Novel & Cerita Fantasia

Sorry for not introducing myself earlier on. You can call me “The Diwata”. It’s our local term for a Fairy Enchantress. Try to imagine me as a full-grown woman, but I’m actually a Fairy. So no, I do not look anything like Disney’s Tinkerbell. I will be your storyteller in all the stories in the book. And just like everything you read here, it’s up to you to decide which is real, and which is not…

He will live the way he wants". This time Mile spoke. He had enough of the woman. "Who... Ohhhh look. The mouse is back". Bella laughed mockingly. "Yes, the mouse is back. But don’t forget this mouse can kill a lion. I was a weak person back then. No money, no status to fight for my son. But now, don’t you dare put a finger on him because now you have to face me. Mile Lawson the owner of the biggest fruit and vegetables chain in the country. I am no more the Mile who would dance to your chords.

"I'm sad that you have a favorite, Sophie." By the time I realized how dangerous those words were, I was already thrown onto Max's bed. My hands were pinned above my head. The gentle, restrained image he usually wore was gone, replaced by something far more overwhelming. He slowly let the chill of melting ice trail across my skin. My senses climbed toward a dizzying peak. I never would've guessed that someone who seemed so noble and proper could be the biggest freak of all. His gaze burned with desire, his manhood grinding against my core without end, his hand playing with my lips, leaving me no chance to explain.

“This sounds like something I want to hear about. C'mon, spill.” “Well, it could happen,” Julia said. “I told you that stuff in the astral plane can affect the real world sometimes.” “This was in the dream world, not the astral.” Julia shrugged, an ineffectual action over the phone. “Shit happens,” she said. “You have unusual talent, be careful with it. I'd imagine if you can create the marks on her body, you can also fix them in the dream and she won't have them when she wakes up.”

The name of this town was not helping but she had to trust Nana's judgement. Nana had always wanted Kehlani to write a fantasy fiction. She was a great fan of fantasy fiction and this was something Kehlani could never understand. Why an Old woman would love to read about unrealistic things like Vampires, Werewolves, Elves, and other creatures that could be depicted in those gory novels what what she could never understand. Weren't the older ones more inclined to reality?

One triplet tells Nathan. Frederick gets to his feet, not allowing him to continue. “Your Majesty. Wolves are amazing creatures and are very strong. They will have their place in this fight. But Millicent is magically powerful. I’m not even sure. With all the power in this room, we can defeat her.” “Why are you not sure? You’re a seerer, aren’t you?” Nathan asked him curiously. I hear someone sucking in a breath. I assume it’s Anabelle who quickly leaves the room. Merida and Ellie go after her.

The fantasy array was a big net. Crape Myrtle Sect disciples were like fish that rushed into the big net without hesitation. Until now, Caspian had not closed the net because the real big fish had not arrived yet.

I think I should do matching colors with my little girl. Yeah, you heard right. " Fantasia is pregnant and she has her wedding at the pack's garden with just a few friends and close family. She was glowing and I loved that for her. I was going to be the godmother to her child( don't let Rain know), we've been arguing since we found out about Fantasia's pregnancy about who will be the godmother. I'm everyone's favorite so watch out rain! I continue to glance through before I hear a light whistle, I turn towards the sound and see Finn smiling at me.

Juan signed the contract and was going to receive $200,000 for her appearance, why should she say no to that? After talking to Richard, she got to know that she will be joining the cast in a week and she didn’t mind. The movie was already being shot so it won’t be nice of her if she delays the crew. Juanita went home happily and flashed into her farm villa to read through the script fully. Fantasia was a story about a young woman from another world who transmigrates to a historical era where magic was still in existence. The young woman, Elle, was a lone soul in another world and life wasn’t easy for her.

“Not that I’d brag or anything.” Seraphine raised an eyebrow. “Right. Subtle.” Mina rolled her eyes. “Dragon boys and Djinn. Always dramatic.” Finally, Lyra spoke, her voice lower, carrying an almost silky quality. “Castle Tenebrae, castle of the Dreamwalkers, incubi, illusionists. I’m Phantasm. We bend dreams and emotions into shape, weaving illusions so real they can make you laugh, cry, or break.” Her gaze lingered on Seraphine, steady, knowing. “People say Phantasms blur the line between reality and desire. That’s why they fear us.”