Fantasy Ultimate Novels & Stories

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“Wait… I heard Wanda is having an affair with someone? And my father didn’t know about this?” Jade nodded his head once again. “Yes, she is…” “Do you know his name?” “Yes, young master. His name is Robert Ferra…” “The current CEO of Fashion Blast…” ……………………………………………………………….. Note: Dear reader, please tap & put this book into your collection. If you giving me a good review on my book, I'll be highly appreciated it. Thank you so much!

That was Jade Immortal's ultimate skill, the Reversal of the Universal Powers. Jade Immortal showed his ultimate skill, and it threw Archfiend Antigonus and the twelve Fiend Martyrs slightly off guard. They stood no chance at all! Meanwhile, at the other end of the battlefield. When the fiend warriors attacked, Lute's delicate features did not shift at all. Instead, she began to flit around the army like a fairy, darting in and out of the crowd. However, there were way too many fiend warriors. When a wave fell, a new batch would come charging forward.

nHis mother’s eyes met his, “Your father left this with me the night before he disappeared.” Corey stared at the box, what is inside? She held it tightly. “Something he wanted you to have when the time was right.” Corey’s pulse quickened. His mother slowly extended it toward him and for the first time that evening, the warmth of the family dinner disappeared. Because Corey suddenly realized something. Morgan hadn’t simply disappeared, he had left pieces of himself behind, pieces that were still waiting to be found.

Vivian had been so consumed by jealousy that her eyes turned red as she stood among those seeing me off, muttering to herself over and over again, "I should've been the Boss's wife. If only I had met the heir first." Now that she had been given a second life, she could not wait to seize what she believed was her rightful happiness. What she did not know was that meeting Luca was not the beginning of happiness at all. It was the start of an even more terrifying nightmare.

I dug my heels into Prince’s sides, driving him harder toward the looming fortress in the distance—an obsidian castle clawing at the sky, wrapped in spiraling clouds of black and blood-red. Every thunderous stride he took hammered against the ground and against my chest, my heartbeat barely able to keep up. Excalibur’s hooves pounded beside us, Snow leaning low over his mane, her braid whipping behind her like a silver flag in a storm. Every second we wasted was a second stolen from Carter. And a second closer to the world ending.

One that decided out fates. I looked at Callie and she sparkles like she’s been doused in golden glitter! And now her mark, the one I gave her is covered in gold sparkles on top of my blue. It looks like magic dust! “What does this mean?” I asked Grand Elder Anastasia, who is giving us a watery smile. I was pretty damn sure she had all the answers I needed at that moment. She is an ancient being, after all. But she looked so shocked, I wasn't sure what to expect. Was this a good thing or a bad thing?

Michael's back straitened. "...your mind will be destroyed. Miss Calvin will be placed in eternal servitude in one of the dungeon dreamscapes. Your mother and the girl Lucy will be killed since they have been affected by your power." Michael clenched his fist and lashed out with his will. The man stopped speaking as his throne was tossed backwards by a massive blow.

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

The Enchanted Realm's legacy of courage and unity reveals itself as a living, breathing force, an energy that courses through time and space to merge their narratives into a singular, unbreakable tapestry. Guided by the words of sages and illuminated by ancient texts, the hero's legacy and the new character's path align like stars in the night sky. The enchanting melody of their shared destinies becomes clearer, each note a testament to the symphony of connections that have brought them to this juncture. The Enchanted Realm's magic is not confined to its borders; it has transcended realms to forge an indelible bond between two souls.