Fantasy City Names Novels & Stories

“I told you he is very powerful, didn’t I? Who do you think made those dark beasts that have waged war on my behalf against Vak and his subjects?” “Wait, Zokman created those wild beasts?” “Yes.” “And you call those things werewolves? They bear no resemblance to us at all.” “Well, everything is still a work in progress, dear Luna. When I become the Alpha King, Zokman will perfect his techniques using people from other regions as well. Until then, we shall make do with what we have for now.” An alarm went off in Erin’s head. “What do you mean by using people from other regions? How does Zokman create his kind of werewolves?”

That was a natural reaction, I couldn’t help but feel her, especially when she snuggled up to me, making her warm breath touch my skin. I tipped my head to the side, watching the dawn rise on the horizon. I had spent two days sleeping; it had left the underground city really unprotected, and now I would have no choice but to take Olivia with me to Sleepy Hollow, the city where the supernatural lay beneath it. Octsiam was the name of the city, the strange name, but its meaning could not be the simplest and most loyal, the name comes from Latin, occulta pythonissam, hidden witch.

A city as prosperous as Aldrich city looks very dazzling towards one's eyes. People would laugh, enjoy their daily life full of luxuries within the city after all Aldrich city is known as ‘The City of Luxuries’ where all people with wealth, power are gathered. Hack, even the commoners have the better living condition than most people from various districts inside the Kingdom.

Blade was slightly stunned when he heard it and took in a deep breath, as if he was suppressing something he was feeling. Then, he said slowly, "The Grand City is also called the Grand City that Didn't Belong to the World. Those from the Grand City had been called many names. Wizards, alchemists, immortals… In a place like ours, we have rules and laws coming from bygone eras. After existing for so long, people from our city understand that only by following these rules and laws will we be able to protect the Grand City."

The man only looked at the gatekeeper and changed his gaze unto the woman with her daughter. "Come woman, aren't you interested in what the immortal realm looks like?" the man said and he whisked off the mother and daughter into the realm of the immortals. When the trio appeared they were overlooking a massive city so huge that this city was like a universe unto itself but the displayed markings showed otherwise as there were big letters on the insignia above the entrance that said, "The City of Immortals". The mother and daughter in tow were wide eyed as they witness the scenery beyond their imagination. Limitless ships of innumerable designs and sizes roam the sky and countless of divine b

“Alright. But do not wander around without us, okay?” Maleficent was not able to answer Gukasho when she dashed towards the busy main street of the city. Unlike the city wherein she grew up, no skyscrapers could be seen. Instead, three stories buildings made of black-colored bricks littered the Rancid City. With the sky in constant darkness with no indication of day and night and with no worries of a sudden rain due to the absence of nature along with the four seasons, the mist that came from the chimneys of the taverns enveloped the capital city of the Nether World.

“You… Fine! I’ll do as you say!” The Spirit Cage. Amber City, one of the eight main cities. David and Arian were eating and drinking. Arian suddenly said, “Master David, since you regard me as a friend, I need to tell you something in advance.” “Arian, you can tell me.”

Today made it a full day since Liam left with the other guys. Lilith folded her arms. “I’ve been thinking about going to Nightspire City.” Alina’s hand paused mid-air. “Nightspire City? I’ve heard so much about it! My dad traveled there once for business. He said the whole city looks like it was built with gold.” “He wasn’t lying,” Lilith said proudly. “Nightspire is the biggest golden city in Eryndale. The lands glow at night, the towers glitter like stars… it’s beautiful.”

No sound of traffic, no distant hum of technology, nothing but a stillness that made her feel like she was walking through a forgotten graveyard. She looked around, her heart beating faster as the realization sank in: this was **Nyxterra**. The place she had only heard whispered rumors about, a world where lost memories supposedly went to die. It was said that those who wandered too far into the shadows of Nyxterra rarely came back. The city itself was a labyrinth of half-formed structures, their outlines blurred as though they were fading in and out of existence, forgotten by time and memory.

“Fantasy?” Came the uncertain inquiry through the bullhorn that sounded out loudly amongst the hustle and bustle of the crowded pier. Raising my hand I picked up my duffel bag and began making my way forward. As I walked the men about me stared. They always stared. It was kind of nice and yet annoying at the same time. It didn’t help that my Russian born mother so enamored with her relocation to a new and in her eyes, ‘fantasy land’ of America had named me as such.