Fantasy Worlds Book Novels & Stories

“Why would it have been with the Book of Whispers?” “The Book of Whispers wasn’t a good thing. It wasn’t created to be used for good. It’s dark magic,” Arthur begins. “The same dark magic only very specific witches are allowed to learn about. Curses, afflictions, the works. It could create, and open, realms. It also spoke of other worlds outside of our own. Worlds of danger, of evil… and how to open portals to… possibly the afterlife and beyond. It predates the Firestone witches by a millenia, at least, and no one knows where it came from or why it was created. When the Firestone witches discovered it, they hid it away in one of their temples, believing it was a book belonging to the oldest

The second eye shattered silently. No explosion. No scream. Just a fracture spreading across impossible existence— Until the great shifting eye above reality broke into countless shards of living possibility. The connected worlds froze. Because possibility itself had never broken before. The fragments scattered across realities like falling stars. And everywhere they touched— Reality changed. Not catastrophically. Unpredictably. A dying forest bloomed again. A collapsing city stabilized. A dead star reignited. A forgotten memory returned. Possibility dispersed into existence freely for the first time.

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.

And it was on the promise Roman had made her—that he would burn the world down before he let them take her. ​Wait for me, Roman, she thought, her eyes fixed on the shadows at the top of the stairs. Because when this world burns, I want to be the one holding the match.

The war between the ice fairies of the south who fought between the winter kingdoms of the south, amidst disputes for power and the war with the ice king amidst the wars with the ice queen of the central west kingdom, in which this caused all nearby territories to be hit. This war, in which they were in the middle of countless disputes, caused most of the environment between the territories and the ecosystem to freeze, as this was an environment dominated by creatures from the frozen world. They were among some wizards, other creatures like witches and spring fairies who were killed and or imprisoned during a previous war, in which no one there really knew, where they came from, no creature

A story that was never about finding the perfect world, but about building one, step by step, hand in hand. And so, the story of "Between Two Worlds" came to a close. But in my heart, I knew it wasn’t truly over—it was just beginning. With love, with family, with friends, and with dreams still yet to be realized, I knew that no matter where life took us, we would always find our way back to each other. And that was enough. --- The End

The room was quiet and the fondness of Ryuu from the content of the book swayed him to a couple of pages. A book of a man who was a foreign traveller in a far far away place. A world full of creatures which the mind could only comprehend; fairies, elves, talking trees, eater plants, humongous reptiles, birds could swim to any bodies of water, everything in the world of the Book could not be seen as normal on Earth. In addition, there was something mysterious in every character of the Book. Something intoxicating in which a young boy who was not fond of Books, but missed the smell of grass in the summer, dust on the road, and rusty steel from the old buildings he used to pass by; could only i

The World of Fantasy and the World of Reality sound very different from one another, yet, they exist together in a parallel line although one of them wasn't a straight line. The context of the two worlds was best described as, the World of Reality was a straight line whereas the World of Fantasy was a spiral that exists around the straight line, spiralling it or cushioning it securely. The two exist together to support one another and thus, creating another knowledge that no one was able to interpret before. Jennet sighed while hugging her knees. "No one would believe it if I say that I married a God of Comfort. Surely everyone will call me crazy."

and was blessed and worn by Diana, The Third is the daughter of The Crone Hecate the Goddess of the Waning moon the beholder of Death and rebirth the goddess of transformation and guidance this child will be able to control Death and Rebirth and she will guidance’s and foretell and write prophecies she will possess the Amulet of the Waning moon it’s made of a rare Magenta Moonstone and is shape like a half moon and was blessed and worn by Hecate and then comes the most powerful and rarest of them all first Tribrid of our kind she will control grown and birth amongst our kind she will control power and fulfillment and stability she will possess the Amulet of the Full Moon it is made of

She was suprises that they know what world she came from. "How did you know?" "You see there are three worlds in this dimension. The world of abilities, the world of humans, and the world of monsters. The three worlds are parallel to each other. Thousands of years ago the three worlds were friendly and united, but then he came and ruled the monster army. He broke our vows to never attack another world. He commenced wars against us and your world. He transported the army of monsters to the other two worlds and ordered them raise havoc and chaos."