Greatest Fantasy Series Novels & Stories

he said with glistening eyes and then he turned and ran off in the direction of his parents. After years of honing his skills in dark magic and diabolic mysticism with the help of his friend, Zokman, the powerful shaman of the north-east village of Vomani, Nikjin was finally ready to take his rightful place in the sands of history as the new Prime Alpha. He had always believed that he deserved the position of the supreme leader of all werewolves, not his weak older brother with his stupid diplomatic system of ruling as humans did. It was time for him to restore balance and sanity to the community of werewolves where the supreme leader is a god revered and feared by his subjects.

With the ancient text spread out before her, Seraphina began the delicate process of casting a spell, one that would grant her a fleeting glimpse of what lay ahead. As she whispered the Hebrew phrases, her voice infused with magic, the room seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly aura. Seraphina's eyes, usually a deep shade of brown, began to glint with a silvery light as the spell took hold. It was a risky endeavor, for peering into the future often came with a price. It was a realm where uncertainty danced with possibilities, and not all visions were clear or welcome.

Both the pre-ruin and the post-ruin, I wasn't ready for any of it. My movements came to a halt when my gaze flitted across the street and landed on the poster of the new Fantasy series I had been waiting on; All the Beautiful Things. It was a trilogy. All the beautiful things are red, All the beautiful things are gold, and All the beautiful things are black. It was more like Romantasy actually. A wide grin crept up my face and I looked sideways, before slipping towards the bookstore even though I knew there was no car in sight. Volxe bookstore.

The lecture hall emptied slowly, students shuffling papers, zipping backpacks, murmuring about weekend plans. Sophia lingered at her desk in the third row, pretending to scribble notes long after everyone else had gone. She knew he’d notice. He always noticed. Professor Elias Grant stood at the podium, closing his laptop with deliberate care. Mid-forties, tall, broad-shouldered, with salt-and-pepper hair that made him look distinguished rather than old. His tailored charcoal suits fit like they were made for sin, and his voice—deep, precise, commanding—had been the soundtrack to her filthiest fantasies all semester.

At least I hope she won't. Right now she's crooning at the thought of being near Leviathan. She finds him fascinating. They are both mythical creatures and incredibly powerful. However, they are opposites! It won't work. Whoever said 'opposites attract' didn't have to deal with a freaking horny firebird and a water dragon who wants nothing to do with them! (Actually, I haven't talked to him. I've only talked to Levi... But I'm guessing they are on the same page since they are one being.)

Harry gulped again, why was he always surrounded by crazy women? "Ahahahaha....!" Harry laughed softly but filled with pain, "I just want to read a few history books. Because the man who loves history is said to be sweet and is liked by many women. Do you know the history of books and nature, let alone the history of his future girlfriend? Isn't that right?" Harry played one eye on Lis who immediately looked embarrassed. "Ahhh I see, it's you. It could be!" Lis patted Harry's arm again with that shy smile

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He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

Sebastian explained after seeing his glance. The sky was the limit when it came to the royal budget. Edward noticed that every book on the shelf was part of a full series and every book was in pristine condition. “Which series did you like the most?” he asked. Sebastian stood on tiptoes and pulled out a British teenage spy series. Edward also had the series. “I liked those as well,” he agreed. “What books do you like now?” “I like fantasy at the moment so I’m trying out different series,” Sebastian replied. “I haven’t found a particular favourite yet.”

Veda I know today will change my life and I don't like it. Of course, I have no idea what the hell will happen to set fate in motion. Maybe I'll trip, hit my head, and forget who I am. It's the best scenario I can imagine. For months I've dreamed about today. Nothing solid and all of it confusing. Strange things - babies with long shaggy tails, an irritating gruff voice that makes no sense, and a burning heat that signals desire. Of all the stupid things, the last is the worst. The only thing I desire is peace and quiet.