Fantasy Make Believe Novels & Stories

"I just, I don't want my fantasy to influence you to do something you don't want to do." "Hmm," she said, the hum vibrating through her chest until she imagined he could feel it under his hand. "I've never really done any of these things," she said, gesturing vaguely at the room around them. "Some of it can be quite fun," he said with a teasing tilt of his eyebrow. "I guess it could."

Despite both of them were very real, thanks to the setting, and also since we were on earth, everything seems like a fantasy world that I just made up. “You all see here…this is the world that I called…Fantasma….it’s a world of Medieval fantasy…where there’s a swords, monsters, dragon…and everything that you can Imagine..magics too…I want you all to keep this in mind….these is the setting that I wanted….the vibes had to be maintained as it is…no matter what…”.

“You are such an unbeliever and you will regret it when the creatures decide to start showing up.” “I think you’ve read one too many fantasy books,” I patted her head in a comforting manner, “You should try nonfantasy.” “You should try believing more.” “I do believe,” I smiled, “In things that make sense like science and not children's stories like the tooth fairy and the Easter bunny.” “The tooth fairy isn’t actually as nice as people think,” she said suddenly, “They’re actually mean fairies who steal your teeth and use them to lay a curse on you.”

The summer before eighth grade, Abby and I had been playing pretend fairies outside for the past week, fluttering and skipping in the humidity of the woods. I liked the idea of fantastical things — fairies, dragons, wizards, vampires, and the rest of them — but Abby seemed to believe it. She came to me with love spells, and we performed them with our whole hearts. She smeared us with red clay so we would live forever, and when she told me not to go into the woods alone because of preying beasts, she didn't stammer or flinch.

The third one involved an evil which who had used dark magic to blast her way through the castles defense. The final vision involved a nights and green and silver armor with a red X on his chest. Although Madison believed these stories to only live in the world of make believe, he could not help to feel that there was more to this fantasy world then what April G had led on about. " MADISON,” The two adults shouted his name snapping him out of his trance. " What happened?” Madison asked. " Thank you for your concern, Mayor Pollack.” April G said as she shook his hand.” But I will keep that option as a last resort,”

The invitation arrived in a plain black envelope, no return address, slipped under her apartment door like a secret. Inside: a single heavy card, embossed in silver. Velvet Rope Society Saturday, 11 p.m. One night. One rule: everything is consensual. Bring only your desire. Lila had heard whispers about the club—exclusive, hidden somewhere beneath the city, a place where the wealthy and the wicked gathered to buy and sell pleasure. She’d always told herself it was myth. Fantasy fodder for late-night scrolling.

I still remember what that thick eyeglasses guy told me. Damn! I wasn't engaged! [You won't believe me Yasha! Come on, open your account.] She said instead of answering my question. My forehead crumpled. Won't believe what?

"Your lord father never told it to you?" Bran shook his head. The day was growing old by then, and long shadows were creeping down the mountainsides to send black fingers through the pines. If the little crannogman could visit the Isle of Faces, maybe I could too. All the tales agreed that the green men had strange magic powers. Maybe they could help him walk again, even turn him into a knight. They turned the little crannogman into a knight, even if it was only for a day, he thought. A day would be enough.

Sia stretched her hand forward, fully expecting it to go right through the illusionary couch. She was stunned when her hands came into contact with a sturdy object. It felt so soft and silky. Her hand glided over the surface as if it had a mind of its own. She had never felt anything like it before. This gadget was magical! She could conjure real things into her room with it! How wonderful it must be to be able to change the furniture daily! “Do you change your furniture every day, Zora?” Sia asked out of curiosity. “Yes, I change it sometimes, but my room does not have as many options as this room,” Zora replied with a longing in her eyes.

And with Tyler by my side; my god I felt pretty much invincible. ~ stay tuned for the sequel (and trequel) coming soon. xx. eden aster.