Fantasy Mystery Books Novels & Stories

Bellamy thinks for a moment then nods to himself, a decision made. “Lie back and listen then.” I tilt my head in curiosity but I comply. He leans over and tucks in the sides of the blanket around me, making sure I'm snug and comfortable. Next, he grabs the book he was reading earlier from the bedside table. He ignores the bookmark and flips back to the beginning. Then he starts to read, his voice calm and relaxing. It’s some mystery book about a bank heist. I’m so tired I barely even pay attention, I just let the soothing sound of Bellamy’s voice lull me back to sleep. During the night I wake twice more. Both times I’m crying and I have the impression of fear, but I don’t remember what exact

The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding. Everything written in the book didn't make any sense to either Stella or Morgan. They found everything in the book quite absurd. The book spoke of witches, dragons, angels, vampires, and the devil. They didn't believe in such a thing at all, weren't they just fantasy? If they were to interpret it, it only meant that Grandma Elizabeth was a witch while the stranger guy whom Stella had picked from the streets the previous night was the devil.

It not like it’s normal see someone on fire was normal but he said nothing. I will think about that later not now. I do not go to my dorm. I go straight to the library. The forbidden section smells old and heavy, like dust and secrets layered on top of each other. I search shelf after shelf, pulling out books on elemental magic, ancient bloodlines, cursed abilities, fire wielders, forbidden hybrids. Nothing matches. Nothing talks about blue fire. Frustration claws at my chest until my fingers brush against a thick, worn book shoved far back on a lower shelf.

The book title says "The Golden Book of Mysteries" Sandra looked at it and mumbled to herself "Good I found it in Celestial kingdom long back. Now let's see more about you in this book Faith sister" Saying so Sandra smirked.

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

“Who pays attention to a young girl sitting quietly in an out-of-the-way corner?” Serra nodded. “I guess.” A speculative look crossed her face. “If you have any questions, just ask. Don’t be embarrassed if you don’t know all the details. I’ll answer everything I can and when we get back home, I’ll loan you any of my books. Even some of my fantasy ones as I’m not much of a romance book girl.” Astrid smiled at the vivacious young woman. “Anytime?” “Anytime.”

And began running for the exit. Her steps couldn’t be compared to that of Roy. Who caught up with her before she could reach for the wicket gate. He dragged her back. Falling the old woman on the ground. He doubted if she was the one. She was old. Why would She be here. It ought to be someone else. But there isn’t anyone here. “Who are you?” “Someone you don’t want to know.” “Why are you helping her, where is the book?” “You should ask the flame over there..” she smirked.

From my emotions and feelings towards her, I was still like a reader reading the book with the b*tch butting into the story. I walk my way where I could find total silence, the library. There were no students around and only the librarian is there. I step inside and I was overwhelmed with silence, this is what I want, peace. I move my feet slowly, looking at the book, trying to grab a masterpiece. There were thick and thin books. I look at the story titles one-by-one. I went to the fantasy section. The Magic Of The Bottle The Lost Genie The Werewolves Mate The Bloody Moon

After repositioning myself back onto it, I spread the afghan over both of us. After thanking me, profusely, for the warmth, she cocked her head in mock thought. “Such a mystery. He doesn’t want us to rob a bank with him or something, does he? Tell me he’s not broke and this isn’t all a façade.” “If only he just wanted us to rob a bank,” I said in a whiny tone. “I could handle that a lot better, I think.” “Don’t leave me in suspense, Esmerelda,” she scolded. “You know how I hate it. That’s why I could never do what you do. I can’t stand mystery.”

No wonder the headmaster said there has been no student under this house. Then he came to the realization that it wasn’t even mentioned the name of his house and what the sigil represents, unlike the other houses. It seems like the answer to his questions would be in this big dome of a library. But thinking about the volume of books in the room, he felt a big problem. “How in the world should I find the information I am looking for when there could be a million types of books here?” he screamed in frustration. “SHHH, you don’t have to shout, considering that this is your first day, I will let it pass” Earth heard someone speak.