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A world of dragons and storms and fate-bonded lovers greeted me. But I couldn’t focus. Every line reminded me of her. The female lead’s hair shimmered silver in the moonlight. The male lead dreamt of her before he ever knew her. The bond was unbreakable. I slammed the book shut. "You’re losing it," I muttered. The empty glass stared at me. Outside, the wind howled softly. I leaned back in the chair, closed my eyes. Was I hallucinating? Or had someone really been out there watching me?

Taking a deep breath, the young woman regained her composure and remarked, “I too lived without awareness until I encountered the Word of the Blessed. I was raised in a village strikingly similar to this one—bleak and dismal. Yet, less than a month ago, a friend of my cousin ventured to the border as our tribute to the Witches’ coven—and she has not returned. Now she enjoys wealth and luxury as the bride of a High Wiz, and you could too, if you would just take a moment to—” “She’s probably been sacrificed,” Celina interjected. “That’s why she hasn’t come back. ” Or perhaps worse, I speculated, if a High Wiz had truly whisked a human away to Duskarra. I had yet to meet the pitiless, human-lik

“…what?” She rolls her eyes and stands, sauntering toward me in her silk nightgown. “Don’t stare at me like that,” she says, her tone sharp and cold. “It’s bad enough I have to share a room with a pushover like you. Don’t make me stick your head in the toilet again. Got it?” I just… stand there. What. The actual. Hell. In the book, Elara was sweet. Kind. The quiet heroine who saved everyone.

Darker spells that Endora made her learn, spells manipulated and created by Endora herself. I see the glimmer of pain on her face as she keeps chanting, her hair defying gravity as it flows slowly around her. Her heart thunders, her feet braced, her arms spread. I hear her whisper the witch’s name in her words before her head snaps back and I feel a surge of power. Fire suddenly surrounds her, and I am forced to step back, the intense heat and sheer power swirling around us. It grows higher and higher.

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And beneath her name, in smaller letters: …Book of Forbidden Desires… My hands froze. I should have closed it. Returned it unopened. Demanded she redo the assignment properly. Instead, I opened to the middle page. Fantasy #11: The Masked Party My heart flipped as I read her fantasies. She might not have been a great biology student, but she was exceptional with details.

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

Long milky blonde hair with a pair red-violet eyes that can drown you into a bottomless pit, reddish lips, and a milky white complexion. This is not me! Clearly, not Nina Facelo! And like a flashback. My whole life before I came here, started flowing. From school, going to a nearby book store to buy the most awaited book that my friends recommended to me. Me, trying to be a hero and ended up dying in a dark alley of the second street. Illuminating Darkness! That’s the title! Yan dapat ang librong babasahin ko. I didn't sleep peacefully. I died young! And to add salt in to the wounds. I am now in the body of the most wicked Dame in Kingdom! The suspected villainess of the famous fantasy nove

Most of the females were at least partly nude, and each held what appeared to be a labeled star. But when she looked at Vasilisa, she saw a look of confusion on her face as she flipped through the brownish pages. And they soon discovered that the problem was the sorceress couldn't read her own handwriting —and not in a funny way. "Damn it, someone has cast a spell on my book. I can't see anything." Cassandra glanced at one of the tall windows and realized that the sun had risen over the horizon, and a new day had started without her knowing it. She gasped in panic. If her foster family discovered that she had sneaked out, they would hang her upside down by the foot.