Novel & Cerita Fantasy Light Novels

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc

Hello everyone so when I started writing the story, I wanted it to have as cute and as fluffy scenes as possible. Throughout the time, I have tried my best to do so. But, I can only know after you all inform me. This is going to be a light novel which means it is going to go on for at least 500 chapters and I am warning you all about it beforehand. There's a lot of mysteries which are going to come up and a lot of them which would be later on solved.

I echoed, my eyes trailing over the spines. “This is mostly factual books about my kingdom, about religion, about wars. The big library is mostly fictional books, all in different versions. Anything you could want to read, you would find in there.” Then I noticed it, noticed the fire in his eyes burning a little hotter, the crookedness of his smile turning a little more prudent. “Perhaps you can recommend something?” I asked, even though it wasn’t so much a question and more a request instead. “I’m sure I can be of assistance,” he mused, the heady tone creating something tingling between us. Something that flowed so naturally, like we were already drawn to each other.

I stared at the window, watching people walking down the street, and for perhaps the first time in my life, I wondered if any of them were a wizard or a sorceress, and if so, if they had to do what I did - to always run away from something and be careful about everything they do - are they as homeless as I am? I sighed and took a sip of my cup of coffee. After looking out the window again, I saw a tall, well-built guy, about 19 years old, with dark eyes and black half-long, wavy hair, falling slightly over his left eye. His complexion was milky white, which was quite strange, as his features suggested that he was rather Italian. This young man wore dark navy blue jeans and a white shirt with

Was there a guard with them to make sure that they were safe? To his amazement, the torches began to come closer and closer, but they were not torches. The closer they came, the more he realized that no flames or smoke accompanied the torches. The glowing lights drew closer slowly and in unison, holding Danshak spellbound. He was so mystified by what he was witnessing that he could not move or even blink. “Who goes there?” One of the guards called out when he too finally noticed the unnatural light that was approaching the camp in the dark.

She spread out her hands against the dark so that Ilyria could see, her movements like the slow unfurling of a sea creature. At first Ilyria could only see the cold cave, dripping with condensation. But then she was able to make out the markings hewn into the walls and filled with an ancient silver that glistened like quicksilver. She tried to ask where they were, but the Princess lifted a finger to her lips, and shook her head, her hair floating up and around her. She turned and glided further into the cave. Ilyria looked around her, trying to discern the patterns in the markings but nothing came. It was as she looked away from one that its meaning became apparent. When she looked back at i

We all nod in agreement with Johnny. “The other books that mention the amulet seem to mainly be Pagan, Norse, Celtic or Viking fairy tales. The more modern stories seem to be variations of these stories.” “What are the stories about?” I ask yawning. “Mainly light versus dark, that sort of thing, or adaptations of that story like most fairy tales really. I’m going to read through again when I get chance. But for now I have other things to work on” Just as Johnny called it a night and for us to go to bed Will walked in and scooped up Rae in his arms. They left giggling and I couldn’t help but think they were so cute. They looked the perfect pair, they complimented each other in every way it wa

(Alexander The God of Absolute powers Pov) (Warning this chapter can be considered offense. This is a dark novels book and some scenes are needed to tell Mazaya's story. If certain things offend you just skip to the last paragraph when you hit that part.last paragraph is Important for the story.)

I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre. And lastly as for another work on Goodnovel.com I've a contemporary romance I'd love to suggest because now I'm aware of the flash forward style of GN. It's entitled as "Winning Over The Cold Heiress." Thank you~

Light begins to glow brighter from the Crystals in its head. Boom! A red bright light covers the sky from the city and the dragon boy looks up as he remembers his past. CHAPTER 1: DRAGONS It is a little past 8pm and the moon is full and well lit. It is bedtime for seven years old Elizabeth and she is all ready for bed. Teeth flossed, hair brushed and nighties worn. Her sister Historia a seventeen years old red head decides to spice up story time tonight. Instead of reading from the regular bedtime stories, she chooses to tell a story from an old fantasy novel. Historia tokes in her sister in place, as she stands up to dramatize the story with her red eyes wild open. Elizabeth packs her beaut