Fantasy Tower Novels & Stories

He went over. "You made this?" Lindsey nodded. "It is the lost city of Atlantis. I am sure you have heard of it," "Yes, some sort of a fairytale, maybe an urban myth," he said as he bent down to inspect it. It appears like circling masses of land surrounded by the an ocean and inhabited by tall, skinny tower-like structures. At the very centre stood the tallest structure that pointed up towards its imaginary sky. He note the silver foil that was placed at the pointy end giving the top of the tower a shimmering effect.

The dark and unadorned tiny tower had jewelry shimmering all over it. Joanna stared at the tiny tower on the stone platform and was slightly taken aback at first but later thought of something and exclaimed quickly. "Could this be… the Sky Tower?" The Sky Tower was one of the Ten Legendary Weapons; it was a tower that could suppress the heavens. Lucas was struck dumb when he heard what Joanna had said. The Sky Tower? Had the Sky Tower been pointed out by the Super Treasure Map this time? Lucas grew excited at the thought of it.

I refused to be daunted, so I marched on in my loud fashion head held high until I thought I heard something else snapping twigs behind me. I had heard stories of wolves and other creatures devouring people who got lost. So, it was reasonable that my heart started to pound. I moved I little faster. I followed a ravine until it opened up into a valley, all the while the snapping twigs followed me. As the valley opened up before me I saw a strange tower, placed like a monolith in the valley's center. Made of sleet gray stone it slightly shimmered in the moonlight. It was very late by this time and I was very scared so I headed for the tower in hopes that its occupants were friendly and I could

Before long, the hall in front of the Devil Repressing Tower had drawn countless independent cultivators. Everyone looked up, staring at the pillar of moonlight aiming at the apex of the tower. The extraordinary treasure must be hidden here, they thought. One of them yelled, "The extraordinary treasure is inside! Let's overturn the tower!" The crowd pulled out their flying swords and magic treasures and started striking the tower. However, the tower didn't move in the slightest. Someone noticed the eighteen statues of Arhat under the tower and cried, "Eighteen Arhats! Push them over first!"

Do you fancy a son or a daughter? 'One of each would be lovely.' 'Twins?' Jasmine asked. Favour laughed. 'I hope not. Just one at a time but in any order. Boy or girl...it doesn't matter.' Such blissful carefree plans, Jasmine thought. A mountainous wave of envy hit Jasmine and she shrugged to fight through it as her younger sister rattled on about her ideal family. It wasn't Favour's fault that her own life was in such a mess. She seemed to get herself embroiled in one bad choice after another; holding on to Robert when he wasn't worth holding on to, and now Collins...had she no sense of when to let go? Did fantasy have a bigger grip on her than reality?

It was the small palm-sized tower that hovered right before Severin. The tower's color was purplish-gold, and its surface seemed to bear finely carved patterns that contained the terrifying might of heaven and earth. After feeling the terrifying aura from the Green Emperor's Pagoda, Horra's pupils shrank violently and screamed, "That's… that's an immortal treasure!"

Wasn't your father afraid that the first person to find this place would be a bad person? "Are you a bad person?" Galadriel asked in return. "Of course I am not, but what if the first person to come here wasn't me?" Christian said. "Father said the first person to come here would be the person I've been waiting for." "Okay, I won't ask that question. Don't you get bored being here alone?" Christine had already given up. She felt stupid, where had she gotten the idea to convince the construct? "Not really. You should have noticed what it's like outside. In fact, this Mage Tower is built in a half-plane. Normally I can go outside and play with the little animals."

I told Rowan. "Look!" Selene pointed ahead. In the middle of the white storm, something was rising. It wasn't a tree or a house. It was a massive, black **Tower** made of millions of stacked books. It reached so high into the white that the top was lost in the glare.

The tower lost its power after it was destroyed, so it was nothing more than a pile of broken bricks now. No one could see the babies' spirits traversing gleefully all over the mountains, playing pranks on everyone who stepped foot into the area. I kneeled down next to the broken tower and asked, "Can you let me take Soleil home?" The babies' spirits giggled eerily as they floated around me in a circle. I knew what they were trying to tell me. "No, Mommy will get angry." They were more willing to listen to their "Mommy" than me.

The world spun around, the feast hall disappeared, and Dorian was returned to the void between worlds. And when at last the light finally faded, Dorian stood before a tower. Not just a mere tower, this was a tower that touched the very heavens themselves, its tip blending with the billowing cloud. This tower dominated the world, its huge form even scaring the most fearless warriors. It was made of black stone, its surface smooth, weathered down through the constant pounding of special elements. There were no windows, no doors, no holes. Nothing. Except one silver cord, glimmering in the moonlight. It hung from the world above, floating in the churning mist that enveloped the tower.