Fantastic Beast Author Novels & Stories

Fiona said, "The author's name is Mindy Harrison. Mindy Harrison and Minnie Garrison… the names sound so similar." That was what initially drew Fiona's interest to the book. When she saw the author's name on the cover, she was completely taken aback. Aren sighed, evidently also drawn to the book for the same reason. The more he read, the more absorbed he became. Originally, Fiona had only asked casually. She knew Sam couldn't know everyone, but unexpectedly he said, "I do know her." He then briefly explained his connection with Mindy.

, I invited her to join us but she declined. " I'm good. I just eat my breakfast before feeding Austin." She replied. She told me that she will check our botanical garden. Kent built it himself and surprised me as his gift on my thirtieth birthday. He knew how I adore flowers and nature and I am so delighted to accept it. "Okay, just watered them for me, Cas!", I ordered her and she nodded. I saw Eloisa raising her eyebrows at Cassandra. " I don't like her. She looks weird to me. I don't know but I just feel strange about her." She informed me but I just laughed at Eloisa and Gale and Kent heard her.

She exhaled deeply and said, “I am the creator of the Mystic Land. Everything here is controlled by my will…” “You let us in, does that mean you are willing to give us the ‘The Heart of Magic.’” Aurora chirped excitedly. Her face turned pale and for a moment anger flashed in her eyes but she was quick to control her emotions. “I didn’t let you in… I haven’t let anyone get to this cottage in the past century!” My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I asked, “Didn’t you say Mystical Land worked according to your will.” Her eyes clouded over with sorrow and she said, “I created this land using my magic centuries ago. This place was abounding with mystical creatures. Its beauty was unparalleled in

"Hehe sorry." I turn my attention back to Damian. "She said you are a demon." I step away from him. "But yet you don't act like one. Yes your eyes change color but you don't try to harm anyone or kill them. You haven't stolen any souls either… as far as I know. And your aura isn't dark either like a demon's would be. We're going to need some help with this." I head into my work room and set the herbs down as I grab a piece of paper and an envelope. I dip my feather in the ink and start to write a letter to my close friend's Bella and Casey. Bella is a Psychic Siren and Casey is a Cosmic Warlock. If anyone knows anything about what Damian could be, it's them. I finish up the letter and put it

I think. Night comes and I finish the emotional rollercoaster that was that fae romance book. There were twists I wasn’t expecting, and the deep connection those two had - it made everything feel so real. I glance at the author’s bio on the back and wonder if she actually knows about mates, or about real fae beings. Could it really be something like that? The faint image of Drake crosses my mind, but I push it to the side. I stand up and start dinner to do literally anything else right now.

Authorgod varnished? *SNAP!* Dina ♡ Paws

My head was spinning in exhaustion, my eyes rolled back as the pain was too much. Neither my tears stopped nor my whimpers as he kept on sucking on my shoulder, leaving his marks behind.I whimpered as he pulled my skin, taking it between his teeth.He kept on sucking on the same spot of my shoulder.My body started to get weaker and weaker.I heard his last words before everything blacked out. Author's POV'

“Another masterpiece from DarkPen" “Your comics are just too good. I can't believe Sebastian later fell in love with Ayllsa. Though we were expecting" “A vampire and a witch. That is just the kind of novel I want." “ " I smiled seeing the readers all love my book. Fantasy is a genre I am based on and this is why I believe my next book is going to bring me more fame though not everyone will recognize me. Meanwhile, I closed the laptop and breathed a sigh of relief before standing up from the chair. I yawned and stretched my hand and back.

Tell me if you like these characters and if you want to read more about them, I’ll make it a book of its own and publish on my account. Do well to check out my new book on the App. It’s titled; PROFESSOR DEAREST. You will wet your panties reading every chapter of the book. XoXo, Author Prodencia.

"He isn't Rowan anymore. He’s a 'Logic Bomb.' If I don't 'Format' him, he will consume the last of the 'Legacy Data.' He will eat the memory of the Earth itself just to keep himself 'Online.'" I looked at the Author. He looked so kind. So grandfatherly. But then I looked at the desk. Next to his sketchbook was a jar. Inside the jar were thousands of tiny, flickering lights. "What are those?" I asked, my voice a hollow whisper. "Characters," the Author said simply. "The ones who didn't 'Test Well.' The ones who asked too many questions. I keep them as 'Reference.'" I realized then that the Author wasn't a creator. He was a **Hoarder**. He didn't want a "Perfect Life" for me; he wanted a "Perf