Fantasy Reading Novels & Stories

“Isn’t it the same with the knights? I wouldn’t mind being escorted by one if I happen to have a chance.” “Oh my, you all are a bunch of newbies. Don’t you know that the appeal of a mysterious mage is more than enough to be grateful for? Imagine a night full of excitement and magic.” Oh man, even in this world you really can’t get rid of human nature and habits, huh. I was not surprised that girls in this world are also fangirling over handsome-looking men. I mean, don’t we all? I started to chuckle, and then finally caught my attention, this familiar description of my favorite mage character in one of the books I used to read a lot. It was titled, ‘The Four Roses and the Butterfly’ which wa

Soon, all faded out. #### ~Author's Note~ Yo, bubble butts. Welcome to the land of Changeling where only the fittest survive. Straight to business, I'm going to start by appreciating you for taking up this book. This novel explores a fantasy world of benders, except when you think that's lame and unexciting, ask yourself: have you ever seen a fire bender who can command nuclear weapon with a swift hand movement, channels the energy of life from a human to himself?

"This gives us plenty of time." I led Andrew through the towering shelves, a testament to countless stories waiting to be discovered. "This," I began, gesturing grandly to a section filled with vibrant covers, "is our fantasy section. It's surprisingly popular, even with the rise of e-readers." He listened with a deep, focused interest, his eyes scanning the spines as I spoke. We moved from genre to genre, me explaining the most sought-after titles, him occasionally pulling out a book and flipping through its pages, a thoughtful expression on his face.

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“Ehem. Since I was young, I liked to read books about fairies and magic. But because of my current position, I can't read books related to magic freely, or else I will be considered geeky. So, can you keep my secret?” “Of course, Your Highness. I also like to read books related to magic and so on. I've also read all the books in this library, so if you have a preference for books, please just tell me.” Elysian said enthusiastically. His eyes sparkling. “You read… all the books here?” “Yes, Your Highness. I am often alone, so I spend almost my time by reading.” “Then, do you know what this book is about?” Fuschia pointed to one of the books in her pile, which she had read earlier, although it

she asked, her voice colored by her disappointment. "Absolutely, dear! I just finished a book I think you'll adore," Mrs. Hogan said, pointing to a part of the library Katherine hadn’t explored before—an intriguing collection of unique fantasy novels that seemed to whisper of hidden adventures. With a newfound sense of excitement, Katherine dove into the unknown. As she scanned the titles, one book caught her eye; its cover illustrated a swirling nebula, a scene reminiscent of the enchanting landscapes in "The Tides of the Myrtle." It was hefty, with a worn leather cover and a gilded spine that hinted at untold wonders. She gently pulled it off the shelf, her fingers grazing the aged paper.

Books are oxygen for the literate. For me, there's no other way to breathe. Breathing comes naturally to living organisms. For a nerd with a perfect attendance record and zero friends, air fills my lungs, and words fill my head. I like filling my head with facts, opinions, and fanfiction. There's nothing better than reading Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings fanfics on a Friday night.

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

“Is that a challenge, baby?” Amara looked over her shoulder, her eyes meeting his as she tilted her head. “Do you take it as one?” Rhys walked behind her, his chest touching her back as he raised his hand and ran his fingers over the several books on the shelf above. Eyes sharp and amused. Amara was almost pressed between him and the book rack, heart in her mouth and legs clenching. She knew he was doing it on purpose. “You like fantasy, more like magic and knights.” He pulled out one book, a thick book with a light brown cover with images of a knight and a woman. He tilted his head. “Never grasped what’s so good about this one though.”

Kisha didn’t know where she was going, she only knew she couldn’t stay at home. The argument with Corey had ended hours ago, but his words were still circling inside her head. To conquer the world together is a great deal. She wanted to prove him wrong by letting him witness what she had just seen. She had even pretended to believe him. But now, walking alone through the busy streets of Stark City, she realized how deeply those words had reached. The evening crowd moved around her. Cars honked, people laughed, street vendors called out to passing customers and music drifted from an open shop. But Kisha heard none of it clearly. She simply walked, one street became another, then another. She