Fantasy Novels 2021 Novels & Stories

Myrra took a step back, her eyes narrowing as she whispered a protective incantation under her breath. The moment the blade touched the stone, everything shifted. A gust of wind erupted from the door, swirling around them as the runes fractured, their light twisting into strands of energy that coiled like living tendrils. The stone groaned, splitting apart, and beyond it—a darkness deeper than before. Rael’s breath caught as the air grew heavy, thick with something ancient. Something waiting. And then it stepped forward. A figure emerged from the shadows beyond the doorway. Its form was indistinct, shifting like smoke, but its eyes burned with an unsettling light. Not red, not blue—something

Marretje adds when she sees me stare longer than necessary at the books; little does she know that I have less interest in reading. I have my hands on the drawing in no time, my fingers neatly trailing the stained, softened edges of the paper. Something about the rough sketch etches a feeling of familiarity with it, but I am not certain if Katelyn once showed it to me. Without warning, my head pulls back and my hands freeze, a bright white light flashing in front of my eyes before I could blink twice. My neck seems to snap from the force that is. I am lost—somewhere in a cold acre full of ice and snow, so much snow that I struggle to keep my legs steady.

Fury makes me blind, and I grab him by the lapels of his shirt, lifting him in the air as if he weighs nothing. Instead of fear in his eyes, I see a black rage. The air around us is changing, shifting, and I can feel my body grow hot, a strange heat filling me, warping me. And then my hand makes contact with the vault door. Screams. A thousand echoing screams in my head. Rivers of blood. A sky that has no sun, an unnatural red. So much evil. So much darkness. There’s something moving toward me at a speed that is too fast to avoid.

He held me up easily, fucking me with his fingers while Elias stood there, breathing hard, cock straining against his jeans. “Look at him,” Rafael murmured, voice filthy. “He wants to taste you again. But he’s too shy to ask. You like that, don’t you? Two men losing their minds over this greedy little pussy.” He pumped faster, thumb rubbing my clit in tight circles. I was so close already — the combination of Elias’s earlier tongue and Rafael’s bold fingers was too much. “Please…” I begged, not even sure who I was begging. Rafael kissed the side of my neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. “Come for us, Nova. Come on my fingers while your neighbor watches like a good boy.”

The last time he looked at me and closed his eyes for his eternal rest. The past years had been dedicated to Nathan. I didn’t, and couldn’t, think of anything else. Lisa wanted me to have fun, Nathan wanted me to. I wanted to be careful. I could do both. Right? “Hey Siri, text Remy, and Kai.” I waited to be prompted to compose my text. “Let’s talk. Drinks at Paradise. 8 p.m. Friday.” The assistant replied. “Would you like to send?” I waited a beat before answering. “Yes. Send”.

We ate, Elsa and her husband had few discussions as we had our diner. I heard a knock on the room’s door, as I was seated alone in the guest room. I went to the door and my sister stood there. “Here” she said as she gave me a novel to read. I used to read novels a lot before leaving the city. But I got too occupied, I lost the zeal to read. I looked at the cover back, it wrote ‘Billy Sam’ that use to be my favorite author. I always read every book he published. I also wished to meet the author, but not anymore. I lost the spark to read.

Then Cal is gonna burn my hair! Levi better keep his damn mouth shut because I know for a fact he also knocked up Phoebe. I can sense it, and Leviathan is acting very protective of his heir. The babies will be born around the same time, and I wonder if they will be best friends. The thought makes me smile. We are already starting our next generation of enchantlings.

Standalone Novels Passions Rising: A Forbidden Vampiric Love Story Poor Unfortunate Wolf Ebony’s Pack: Fated to the Ranger Wolves (Continuation to Poor Unfortunate Wolf) Wolves at the Lycan’s Door The Rogue & the Rose Other Fantasy Novels: Blue Moon Bed & Breakfast A Bear’s Mirrored Romance Stay tuned for new novels soon.

she asked suddenly, her gaze flicking deliberately downward to my groin. I froze. “What?” She stepped closer, predatory grace in every movement, her perfume curling around me like smoke. Her eyes dropped again, lingering. “I’m asking if that’s included. Because if it is, I’d like to subscribe.” A laugh escaped me, low and mocking. “So much for keeping this ‘strictly business,’ huh?” “That’s exactly why I want it in writing.” Her voice dipped, sultry despite its steel. “I want your wand to stir my pot. Think about it.”

Idrissa smiled and nodded, “I take it you took so long to know if you can see why I summoned you?” “You are a smart man, the reason you have been the python king for over a thousand years. So tell me dear king, what do you want from me?” “I take it you didn’t see a vision then,” he chuckled, however, his face soon turned serious. “Did you hear the news?” “What news?” “That a nightwalker now possesses the eternal fire.” “Oh, that,” Hepzibah shrugged. “You don’t seem surprised.” “Yes I’m not.”