Fantasy Worlds Library Novels & Stories

" Upon hearing my words, Daniel's eyes became even more flushed. He carefully helped me up, then made a phone call for someone to bring in some suits. Seeing the tailor-made suits before me, I shook my head. Daniel quickly asked, "Mr. Hen… Henry, are they not to your liking? I'll ask them to bring over a few more." I replied, "No need for the trouble. Just get me a few casual clothes. It's fine as long as they can keep me warm. It doesn't matter if they look good or not." After some hesitation, I continued, "Get something cheaper. I remember that there's an underground wholesale market nearby. You can get some clothes there, and I'll pay you back later."

Yue was in a meeting at his company earlier, when he returned to the mansion, even though he was in negotiations with Amasteus who was talking about the new acquisition, a publisher that would be responsible for the publications of the thief of authors from other worlds. - A little bit of everything, then. - Yue said. - I think those novels that exist in other dimensions do not exist here, there is no data, so we can release them. - Yue said. - There is a copy of a world of vampires written by the creator of Lord of the Rings, called Lord of the Vampires. Maghdala was at her side signing documents, in which they would be the agency in which she would publish her novels. While they finished,

If answers existed, they would be buried in these aisles. I moved between the stacks, fingertips grazing cracked leather spines: On Dream Divination, The Veil Between, Bloodlines of the Forgotten Courts. Each title was a quiet dare. I gathered a few to the reading table and opened them one by one, chasing some thread that might explain why the Academy whispered to me in sleep, why flames stalked me in dreams. The hours blurred. Outside, dawn crept toward the horizon, but the library kept its eternal twilight. I bent over a book of astral lore, translating a passage about “souls stitched to the Shadow Realm,” when a faint sound broke the silence.

And he didn't like where this was going. Mira looked toward Lily. Then, quietly continued. "In the first universe..." The grieving is stiffened. The silver ocean darkened slightly. "In the second universe..." Elias lowered his gaze. "In the third." The projections shifted. Faces appeared. Different people. Different worlds. Different histories. Different names. Yet something felt familiar. Uncomfortably familiar. Luke stared at the images. A woman with silver hair. A scholar from a world of crystal cities. A farmer beneath Red Stars.

Looking more carefully, I realized the patterns on the pages were none other than a simplified map of the Nine Worlds: Five layers containing nine realms. At the highest level lay the divine realm, Asgard; beneath it, the world of the elves. The middle layer held five worlds: the northern land of ice, the southern land of fire, the eastern realm of giants, the western underworld, and between them the Ginnungagap above and Vanaheim below. The lower layer was the world of humans, and at the very bottom lay the realm of dwarves. Of course, no names were written in the book—each world was represented only by a golden point of light.

The magi additionally knew a few different dialects of different races including that of the antiquated pixies, mythical serpents, beasts along with a few different tongues that contained secretive otherworldly power. The most astonishing part was the guides displayed in many books were drawn on a planet. The main distinction is the planets in this world were referred to of as planar universes. A few books from the period of enchantment portrayed that there were other planar universes and they were additionally circle like articles that were suspended in the unfilled drained of space.

said Zorraya. “Please, stop doing that,” said Erin, startled by Zorraya’s voice. “Stop sneaking up on me. I don’t like it nor do I find it funny.” “I was not sneaking up on you, and you need to do away with that crazy thought in your head.” Erin turned to face her. “I didn’t know you are a mind-reader. Pray tell, what am I thinking?” “It doesn’t take a sorceress to know that you are planning to join the warriors against the order of the Prime Alpha. Both of us, as well as the rest of his subjects, are to remain here until they return from battle. Did your mate not tell you?”

"And there it is. The spell that can trap a god in a realm. Our father was kind he let us go between realm's but after Rizor did what he did he gave Kamaria this book and split all of his power into beings that could go between the realm of light and night." She hands me the book and I look over the spell. It's also written in gold ink and looks complicated enough. After a while, I check the time on my watch, and it's eleven thirty pm. "Crap time got away from me," I say standing up and handing the book back to Kyra. "And where are you rushing off too?" Kyra asks. "To make the jump," I say and she shakes her head in disapproval. "As soon as you enter the dream realm. Rizor will find you," sh

I whispered. “The border between worlds. It is a place with no beginning and no end. Everyone dreams of it, some know of it, and few understand it. It is the fabric binding realms together. The place where myths are made,” he said, eying a particularly drunk looking fairy, goblet in hand, who stumbled and collapsed into a woozy heap. “Or, it's the place one comes to get piss-drunk and party until the Apocalypse.” I cringed as the fairy belched. “So, do you live here?”

Lysandra, always attuned to the nuances of the land, looked skyward, her expression contemplative. Suddenly, the sky began to fracture, like a mirror shattering. Brilliant, ethereal pathways opened up, revealing glimpses of realms previously unseen — cities made of pure light, vast oceans floating in the sky, and endless fields of stars. Each realm seemed vastly different from the next, but all were undeniably beautiful and eerily mesmerizing. "The Heart's awakening," Lysandra whispered, her voice filled with awe and trepidation, "has not only attracted the attention of the Shadowlands. It has opened doorways to countless other realms."