High Fantasy Novels & Stories

I saw the High Realm beneath me. Not fully. Not clearly. But enough. A swirling sky of pale gold and icy blue. Floating crystals drifting like lanterns. Snow that glowed faintly from within. A horizon rippling with magic. Home.

“S-sorcery? Like Merlin or, um, Harry Potter?” “Harry who?” She shook her head. “Certainly like Merlin, or Solomon. If you are taught well your power could be considerable. I can help there, but you really need to practice in the real world. Magic is very easy here, where reality can be easily manipulated.” She waved a hand at the scenery and the room changed from Egyptian bedroom to Medieval torture chamber, complete with the rack that Michael was now lying on. Her own clothes transformed into a leather dominatrix set as he watched, and he was now wearing a small pair of leather shorts. She looked back towards him and they were back in the bedroom overlooking Alexandria. “See? You can't cha

I had only old stories, passed down by villagers and my father, though his tales were softened versions told on rare nights when he tried to remember he had daughters. As far as anyone knew, the High Wiz still ruled the northern parts of the world—massive territories stretching from the island’s western shores to the far reaches of the continent. Empires governed by kings and queens, desert realms ruled by warlords, and then there was Duskarra, divided into seven courts, each ruled by a High Lord. Beings of immense, unyielding power. Power enough to crush armies. Or a single, defenseless mortal.

As for the warriors, tournaments were regularly organized and a national ranking of the ten best warriors was updated throughout the year bringing glory to the families, clans and academies that had trained them. Spartia was about 10 times bigger than Astoria and this world was divided by an impassable barrier. 2/3 of this world was reserved for humans who lived in harmony with the clans of legendary beasts which were represented by dragons, phoenixes, white tigers, black turtles and snakes, and the remaining 1/3 which was totally isolated behind this impassable barrier belonged to the demons and this part of the world was called Hellfire by the demons who lived there. There were no mages am

---------------------------------------------------------------- 3rd person PoV From all part of the world. Those that hidden from mass that is Dragon, Dwarf, Merman, Demi Human, Incubus, Succubus and those fantasy race that appear on the story book. One by one going toward the city that appeared out of nowhere and it was unknown to the one that get target on their wrath. Right, our mc here is the target of these people on the high hierarchy wrath. Because of something that he do in his past dream. Yeah. Everything is on his dream on the past. But right know it’s a reality that he must face.

he cackled. “Aww poor thing” she answered almost immediately. “If even the light fizzled off, you should know by now that immortality doesn’t mean you can’t die. It just means you can’t die like mortals. The good old fashion way”. She instantly made a break for Vani, and him for her. Throwing their first punch at the exact same time, and on impact, an immeasurable amount of energy let off that was so strong, it sent cars flying, broke trees, and tossed humans around like they were pieces of paper. A thick dark fog hovered around the site of their impact, and as It cleared, it looked like both characters had made it out unscathed, but far from the truth was this. The two images that actually

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.

"You mean the readers aren't finished with us. They want more drama. More blood. More 'Davis' tragedy." ​"They want a Legacy," the girl corrected, pointing her flute toward the horizon. ​Beyond the hill, the "Reality 2.0" city began to change. The buildings didn't turn back into grey blocks, but they began to grow Gothic Spires. The sun didn't set; it turned a deep, blood-red, and a second moon—shattered and glowing—appeared in the sky. ​[GENRE SHIFT: DARK FANTASY REBIRTH.] [OBJECTIVE: PROTECT THE ORIGINALS.]

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Eleand gathered his thoughts for a moment, where he before he started his story. “All right, this may sound weird, but it looks real. Well, in my mind. When I was in a coma, I dreamed about a faerie realm called Erganiv, and it has four domains— Gwiazda, Noyuh, Alsache, and the Capital City, Argia.” “All right, go on.” Ezekiel listened carefully. He jotted down all the information in a long bond paper. Even to the smallest detail, he explained everything. His younger brother looked interested, and he didn’t laugh even if he sounded crazy. Until they noticed it was past midnight after they had been finished discussing.