couldn't see us reproducing or being the average couple, but I could imagine us living in peace, trying to catch up to one another as we surpass our goals. We would have to wait and see, huh?
[This is the end of the epilogue. We simply have one set of chapters that is in Anthony's point of view and it shows the time he thought Mia was dead. I have been looking forward to posting it as I had an amazing time writing it. I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I did. On another note, I must explain why I go missing all the time. My internet connection sucks and for some reason, I can only avail it once in a couple of days. I apologize. I feel like I have been compensating with mass releases for too long. I hope you stick with me as I write my other stories. I can promise they are a bit more impressive than this one that I wrote years ago and merely tweaked to post it in WN. I wish I could give you my paypal but I'm too lazy to put that in here. There are links of it littered across my stories. Donate and feed this poor author if you feel like it. See you in a bit.]


[COMPLETED] "Are you going to shoot me, baby?" "Don't tempt me.
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Mia Vincent only wanted one thing: Kill Anthony Murray. Kill the person who murdered her parents. Only his death would satisfy her thirst for his blood.

When she was assigned the task of infiltrating his gang, she agreed willingly and started plotting the ways to destroy him. Yet she failed... miserably at that. How could she fall in love with a man who caused her so much pain? So. she ran... as fast as the wind, hoping to never see him again.

When Anthony met Mia, he fell in love with her feisty attitude and thirst for adventure. He loved her with every fibre of his being. Yet in his world, loving someone was a risk, a danger to his empire. So, he chose to hurt her... made her stay far away from him. However, he soon realized how important her existence was. He couldn't live without her.

Betrayals. Mobs. Guns. Violence. Will Anthony and Mia survive the wild ride?

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Read my other works: 
1. Cornered by the CEO - Complete
2. Autopsy of a Mind - Complete
3. Alter Ego: His Sultry Lover - Complete 
4. Phoenix in the Moonlight - Hiatus

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