Arti Fantasy Novels & Stories

He stuttered again. "Why are you stuttering? What's the matter?" "Actually he wants to say that we're Artie's fighters. We fought with her against Mike who had kidnapped her son and fortunately we won. She then promised to make us part of your royal army since we were loyal to her during and after the war."another man said. "Artie fought the battle and became victorious?"he asked amazed, looking delighted. "Yes sir. She managed to win the war because of her unique powers and tactics."the men said.

It was a swirling vortex of purple and black energy that seemed to be drinking the light from the room. "Aethelgard is a dying rock," Aris sneered. "Beyond that portal is the Source. Pure, infinite energy. With your White Fire as the key, I can reach it. I can make humanity immortal." "At what cost?" I gasped. My vision was starting to swim as the white fire in my chest began to pulse in sync with the portal. I felt like a string being pulled tight between two worlds. "The cost of a few million 'simulated' lives?" Aris laughed. "They aren't real, Elara. They’re just math. Your mother was just a string of code I wrote to make you feel loved. She never existed."

🌺🥀🌷🌸❇️❇️ 🌷🌷🌹🌹🌹🌹 💮💠💐💐🏵️ A grand statue stood in the heart of RuthValis, carved with reverence and love, a monument to the woman who had shaped destinies long before any battle had been fought. Tialaina Morris, The Tia of the Lost — Ariya’s true name — was etched upon the base, a reminder of courage, sacrifice, and the legacy she had entrusted to her daughter.

On the altar sat an artifact—a shard of blackened crystal, its surface veined with molten gold. The rogues encircled it, chanting in low, guttural tones. Their voices felt like nails scraping against the edges of my mind, and I forced myself to focus. "That’s it," Aria whispered. "The cursed artifact." I nodded grimly. "But look at them—they’re not just experimenting. They’re worshiping it." --- As we watched, one rogue stepped forward, removing their hood. A woman with striking silver hair and piercing blue eyes raised her hands, silencing the others.

I ask withdrawing from the hug. "He won't honey. Remember today is your first day in high school." She smiles trying to cheer me up and it kinda worked cause I'm totally excited about my first day in high school. I haven't made any friends since we came to live in human world. "Yeah." I breathe out. "So....get dressed while I make you a delicious breakfast. Ok?." "Okay." She stood up from the bed, pecked my cheeks and moves out of my room. Well.....My name is Zara. I was a princess in the kingdom of Almelda, a beautiful place very far from here.

she spat. “I am not a puppet, and I agree with him. Sit down and let’s have mature conversations like adults,” Andrew snapped. She rolled her eyes, sitting down. “You have two hours to get ready,” Ario said, and Arthur walked in. The pillars stood up, walking out. “Wow, what a warm welcome,” he said, watching them. “What are you doing here, son?” Andrew asked. Well, Arthur is the god of war, and his father is Andrew; his mother is a fae, so he is a hybrid.

Fantasia said. “Yes, last time you said he saw you with Dante you said he was jealous, why don’t you make him jealous again and pretend not to care about him anymore,” Rain said. “Okay,” I nodded. The rain held my hand and patted it, I was deeply in love with Archer, the more I tried to forget him the more I kept thinking of him, I couldn’t do without him. “Girls, we have training today” Rain muttered. “Ohh, that’s true,” Fantasia said as she stood up.

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

A man dressed in a blue and black uniform stood at the widely opened gate; Caitlyn guessed the man was his gatekeeper. Immediately the gate opened, he ignited his car's engine and moved his car with such force that Caitlyn fell to the floor, again. “I'm sorry, sir! I'm so sorry,” she watched his gatekeeper apologise while bowing. He ignored the man and simply drove in. Caitlyn rushed over to the gatekeeper. “Can you let me in, please?” she pleaded shamelessly with a smile.

And that’s why I started to keep it only for myself, or maybe publish it anonymously. Arthur is like new fresh air, he radiates so well in my sight, we just clicked and frequency on the same line. He offers himself as a friend if I want to tell something, and sometimes he likes to tease me that Ivan is having a feeling for me and ask if I want to consider it. So funny. I just took it as a joke and laugh, Arthur knows I had a boyfriend, why the hell he asked it? I think I am a faithful type who never does anything bad behind my partner’s back. Yeah, that’s my thought lately before Arthur destroys it mercilessly, it makes me sound like big bullshit. But this is far from today, we just never k