Fantasy Worlds Library Novels & Stories

"Then we need to hurry, I don't want to think anything has happened to Emily. May's voice was shaky and her heart filled with guilt. They turned to head back when the sound they had heard initially came louder suddenly, they reflexed a turn at the direction of the sound and had not gotten enough time to settle on it when a huge bird flew across them, pushing them to the ground. It went straight for Glenn, trailing it's thick claws against Glenn's body, ripping part of his shirt, he began struggling with the bird unable to get a full view of the creature above him, summer and May had tried crawling up to his aid but they had been hit the most when it flew across them, and for some strange rea

They are all Eleven in numbers but when a meeting was to be held, the two main leaders will Join the eleven elders to make a total of thirteen elders. Back to the different types of world. There are eight worlds in the whole Galaxy. The Vampdragon world, The Dwarf world, The beast world, The Human world, The Alien world, The Virus world, The Demon world, and the werewolf world. Those in the Vampdragon world are the only species known to leave their world at will without any problem, the other worlds don't have such access, as they lack in technology and other advanced equipment that would help in teleporting from their world.

“No, it's nothing. Is there any other topic you would like to talk to me about? " "Ah ... yes, I understand." Gregar changed the topic of conversation and focused on the monsters. This world was very similar to the typical Magic and Fantasy world in that it had monsters and other fantastic creatures. There were Dwarves, Elves, Forest Fairies, Magical Beasts (such as unicorns), Goblins, Orcs, Ogres, Beastmen, and other types of Monstrous Humanoids. There were even Beastman countries out there somewhere.

Obviously the library. Frost wandered around the library. Trying to find a useful book to read. "World of Mages and Supernaturals. This one." "Royal Family of Esperanza Kingdom." Frost brought the two books she has found towards the brown couch. She sat down and started reading the first book she found.

How could she think about him when only moments before she was thinking about the hated Dave and how much she feared him? She flipped her laptop open again and decided she’d continue with her children’s books, the Sacred Sword series, urban fantasy stories about a brother and sister who found themselves in the Himmapan world where the heaven and earth were at war, gods and demons fought for power, and amongst them were creatures like the naga, garuda, and hanuman who aided the two children in their journey to save this world.

Olgarias focused his eyes on yellow old pages of the book. It was a historical story about black magic. He had found this book in a corner of his library, as the library previously had been of his father, thus he assumed that it had been collected by him. He was so attentive in reading that he didn't hear the crack of opening the door of his chamber. Silent footsteps approached behind him, standing there like a statue. "Prince Olgarias," Ran bowed his head.

In a world that didn’t always treat him as valuable, the library was a place where he felt seen and welcomed. And then he was gone. Sometimes the only time I can feel close to him is when I’m sitting between the racks, a book in each hand. My father LOVED sci-fi and fantasy. That’s how I got my name, Faye. He used to call me his “fae-child,” his “elf-touched beauty” like his own mother used to call him, the only one of his siblings with violet-blue eyes, a gift from his grandmother that he passed down to me. We’d spend hours going over fairy tales, reading about Avalon and Wonderland, Tir-na-nog, and the Shire, to the point that those worlds seemed more real to me sometimes than the world we

Soren can’t decide where to look but settles on Arthur as he slowly moves down the ladder. “Misty, we’ve spoken about the portal. You know my stance,” Arthur says while Ryatt picks up the books he let fall to the ground. “You didn’t go to another realm. Our world is large. Crescent Falls and Eastonia share a continent, but there are others. Other kingdoms. Other undiscovered worlds. Other… undiscovered beings.” Misty, also a historian, frowns at Arthur. “We have no proof.” “We have these,” Arthur says, patting the books Ryatt just placed on the table.

It started small, like a spark, then grew, filling every nerve, every fibre of her being. “Go! Go now, Clara!” her grandmother urged, her eyes glistening with tears and pride. Before Clara could question it, the warmth exploded outward. Time itself seemed to shiver. The firelight warped and stretched, the screams became distant echoes, and the ground beneath her feet disappeared. One moment, she was on scorched earth. The next, she was falling. The world around her blurred, colours and shapes twisting in impossible ways. She felt weightless, suspended between moments, suspended between worlds. Then, as suddenly, as it began, it ended.

"But they mattered." He pulled the book free and placed it carefully into Adelaide's hands. The leather had become silky with age. Its corners had rounded smooth beneath countless fingers. When she opened it, intricate illustrations greeted her first. Towering beasts whose bodies appeared woven from living constellations. Children sailing rivers of liquid light. Cities suspended beneath enormous floating crystals. She turned another page. Then another. Every illustration became stranger than the last. "What is this place?" "A world that exists only inside someone's imagination."