Fabulous Adventure Novels & Stories

She was so happy that I aced the exam,I was awarded a new android phone. Things were going well, I would play all sorts of makeup games,and I loved painting. I would d******d some painting ebooks,to keep myself busy.I was introduced to F******k as well. Though using an Android phone isn't easy,I still tried,I learnt new things everyday,the most amazing part was that I could G****e anything, technology indeed made life easy. I logged in my F******k and added random people,it was a step to socialization. Since I couldn't express myself physically I could do it from my phone without having to look at anyone, though most of the messages I received were a bunch of Hi's and hello's,it was a conver

God. And realized something terrible. Fair. They were lost. Reasonable. Actually lost. God. Not pretend lost. Fair. Not child lost. Reasonable honestly. Real lost. God. Then Peanut sneezed. Fair. Of course she did. Reasonable. Perfect timing. God. Then the first tear appeared in Ava's eye. Fair. Tiny. Reasonable. But there. God. Because suddenly the adventure wasn't fun anymore. Fair. The dare wasn't exciting anymore. Reasonable honestly.

“You’ve outplayed them all.” Adrian raised his glass, lips curving in a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. Victory should have felt intoxicating. Instead, the crystal glass in his hand caught the candlelight, a deep red glow shimmering within—like blood, like the curve of a woman’s lips. Like her. Isabella Russo. Reckless, stubborn, impossibly alive. He blinked, and all he could see was her stumbling out of that cell—skin pale as death, body broken, but eyes still blazing with defiance.

Megumi's eyes smiles as she points at something that looks like a mirror maze, she smiled at me and said, "Let's go there!" Smiling at me like that is a foul play Megumi, how can I say no now? Of course I can't so I grabbed her hands and lead her there. The students greeted us and said, "Welcome to our class's Wonderland. If you manage to find the tunnel's end withing 15 minutes, you get a prize of okonomiyaki, a japanese vegetable pancake. So are you in?" I dropped some bills on the entrance and entered with Megumi. Inside was quite dark and filled with mirrors making it quite confusing and scary but Megumi actually seems to enjoy it just when she was about to bumped into a mirror, I pulled

They told me that Bohol is a beautiful place and the pictures posted in the social media and the videos they made is a proof that it's really a perfect place to visit and I want to see it myself. While the ship is moving, picturesque jungle adventure welcomed me. My heart is pounding because of its beauty. Among the places I checked online, this is the place I chose. And those pictures I've seen online, I'm now seeing it for real. Gosh, this is really beautiful. When I got off the ship, I started walking and wandered around while feeling amazed with the things my eyes caught. Everything I can see here is awesome. Busy walking, I didn’t even realize I had reached the middle of the island. I j

“Did that magical chamber took your Uncle to a fairyland? Did he already saw the what they called, fairyland?” “Uhm…” “No, right? So how did this chamber exist when it was just a myth, a story to satisfy kids and make them believe that magic exists. We’ve been there, but this is a realistic world. And magic like turning you into a frog, and one kiss from a prince, you shift back, doesn’t exist.” She heaved a deep sighed. “Yeah, you’re right.” “Of course, I am—” “But Uncle Flavio stories are pretty convincing—”

August's POV It was a long trip but it was worth it. We are here at Snow Fall island and we are all jaw-dropping at the beauty of the place. Like the fuck? Is this true? I am seeing this type of resort in the Maldives or Punta Cana. But I didn't expect that among all the outdated ones, this is the best. As soon as we entered the private resort, I was immediately exposed to the infinity pool with very clear water and an overlooking view of the ocean and islands. On the side, it looks like a bar because there are seats there and a winery.

Spinning the mug to keep me occupied. “Why hello George,” Frederick says, “It must have been a few decades at least since I last saw you.” “Yes. Yes. Oh, my old friend, how are you? Are you planning a trip with your granddaughter?” George inquires. Frederick cleared his throat. “Yes. My granddaughter is just tapping into her powers, and I’m eager to show her the immense power of visions. I promised her a trip to America before she comes of age. Looks like she wants to go to a place called Summer Hill.” Frederick tells George. “If that is where my girl wants to go. That’s where I will take her.”

The invitation arrived in a plain black envelope, no return address, slipped under her apartment door like a secret. Inside: a single heavy card, embossed in silver. Velvet Rope Society Saturday, 11 p.m. One night. One rule: everything is consensual. Bring only your desire. Lila had heard whispers about the club—exclusive, hidden somewhere beneath the city, a place where the wealthy and the wicked gathered to buy and sell pleasure. She’d always told herself it was myth. Fantasy fodder for late-night scrolling.

"You know, Nebelwächter, Nebelwächter, my dear, if you want to know, I have a curiosity about this adventure. He spoke. - Otherwise, it's Ora viva! Was it not the traveling magician who gave Old Edelweiß a pair of magical diamond cufflinks that fastened by themselves and never came loose unless ordered? "If you're not the comrade you used to tell, an endless magic bag." The other said. "I know..." he said. – Adventures, but each one of them has its price. He spoke. - Do we have so many wonderful stories at parties about ships and dragons, and Gobelin’s, and giants in the midst of hostile galactic kingdoms, and the rescue of princesses, and the windfall of widows' children? He spoke.