Fantasy Group Novels & Stories

And they like to invite me and my girls. Most people would call us groupies or cleat chasers. We don't date the players. We just party with them. We all like to have a good time together and no one here judges anyone's proclivities. It's fun. "Next!" I hear Mack yell and I roll my eyes. He really has no shame whatsoever. The door swings open and I hear him talking to someone. "Your turn, Rookie." I look up and see him shoving someone into the room, slamming it behind him.

Its roots were intertwined with ancient magic and the cosmic forces of the universe. However, our moments of fascination were abruptly interrupted when we heard footsteps approaching the library. Without hesitation, we kept the book in our backpacks and hid in the shadows, watching as a radical group, known as Supremacy beyond the border, entered the place. Supremacy beyond the border was an extremist faction that believed in the superiority of a category beyond the border and sought to impose its distorted vision on society. They were known for their violent and intolerant tactics, and their presence there filled us with fear.

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“We shall now fan out according to our ranks and continue our charge to Vomani. As we decided earlier, we are taking the battle to Nikjin instead of waiting for him to find us.” The werewolves began to get into formation as they split themselves into five groups, each one led by the Prime Alpha, Monah, Weruona, Danshak, and Zanisck, to begin their march to the enemy’s lair. Everyone seemed pumped and ready to get on with it when they heard a howl in the distance. The first general assumption was that it was Nikjin’s howl, but Danshak was the first to notice the difference in the voice texture.

"The window is closing, folks. If you don't leave now, you're stuck in the suburbs forever." "Time to go," Modern Vespera announced, standing up. The group gathered on the lawn. Altair activated the device. The violet rifts began to tear open, one by one. Rift 1: The Ashlands. Fantasy Vespera and the Shadow Knight stepped forward. "Farewell, Architect," Fantasy Vespera said. "May your enemies crumble." "And yours burn," Modern Vespera replied. They stepped through. A roar of a dragon echoed, and then they were gone.

Do you fancy a son or a daughter? 'One of each would be lovely.' 'Twins?' Jasmine asked. Favour laughed. 'I hope not. Just one at a time but in any order. Boy or girl...it doesn't matter.' Such blissful carefree plans, Jasmine thought. A mountainous wave of envy hit Jasmine and she shrugged to fight through it as her younger sister rattled on about her ideal family. It wasn't Favour's fault that her own life was in such a mess. She seemed to get herself embroiled in one bad choice after another; holding on to Robert when he wasn't worth holding on to, and now Collins...had she no sense of when to let go? Did fantasy have a bigger grip on her than reality?

but it won't matter because the Council will have them all locked away until they are set for trial against the world of magic and humanity. "We don't wan't to follow the rules anymore. We think we should be the leaders!" Cassie sashays up front, swaying her hips, pretending she's not shaking in her boots. I see the quiver in her hands as she studies our numbers and the years of magic we have backed up on our side.

His hand rested over my stomach, tracing lazy circles. “I want to keep playing sometimes,” he murmured into my hair. “Keep the edge sharp. Keep the fantasy alive.” I smiled, sated and owned and stupidly happy. “Every anniversary,” I whispered. “And maybe… some random Tuesdays.” He laughed soft, warm, real. Then quieter: “And if we ever decide to add to the family… we’ll tell them the truth when they’re old enough. That their mother and father chose each other against the whole damn world. That the fantasy became real.”

Funnily enough, there were eleven members in the group (including herself), and those members were all people she knew in reality. Idara's nickname was Dara, while the others were Jon-B (Jonathan), TY (Tayo), Candy (Candice), Bettie (Betty), Aurora (Isioma), Stevey (Steve), JD (Jordan), Yomee (Yomi), Asia (Anastasia), and Kitty-Kat (Alice). And the exciting part was that they were all online, chatting in the group. Idara couldn't wait to join the conversation! DARA: Knock, knock. Anybody home?

When I went to meet them, I brought Ethan along to ensure smooth future interactions. Making friends with the vampires went smoothly, and the next step was to approach the magicians. I asked Ethan and Lisa to gather a group of trusted magicians. Beyond just forming friendships, I proposed an additional condition: I was willing to support them in their old age. From what I knew, magicians no longer gathered in family-based clans as they used to; instead, they were often scattered individuals or small, unrelated groups.