Comedy Fantasy Books Novels & Stories

Yona asked him perplexed . "What's the use of a book ? Obviously, for reading "he grumbled as he rolled his eyes. "I didn't mean that, but do you like werewolf stories?" Yona inquired about his enthusiasm. "Now, what could I say to her? I'm a kid who enjoys fantasy stories; let's read together," he mumbled. "What are you saying with your lips moving?" Yona inquired. "I like werewolf fantasy," he remarked, his hand clenched. "Bro, you prefer fantasy novel, I was not aware of this unexpected choice," a deep voice echoed inside him making fun of himself.

But today he was here reading Infernal Devices with me, although he was getting upset every minute because of the fantasy content of the book. “Ugh, wizards and vampires? That doesn’t even exist, this book must be for children, that’s all,” he said, which made me laugh at his reaction. "What'll I do? I have this fantasy spirit inside me,” I respond. He snorted and commented, “Women,” but it wasn't like he wasn't having fun too.

She wondered if she was better off starving to death in that strange forest instead of spending the next couple of weeks in the company of this foul-mouthed villain. Nikjin chuckled when he noticed how he had managed to get her worked up emotionally just by teasing her. “Do not worry, my darling Luna. You will eventually become used to my kind of humor. You just wait and see,” he said confidently. “Point of correction, Nikjin, I am not your Luna and I will never be,” she said angrily.

There were modern novels, too, including Stephen King and Sidney Sheldon, but they didn't look as well read as some of the others. Dante moved up behind her and gripped her shoulders, kneading them gently just as her fingers tripped over a copy of Dante Alighieri's The Divine Comedy. "You read a lot." "I do," he said. She slipped her fingers onto the shelf surface, her fingers making a mark in the thin layer of dust there. Just as she began to turn, she noticed another mark in the dust, as though something normally sat there but had been moved. "Why don't you," he began, pushing her back against the shelf, making it teeter slightly, "go take off some of these clothes while I change the sheet

he wiggled his eyebrows at me comically and I laughed, nodding. He grabbed one of the boxes swiftly and handed it to me. It was the biggest one because my tiny hands were barely keeping it in place. He had a lazy, urging smile that I found sexy playing on his lips. I looked away from him and unknotted the ribbons. I pried the cover open and my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as I retrieved the first book. "André!" I whisper-yelled, my voice laced with awe. Being a bibliophile had its perks because as I looked through the four books, with somewhat modern yet vintage covers in mature colours, alongside intricate golden threadings, I knew they were Fantasy books. Dark Romantasies.

NOTE: 1. This book contains mostly fantasy, romance, light smut with a touch of comedy. 2. English is not the author's first language, so please bear with any errors and any constructive criticism will be duly appreciated. 3. Please drop feedbacks as it encourages the author. Chapter one ~ The blue moon pack ~

***ABOUT THE BOOK*** The Elf King & I is a romance/humor/fantasy fiction set in the fictional world called Aldous (+ a few more) and the real world, USA. The relationships of the characters are: - BxB for main couples. - BxG for others. This story is bound to have some silly events to depict comedy scenes for a good-time laugh. Nevertheless, though the story may start light-themed at first, it is recommended to brace yourself for a heavy plot in the future.

“Miss Emmie, I’m not a lord. You can call me Gabe, or Mr. Lawrence, either one. Most of my friends call me Gabe.” She smiled. “It is very nice to see you again, Mr. Lawrence.” He grinned at her stubbornness, and a thought struck him. “Pray, what is a lady’s companion doing traipsing throughout the countryside by herself instead of tending to the governor’s daughter?” Smugly, she arched an eyebrow again. “As I had mentioned previously, Lady Sarah understands me and treats me different than most servants. Besides that, a lady’s companion doesn’t need a chaperone to ride the countryside, and a lady’s companion doesn’t need to be constantly by her mistress’ side since she’s with your aunt and un

I wake up out of the blue to a chill down my spine, lifting my face from the pages of a Scottish folk book and wiping away the hints of saliva on my cheek and jaw. Eventually, after exhausting myself from homework, I chose to grab some books from the fantasy and legend area with the expectation of observing something on the subjects that my girlfriend and the coyote had seen the night before. However, reading made me feel sluggish and I ended up nodding my head. I dubiously remember Jay and Justo trying to wake me up and asking me to come home.

A happily ever after. The End