Fantastic Beast Author Novels & Stories

Jessika Sims is an Australian author of fantasy horror. Her nightmarish monsters are the stars of her writing; created by her real-life fears of spiders, heights, and anything resembling horror. Jessika lives in the suburbs of Port Stephens and uses her experience of the changing landscapes she grew up in to create her own world and characters through her own style of writing. Transamagei is her first novel.

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Now a publisher was interested in me and not only that, but the owner of the company was also my favorite author. At first, I didn’t know he was the author of my favorite books, but he told me he was and that was part of the reason he was interested in my work. His books are what inspired me to write fantasy novels. The main topic I focused on was dragons. Cyran also wrote dragon fantasy, but unlike mine, his weren’t focused on romance. Having read the email a hundred times, I still couldn’t believe that in just three hours I would be meeting my idol. It was weird that I would be meeting him at his house, but it wasn’t out of the ordinary. Many people now preferred the comfort of their own h

But I can’t bring myself to regret a thing and I will always be grateful for the day that Bellamy came knocking on my door and for every day I have surrounded by my strings of fate. -------------------------------- Author's note: Thanks for reading, my new book A Human's Guide to Surviving Magical Mishaps is updating and you're welcome to read it!"

But then Matty had rather slyly pointed out that it was the kind of thing ‘princesses’ did… ‘All she needed was a home. To feel useful.’ ‘That’s all?’ he said wryly. ‘Actually, she was—is—a huge help to Matty, and she’s wonderful with Toby. Look, I really think you should go home before your body decides it’s had enough and you bang your head on the desk as it shuts down.’ ‘I’m touched by your concern.’ ‘Bag ladies, stray dogs, jet-lagged males, they’re all the same to me. I’m a walking care centre.’

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

Wilde Fairy Tales "on the market are printed according to the version of my male god, which can promote sales." "You are awesome." Ann went back to the position began to work. Elisa White thought for a moment, took the cover of the book and sent it to Britany Santos. Elisa White: "Annie said that this book is Daniel's favorite book, and it is probably the same book as the piece of paper inPhoebe Clarkson's fingers. Pay attention." Britany Santos quickly replied, "Thanks." ** After work in the afternoon, Elisa White put the fairy tale book in her bag and went down to the parking lot with Annie.

The book that gave the company its popularity was the book the author he adored… Azrael Mitsuki Bethan wrote ‘Time loop’ which was adapted into a movie, comic, and any form of media. Maybe I’ll get to see Azrael since I’m working here. Leslie thought as he blushed, trying to imagine the face of his favourite author. “You must be Leslie Campbell.” An elderly voice dragged Leslie out of his colourful imagination as he stood up with a respectful bow and nodded. “Yes. You must be Mr. Pemba, the editor-in-chief?” Leslie asked as the elder man laughed with his stomach round, breathing with each noise. “Yes. I didn’t expect you to be so young and so beautiful.” Mr. Pemba said as Leslie flustered wi

"Uhm...is it wrong for me to say I'm fascinated with this world and the people living in it so I...I wish to stay?" Oh dear... I didn't see that coming. *** Author's Note: My supernatural romance book, Sanctum, is available for purchase on Amazon in ebook and paperback formats. Please support me by buying the paperback and leaving a review on Amazon and Goodreads. I would greatly appreciate it. xoxo JMFelic