Fantastic Planet Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was a mystery as to how they were still so naïve. "I'm curious. What planet did the book mention?" Mane asked, his eyes half closed. Abe answered, "It is a world called Kreech." "What!"

Lora's mother had fled after giving birth to her daughter. She lifted the brick in the north corner of the room as she emptied the dungeon more carefully. "What is this book?" she inquired. The book was dusty, and the gold was almost faded, almost bronze. The title of the book was Life of the Witch. The book is about wizards and their interactions with the outer world. Lora read the book, sentence by sentence. A strange planet, yet she wished to visit it. The pages depicted a pleasant and quiet way of life. She saw herself growing up, her body perfect, producing beautiful curves with no scars, bruises, or blood flow in the corners of her lips.

10 years ago: Planet SOS is a secret planet, this is a planet for handsome boys but not actually boys because they are aliens. Those aliens have their leader, and it’s Klayton. Klayton loves his unicorn so much; he always rides it every now and then. He is a perfectionist leader. In his room, Klayton is sitting in front of his desk. “Yay! Done!” He said enthusiastically as he stretched his arms. He is now done with his sketch. He claps his hand once and then someone opens his door from the outside.

Emma said, walking deep into the living room. "Thanks." She walked to a set of shelves on the far side of the room, running her fingers over the spines of his books. A lot of them were classics, novels by Dickens, Voltaire, Dumas, Melville, and Hemingway. She smiled when her fingers ran over the spine of not one, but three copies of Mitchell's Gone with the Wind. There were modern novels, too, including Stephen King and Sidney Sheldon, but they didn't look as well read as some of the others.

But God, he was making it hard. "Where are we?" she asked, crouching down to stroke the pink tendrils at her feet that she could swear sighed in the wind with pleasure. "Ambresia. A planet that has no resources, no sentient life, no real value other than it's pretty and gentle." "I'd think a planet like this would be mobbed with folks. Or are there, like, ferocious alien-eating monsters or something?"

To her, the runes had little or no effect against the negative degrees. This place was dark with a perpetual night sky and lots of thick clouds swirling across it, a constant blizzard blew throughout. They had entered this horrible planet through Sabine's door in her living room. Yeah, you heard right. A freaking door that shimmered with light brought them to this planet called Uranus. Not a plane, a rocket, or one of those fancy technological inventions. Just a bag of pixie dust and some enchantments. If she survived this blistering cold and returned back alive, she would ask Sabine to take her in as an apprentice. She wanted to learn some witchcraft stuff and be a badass witch.

And my favourite is a children's book named " The Forbidden Fruit - by Redd Edwards. I must have read it cover to cover a billion times over. One time he threatened to burn it, but my pleas subsided his rage. "That book will be the death of you," he warns, looking back over his shoulder from a sea of vape smoke. He likes to smoke. There are very few things the Earth killer likes to do- but vape is one of them. He is smoking 'erbs as we walk into the vast sea of nothing. Desserts of every colour, walls of glass and broken cities fly by as he carries me above, floating on a cloud of his own creation.

Nothing else could register in her senses as she took in the planetary explosion - the blue and white planet flaring brightly in silence in space. That was her last vision of Earth before the view from her bay window metamorphed into nothing but a sea of stars... -End of Book One-

Chapter seven Planet Altundral. That's how I find myself on the beautiful planet named Altundral. King Halturian brings the colossal space ship into Dock with an expert hand; he turns to look at me, with a smile on his face as he asks. “Are you ready, Megan?” "I think so." I whisper quietly; still unsure if I've made the right decision, the butterflies in my stomach reminding me just how big a decision this is. King Halturian looks at me with understanding written across his handsome face, he gives my hand a light but reassuring squeeze as he says.

My eyes downcast, I turn my head to the side, looking away. Away from him. Away from the decision he wants me to make, but which I just can't. Not now, anyway. I can feel myself shaking. After a few seconds I hear Alastaire footsteps as he leaves the room. I take a moment to recover, slumping down to the floor. My leg hits against something. It’s the book that fell off the bookshelf a moment ago. I pick it up, noticing its beautiful emerald green color for the first time. It’s old – that much is obvious from the tattered spine with its ornate golden oak leaf pattern – but somehow the cloth cover has kept its vivid hue.