100 Novel(s) Related To Good Fantasy Books

But there was no one to talk to, no footsteps, no cold voice ordering her around. She finished her food, pushed her plate away, and sighed. Now what? She didn’t want to just sit around. So she wandered the halls until she reached the library. The tall shelves greeted her like old friends, rows and rows of books stacked neatly under warm lights. She walked along them, fingers gliding lightly over the spines. The last book she had borrowed was already finished. Today, she wanted something different. Something lighter. Maybe fantasy this time. She pulled out a novel with a cover painted in gold and emerald green, dragons, magic, a girl with a sword. Perfect.

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This' where the meeting would be held. The small library at the wall is stocked with a few interesting books to use and pass some time. I pick up a book that attracts my attention, from a glimpse of it, I detect that it's a romance fantasy. The gold and red combination of the cover with the stylish golden fonts captivates me, the front has a young girl holding on her palms what looks like a magical spindle, with a glowing light around it. The title goes, "When you're alone." A subscript writes, "A supermodel story of the girl who single handedly achieves the most difficult goals."

He has probably told a thousand other girls those same words. I can't help melting though that he echoed the same sentiments I've had for a year. “That is just coincidence.” I chuckle nervously. “I say that is fate.” He narrows his gaze at me. “Should we test fate?” I wonder what he is talking about. “If we meet again, then I say that is fate.” “And?” “I teach you everything about sex that these books can't teach you.” He says casually as if he is discussing the weather. Me? I'm a mess.

Books are oxygen for the literate. For me, there's no other way to breathe. Breathing comes naturally to living organisms. For a nerd with a perfect attendance record and zero friends, air fills my lungs, and words fill my head. I like filling my head with facts, opinions, and fanfiction. There's nothing better than reading Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings fanfics on a Friday night.

The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding. Everything written in the book didn't make any sense to either Stella or Morgan. They found everything in the book quite absurd. The book spoke of witches, dragons, angels, vampires, and the devil. They didn't believe in such a thing at all, weren't they just fantasy? If they were to interpret it, it only meant that Grandma Elizabeth was a witch while the stranger guy whom Stella had picked from the streets the previous night was the devil.

“Isn’t it the same with the knights? I wouldn’t mind being escorted by one if I happen to have a chance.” “Oh my, you all are a bunch of newbies. Don’t you know that the appeal of a mysterious mage is more than enough to be grateful for? Imagine a night full of excitement and magic.” Oh man, even in this world you really can’t get rid of human nature and habits, huh. I was not surprised that girls in this world are also fangirling over handsome-looking men. I mean, don’t we all? I started to chuckle, and then finally caught my attention, this familiar description of my favorite mage character in one of the books I used to read a lot. It was titled, ‘The Four Roses and the Butterfly’ which was a romance fantasy visual novel well known to women and teenagers in my world. I remember keeping the book in the center of my collection and the bookmark’s tail, which was one of its merch and other stuff I bought as I got addicted to the story and the different routes when I read them.

“It was twenty years ago. Back when I was young and naive. I had just traveled to your time searching for my friend and I had escaped my evil family. It was so hard to adjust to this day and age. Five hundred years had passed and everything had changed. I found my old home in shambles and It was completely deserted. It took a long while to make it liveable again and the forest to the south was still shrouded in darkness. My mother and my sisters were responsible for making it this way. Something went wrong and her dark magic went out of control. In their attempts to make me evil the spell backfired and it shrouded the forest in darkness. My family became victims of their own curse and when I awoke from the altar. I found them frozen in time.” The Good Witch walked over to an old chest that sat against the far wall. She opened it and pulled out some clothes. “These clothes were his fathers. I never imagined that I would need them again.” She dressed Peter and then laid him on the couch. Then she continued her story. “Even though five hundred years had passed I still didn't hate my family. I just wanted to keep them safe. There was a terrible thunderstorm. Lightning had hit a cluster of trees causing the dark forest to catch on fire. I was so scared that it would kill my mother and my sisters. Without any hesitation I ran into the forest. I used a spell of protection on myself and I made it in time to hold back the fire. With a wave of my wand I cast a powerful spell and I was able to smother the flames. My family was safe so I headed back home. On my way back I found Peter’s parents and I also found Malic.”

It was a dream about a set of people in a different world with different sets of rules. In Goodness’ dream, he claimed that he saw some people moving excitedly in an unfamiliar library at the centre of a small town. They were books with different covers: black, brown, yellow, pink and even blonde covers. The men and women all had long beards that extended to their jaw. The place was so weird with all sorts of weird customs and traditions and weird fruit bearing trees. The scent in the air was unpleasant like charred old newspapers. The sky was a worrisome grey, such as he had never seen before in his life. Some of the men carried historical books, screaming delightfully with open hearts as they stretched their eyes in wonder of what the books they hold might behold. But there was a certain book that stood at the centre, untouched. It sat alone on a specially designed cage with a lugubrious expression, admiring all the passers-by who moved around the library, touching shelves and pulling books. No one in the small town came close to see what the book contained. Goodness said the book was as beautiful as an unrefined gold, as if I knew what that meant. He also said she had that kind of beauty which seemed to push readers far away from her. Isn't that strange?

Alice said "So Nikki what's you're hobby"..I asked "Texting"...she replied immediately while we stared at her in amazement "Am kidding"...she said and we laughed "I love dancing".. I said "And I singing"...Alice said "Now will you tell us your real hobby?"...I asked "Oh, I love reading"..she said "Oh my gosh".. Alice screamed "You read?"...I asked in shock "Yeah"..I said "well I thought you would be a... "Spoilt brat"... She cut in

Grand, with a vaulted ceiling arched high, painted with constellations and mythic beasts, towering shelves rising like walls, carved from dark oak and lined with books. “Here.” He pulls out an old book, its cover black and edged in gold. At the center gleams a golden wolf’s head, bared teeth frozen in a snarl. Behind it, a raven spreads its wings wide, poised as if descending from the sky. Grimm opens it. The pages are an old, yellowish color, but intact. “Most of the Raven Wolf King books here are written to sound like fantasy, as if he were just a fairy tale. This one’s the one you want. Depicts date‑to‑date events.”

"What kind of novels do you like to read?" Elma hesitated, as if she wasn't sure how to respond. "I-I like fantasy novels," she said finally. "I love getting lost in different worlds and meeting new characters." Adelaide smiled, feeling a sense of connection to Elma. "I know exactly what you mean," she said. "I love getting lost in a good book too." As they talked, Adelaide could see Elma starting to relax, starting to open up. She was still shy and introverted, but Adelaide could sense a kindred spirit beneath the surface.

The minute the word came of her condition I was going, it would take more than this world could offer to stop me from going to her. That fucking dragon annoys the hell out of me, but I need to admit he does seem to care for Emerald; and good job too. I had been going through their restricted library for about an hour when I found a book, a book that was dripping in power. The same power that dagger held. My hand hovers over the old worn leather binder, allowing my magic to feel the book out before I touch it.

"This gives us plenty of time." I led Andrew through the towering shelves, a testament to countless stories waiting to be discovered. "This," I began, gesturing grandly to a section filled with vibrant covers, "is our fantasy section. It's surprisingly popular, even with the rise of e-readers." He listened with a deep, focused interest, his eyes scanning the spines as I spoke. We moved from genre to genre, me explaining the most sought-after titles, him occasionally pulling out a book and flipping through its pages, a thoughtful expression on his face.

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“All kinds of books. I’ve ready fantasy, romance and everything in between. I’ve read Harry Potter probably more times than I can count.” “Harry Potter?” I chuckle. “Don’t diss on Harry Potter or I’ll turn this horse around.” I chuckle at her threat. “Do you read?” “I do, probably not as much as you but I do. I tend to stick to fantasy stories like The Hobbit or the Game of Thrones series.”

A temporary hiding place before we inevitably end up where we always do contemporary and queer romance. Our natural habitat. I pick up a book with a massive dragon painted across the cover and slowly rotate it in my hands. Fantasy covers go hard. The artwork is ridiculous in the best way. Every scale on the dragon has been illustrated with obsessive detail. Blue melting into green, green into purple, purple streaked with gold. The colors swirl like magic itself spilled across the page. It’s so beautiful it almost hurts to look at. My lips wobble slightly. “I like him so much,” I whisper.

How could she think about him when only moments before she was thinking about the hated Dave and how much she feared him? She flipped her laptop open again and decided she’d continue with her children’s books, the Sacred Sword series, urban fantasy stories about a brother and sister who found themselves in the Himmapan world where the heaven and earth were at war, gods and demons fought for power, and amongst them were creatures like the naga, garuda, and hanuman who aided the two children in their journey to save this world.

He asked me as I nodded. “I do,” I said, leaning against his cell. “I love reading mostly fantasy and those with dragons in it, there's an old library back in my place, Clara used to sneak in whenever she goes to clean that place, if she were to see a book related to dragons, immediately she used to bring it for me, as I love those.” “Dragons?” He scoffed. “That should be fascinating.” “It is,” he smiled. “I’m sure we can agree on fantasy being the best right now.”

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