Half The World Book Novels & Stories

See, It's not my fault that I'm a half-blood. I too 'had' a normal life just like you until a series of action thriller mega-fantasy stuff started to happen in my life out of nowhere. Trust me, being normal is better than all this. Being a half-blood for real is pretty...I don't need to say that, because my brother has actually told all about it, so no. Let me warn you too. If you are reading this to become a half-blood, please don't do this, you are going to be in great danger, it's better if you go to the kitchen, take a knife and stab yourself. But if you are a person who doesn't believe in a fantasy world saying fantasy is for kids and none of this is ever going to happen in your life, o

"You overrate my capacity of love. I don't possess half the warmth of nature you believe me to have. An unprotected childhood in a cold world has beaten gentleness out of me." by, Thomas Hardy "GET OUT," Alice screamed then stared out of the window. Her right hand started to tremble. She stops it by placing her left hand on top of it. Oliver nodded and climbed out. Alice watched Khan taking two steps at a time as he sprinted down the steps towards her car. He climbed into the driver's seat and sped off.

* * Chloe's pov: The woman whom I got to know that she doesn't have a husband, took good care of me. She said her name is Emily and her husband died about three years ago and she doesn't have a child. I got to know so many things about her and when she had asked me about myself, I told her briefly about myself. She had been so shocked and utterly speechless when I told her I wasn't from Earth. She didn't quite believe me though but she didn't question me. In her house, there are so many strange things. The previous day, I had broken what she called a television because I saw strange people in it.

"What do you mean by a deformed elf? That's a bad word." "I don't know Nala," he says desperately, drowning his face in the folds of his hand. Nala's eyes immediately widen when she realizes. "Elf? Is that an elf?" "The elf is Ray and everyone who lives in the middle world," he says muffled. The middle world? Nala doesn't understand at all. Perhaps, although explained Nala still does not understand. "How old are you?" "It's only been fifty years, Nala. I was very young."

Luhan seems to be right. I wandered around until I found myself in a bookstore. I went on the run. My eyes immediately wandered to the bustling bookstore. I headed to the shelves full of stacked books. Until my eye landed on the big book about the past of our world. I immediately picked it up and opened it. I have studied the past of our world for a long time so I know about the friendship between the demon and the angel that was broken because of their love for the same female fairy. here. Even the seven races that are here, which are now only five because we have separated the world of demons and angels. I hurried back to the front of this store where the woman was the one charging the fee

“An Almega is a rare and dangerous creature—half Alpha, half Omega.” The book… it really is about me.

Zora offered Sylvain an appreciative smile, "I then told you that the second half was sent somewhere and I wasn't sure where, that magic would protect it until it needed to be found. That was an untruth. The second half of the book had chosen me as its keeper. I could not hand the book over to you until the time was right. Have you gone through the first half?" "It spoke of the prophecy and the oracle who had seen this fate. It went into detail about how there would be a change experienced amongst our kind. How everyone would be treated as equals. How the golden-winged fae would bring peace and would offer us protection," I recalled. Whenever I had a few moments to myself I would open up the

“We don’t serve half-lings.” “I just need a book and then I’ll be out of your hair.”, I answered. “You don’t get it do you.”, they snap. Breathing, I state, “You only serve light creatures.”, then turn around and walk out. Wanting to growl but hold it, as I continue my search for a bookstore; having gone there the whole town and not a single bookstore that serves half-lings so I head for a witch store, it’s the last option I have because I doubt the institution would have the book I’m looking for. Witches sometimes don’t like half-lings, I haven’t asked a witch who hates half-ling since I’ve only met one witch; hesitantly, I knock on the door. You never know when they put a spell on it.

The Book in the World The book was titled simply: The Healed Territory. Elara had not planned the title — it arrived when she was writing the twelfth chapter and she understood it was right because it was accurate. Not the healing process, not the governance methodology, not the theory. The territory after the healing. What it was to live there.

I sat at a wooden table by the window, sunlight beaming across the page as I began to read. The words were old, but clear enough to read: "When the two halves of the moon meet, balance shall be restored. A new dawn will rise from the shadow of wolves and the fear of men. But only those strong enough to carry the light will survive its blinding eyes." I swallowed hard, my pulse quickening. Two halves of the moon balance. It was talking about peace between the worlds. Me? Could this be about me? Or someone else? The healer had warned me, but seeing it here in ink, in a book older than I could imagine, made the prophecy feel real in a way that shook me to my core.