Book Title Ideas For Fantasy Novels & Stories

Matagal na rin kasi ang librong ‘to. ‘Book of Wisdom & Prophecy’ ‘Yan ang title ng libro. Hindi ko pa ata nababasa ‘tong libro dahil ngayon ko lang nabasa ang title. In-open ko ang libro sa first page. ‘Here lies the secrets of The Empire, including the words of the Prophecy.’ It piqued my interest, Fantasy book ba ito? I don’t really like fantasy stories, but this one felt different. It's like building a connection through me.

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I say gifted because it literally fell out of the shelf packed with fantasy and folklore books, and right on top of my head as we walked past. The title makes my theory even more concrete. Half Mating: History and Magic. The Lore of a Uno-bind. Silence stretches between us after I ask the question, and then Brie cuts through it with a voice slightly higher-pitched than usual. "You're awfully invested in that book. What exactly are you looking for?" At the sound of her voice, I raise my head, locking eyes on her slitted pair. I fake a smile and flip the book shut with far more force than is necessary.

Fancy handwriting on expensive paper. "To educate you on your new archetype." What the hell? I looked at all the books again. And it hit me. These were all stories about girls who got taken. Girls who fell for their captors. Beauty trapped in the Beast's castle. Jane Eyre with creepy Rochester. Christine with the Phantom. He thinks I'm going to fall in love with him. He actually thinks this is some kind of love story. "You're insane!" I yelled throwing the book across the floor. "I'm not a character in your sick fantasy!"

Inside: Not yet. I began scanning the shelves. Titles of all kinds filled the aisles. My hand slid across the spines at my eye level. A hard-covered green book smelling faintly of old paper drew my attention: The Origin of Elemental Sorcery. Then another—its gold embossed symbols of the four elements shimmering under the light: A History of Ignith, Hydros, Terragaia, and Glacius. Moving to the next shelf, I spotted a worn leather-bound book, edges frayed from overuse: Hybrid Wolves with Magical Signatures. And a thin one compared to the rest: The Forbidden Transition Between Elements.

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

That’s not enough to keep me from noticing that the center of my fantasies is wearing a suit of the same deep blue color as the one I just imagined. I immediately picture myself sitting on his lap. You have lost your damn mind, woman, I scold myself. My life may be in danger, and the best I can do is continue making up crazy thoughts about my boss? Thinking about what happened last night, I decide to talk to him. I smooth down imaginary wrinkles from my skirt before going to his office.

She spreadeagled her long limbs, claiming the whole king-sized bed. Magnificent. "Okay." "Okay what?" "Okay, you can— what you said. Jeez, I don't even know your name." I moved between her legs. Plenty of room there to spread out and enjoy myself. "Yes you do. Think of the man in your fantasies. His name is the same as mine. What's my name?" "When I was a teenager, I used to think about this guy, he was four years older than me. He was beautiful."

he responded, whipping his head around in my direction. "Okay, check them,” I ordered. I buried my face down and ran my eyes through the books, then I saw one that caught my attention. "Realms of the Shifting Shadows: Tales of Fantasy and Fur"’ was boldly written on the binding of the book. The book has intricate designs of werewolves under a glowing moon. I picked up the book and opened the first page, which had been aged. I couldn't tell how long this must have been here. The first page I opened was blank. This prompted me to open the second page; it was practically empty, just like the first. I continued opening until the fifth page because I was counting the number of pages as I flipped

Only then did I allow myself to climb into bed. Not wanting to think too hard about the events of the day, I instead retrieved the purple book from the bedside table and opened it, ready to finally lose myself in a world of fantasy and wonder. It was a book of fairy tales, old ones that I had never heard of before. Beautiful illustrations marked the start of each story, and the letters of the passages had been drawn smoothly and carefully.