Fantasy Words Novels & Stories

“My father used to rap me over the knuckles if I didn’t write neatly.” A melancholy smile plays over my mate’s lips as he reaches for my notepad and pen. He compares my inept translations to his own. “These are recipes for potions that kill various creatures. Vampires, nymphs, werewolves, Lycans-” he looks up at me – “this word-” he points to something that I couldn’t find in any of the dictionaries I’ve tried -“doesn’t translate as demon, it translates to she-dragon.” “What? Seriously? There were dragons?”

Words that… words that a madman said to try to flood our lands with evil. The original book was full of magic–ancient magic. Dark and endless. It stole parts of his soul every time he said words he didn’t understand. But I understand these words as I crack the pages–printed in neat ink on simple printer paper, not weathered, yellowing papyrus. Misty’s scribbles leave indents in pen under the printed symbols–a translation done to the best of her abilities. I have to trust her. She’s the brightest mind of the family, but if she got one single translation wrong… and I say it?

“It took me a long time to even start spelling the spells properly to start using them and then I began making all kinds of mistakes.” “Really?” Now that had me interested. “Tell me about your witchy days.” Her laugh echoed through the empty room. “Well, all my spells are actually Latin words with the literal meanings. Like if I want to set something on fire, I say ‘Incensa’!” She held up her hand and a small ball of fire bloomed in her palm, which she then quashed with her hand. “It literally translates to ‘set fire’.” “So then…what if there are similar spells for Fae as well!” A light bulb suddenly went up in my head. “What if we had been doing this whole thing wrong and I need to read out

Seeking Deeper Fantasy is set in Stark city, where Corey Lawson, a 31 years old faces challenges as he discovers that the woman he is in love with, Kisha Prime, is the reason his whole childhood became a nightmare. Driven by resilience, he takes Legacy Woodwork to a greater height. Kisha Prime, a 25 years old, raised by her stepfather Morgan Lawson, the man who abandons his family to be with his one true love, Marla. Sharing deep memories together of life, but unfortunately are not allowed to be together because of the hatred between both families. Robert Prime, deeply in love with Marla orchestrated a wedge between Morgan and Marla by getting married to her against her will. Mor

Words that taste like defeat and ash. "She is Alpha of all Alphas."

I couldn’t tell her a six and a half foot tall shadow man with blue eyes and black hair came to me every year and he told me that’s what it was. “Interesting.” She scribbled something else before turning back to me, “Have you been to our library to learn about fae?” I shook my head. She shrugged, “if you had I would have said that’s where you came up with the term. We would call your ability just an elemental ability. Fae take their knowledge a bit more poetically. They have a few names for different elemental type of powers. Icefists, flamehands, windtouched, and other similar.”

I take a steadying breath and begin reading through the spell from start to finish, whispering the unfamiliar words under my breath. The ancient symbols weave together in intricate patterns, each syllable carrying weight, a hum of power lingering in every phrase. But I need to truly understand it. Grabbing my pen, I start translating line by line. The language is complex, filled with double meanings and metaphors that twist and tangle like vines. Some words have no direct English equivalent, forcing me to interpret them through context. Others change their meaning depending on placement, one symbol could mean gift or sacrifice depending on what follows it.

He grasped them firmly, pulling them behind her back, and she felt the sudden, cool metal of handcuffs clicking into place. Her eyes widened in surprise. “Nuel—” “What is the safe word?” he interrupted. His voice was calm but left no room for any argument. She swallowed hard, focusing her mind. “Boardroom.” “Good,” he said, his smirk settling back into place. He leaned in again, his lips brushing against hers in a kiss that was surprisingly soft but full of clear demand. “Remember this: you can stop this game any moment you choose. But I know you do not want to stop.”

Invisibilia Murum-' Defence against the invisible force wall. Anceps ergo figura ranae-' Reverse the spell to defend against other by shapeshifting to a frog' Objecto tenentes in aerem-' Holding an object in the air with force' Se Invisibilia-' Become invisible for few minutes' Volat per aer-' Flying in the air' Ruit ad Muros-' Using the force to crash someone or some object will wall' Defensionem Adversus Plantae-' Defence against the planetary spell' Defensionem contra-' reverse spell to the defense any spell' Liquidum facit obiectum-' Making any object into liquid form' Ferro-' Making any object or fabric in real iron statue' Write it down everybody, and before we leave the class for the

He turned to us, "We are here" He turned back to the waterfall, whispering subtle chants. The waterfall quickly parted, just a little. Few steps ahead, stood a winged creature with bulging red eyes, staring right at us. It had sharp, animal-like claws for hands and feet. It's hands clung tightly to a giant sword which had foreign writings on it. I understood the writings, as it was one of the ancient writings in mother's journal. I narrowed my eyes on the writings and it meant 'The Guardian of magic'.