Fantasy Night Novels & Stories

Savannah said, “If you want to do a dare, we should do something of a larger scale. It’s the Ghost Festival today. Many ghostly spirits will roam the world at midnight. Whoever loses the game should go out at night.” The other sisters all burst out into laughter. “What kind of dare is that? We won’t be afraid even if you make us go out every night, let alone tonight.” Savannah said, “Alright, since all of you aren’t afraid, whoever loses the game will have to go out at night as punishment. You’ll have to bear the consequences of your own actions.” The sisters said indignantly, “We’ll accept the bet.” Jenson joined the team that would be playing the game. However, he was way too much of a gen

Someone came to me that moment and took my hand up then said, and this is the person that will represent our school in getting the trophy. "YAAAAAA...YAAA...YAA!!!", everyone stood up and shouted. I ran to meet someone closed to me and asked what was going on. He said, " This is an annual game that take place between CAMELOT school of wizards and some other schools. You have to get the trophy on time or else you might die or even be stuck there forever and you should... "HAAAA HAA HAAA!!!", someone carried me and threw me inside a place where I did not know how the entrance looks like.

"Do you think you're doing right by your parents? Open up! What are you hiding in there for?" Fiona shrieked. I ignored her cutting words and calmly texted, "Good sir, I am your long-lost dance partner!" I then sent over my ID, along with a video of me playing the harp at the New Year's gala. Luke immediately replied, "You'll do. You'd better not bail on me! Let me be clear. I only need you as a plus one for the banquet. There will be no funny business! Don't pull the same stunt as she did!"

“Right. Real noble of you.” Fianna looked around at our mismatched group — vampires, werewolves, fairy, mermaid, hybrids, and one very tired elf princess — and smiled. “Tomorrow night,” she said softly, “we’ll gather under the Great Tree. The Festival of Lights marks new beginnings — for us too.” I smiled back, her words warm and hopeful. For once, everything felt peaceful. But somewhere deep down, a quiet voice whispered — peace never lasts long. Evening – Moonspire Dorms

From the upper balconies, long blue and silver fabrics hung like trails of light. Outside the walls, each pack held celebrations in their own territories: bonfires burned in the squares, drums were beaten late into the night, and children danced with ribbons in their hair. But the center of it all was here, in the hall of Fanghart Castle—where the Alphas and Lunas gathered, toasted, and renewed their old vows. This night is called by many as the night of justice, and also the night of victory. I step into the hall with Aric’s hand gripping mine tightly; the greetings that come to me resemble warm waves rolling in from all sides.

Which also meant this wasn't going to be good “It’s the Senior Night Ritual. Happens every start of term. Everyone with power goes. You know, the real students.” “The real students?” I repeated, frowning. Already hating whatever it was that this ess going to head onto. “Yeah, everyone who’s actually mastered something. It’s kind of a tradition. The top seniors throw it—there’s fire magic, illusions, drinks… it’s wild.” “Oh.” My voice broke slightly. “Then why didn’t anyone mention it?”

bump into me, his eyes full of a wretched, hopeful longing. Kaelan’s irritation was a palpable, icy force. He became my constant shadow, his presence a silent threat. His eyes, when they fell on Marcus, promised a violence that was slow and creative. Then came the Nightfall Gala. A lavish, political event under the great crystal-domed hall of the Citadel, lit by a thousand black candles. Vampires of high clan and their human associates mingled, the air rich with the scent of blood-wine and ambition. I was on Kaelan’s arm, wearing a gown of midnight silk.

"So, now that that's out of the way, we need a volunteer for the fantasy re-enactment next week. I'm still working on Mark's, and Mike, Heidi, and Paul have given me theirs. So... volunteers?" There were a few seconds of silence before Molly piped up. "I haven't gone," she said. "I don't mind volunteering." Kara smiled, looking at her notebook. "Okay, that will work out well with another fantasy, so we can knock out two of them at once," she said with a smile. Molly grinned. "I'll talk with you about it a bit later," she said. "Alright," Kara said with a nod. "That's all I've got for announcements. Steve's fantasy is tonight's main course. The floor is yours," she said with a smile.

Liora’s shadows rippled once—amused. “It’s mostly spectacle,” she added softly. “The Fang will be there filming ‘unity moments.’ Board reps watching who talks to who. Purebloods networking. Humans trying to climb ranks. Same as always.” Ravenna snorted, stretching her legs out. “But the food’s worth showing up for. And the drinks don’t suck. Plus it’s the one night they let the gym lights dim and the canopy retract a little—actual moonlight. Not bad for a school event.”

Elias laughed and Dorian’s eyes softened at the sound. Minutes later, the housekeeper finished setting up their rooms. “Come on,” Dorian said, leading them up the grand staircase. “You all need to get cleaned up.” As they reached the landing, Dorian paused, glancing over his shoulder. “By the way... there’s a party tonight.” Lucian stopped walking. “What kind of party?” Dorian grinned, almost mischievously. “The "Elysian Night." It’s the annual gathering for all magical creatures. Vampires, witches, shifters, demons… you name it. I'm explaining for Elias.”