Isekai Books Novels & Stories

Kalina looked at him sadly. Elard noticed the change in her expression and said, “I’d gladly die for you.” His answer made Kalina’s eyes widen. She denied her own feelings. If she remembered what Gavin had once said when the shifter was in her world as the Eagle, then the death of the Elard in Nigella and the fall of the kingdom had already happened. Yet fate had pulled Kalina into isekai, into another world a Kingdom of Nigella that didn’t exist in any record. There was no trace of it in history. If it had been real, there should’ve been records left behind, at least a few articles, considering how grand and extraordinary that kingdom was.

***This is the third installment of the ‘His’ Series. There are characters in this book that is mentioned in books one and two. If you haven’t read those books, some of the background information might not make sense. Please enjoy! Leave comments and reviews! I do read them!*** Isaiah POV

Yamato didn't know when he joined Orie in the suspicious laugh. Meanwhile, Mia had just opened her eyes for the first time since she fell unconscious. She looked up to see a figure standing before her, and the first word she uttered was "GENJI" SHIN SEKAI SECRET: there aren't many people that know the actual owner of the SHIN SEKAI company. Some believe that the information is hidden with magic.

Sometimes, when a massive winter blizzard or a loud thunderstorm rages outside the window glass, Isabella’s internal wolf gets incredibly scared of the dark, and her body crawls into Mason’s bed for safety. "Daddy used to be trapped inside a vegetative flower state in the old seasons, Mason," Isabella whispers, dropping her pillow down. Then, her small voice puts on a highly bragging tone as her mouth asks, "Does your own brain identify what it truly means to be trapped inside a vegetative state?" "Your tongue doesn't have to drop the data line to my face. My processor holds absolute zero care about his past files," Mason snaps, turning his face toward the wall.

Zavian I was very interested in the reason why they needed me to lug this heavy fucking book. I hadn’t touched this book in years. I haven’t needed to. I personally didn’t know any of the Meridian. So, needless to say, when Emerald asked me if I have a book with all their symbols within it piqued my interest. I could see why Emerald would be interested in it, but when she said that Devon and Nate asked her to ask me about the book, I found that weird. The fact that no one outside the magic community had even heard, so when she said that, I was intrigued.

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.

"Didn't you eventually become one of them? I came across a book on the internet that had your writing style, and I assumed it was your book because the storyline was the same as the one you had described to me when we we always played together at that time." "What exactly was the title of that book?" Esme inquired in the vain hope that it was not hers. "The Reborn Queen and a Life Spent in Revenge." Izayah answered. "In point of fact, it is owned by me." Esme could not fathom why she should maintain the pretense that the book was not hers to own. She can't even recall the reason why she hid her identity in the first place, but even if she could, she doesn't believe it was anything particular

I’m personally excited to get to that stage. Whether or not I’m able to shop the story as a manga or w*****n, I’ll be writing another novel, though it won’t be a direct continuation of Ravens of Eternity. Instead, it will be a spiritual sequel, also starring a different form of ‘Godeater’. It will be a reverse isekai, where the Earth gets overtaken by another planet. The two planets merge and cause everything to turn upside down. Not only that, but the setting will be post-apocalyptic, where the survivors have varying degrees of psychic powers.

I was not the Crimson Priestess and even though I wasn’t sure what that entirely meant to me or the pack itself I would not allow Melina to tarnish that. I started looking at Rogan’s computer and the few books it seemed he had read to get information about who I might be. The idea of him looking at all of these items made me feel good that he cared that much. I picked up the first book which was written by a fellow wolf as it had far too many details about where wolves might be located at. I followed the geographics of the writing and realize that the Cresent Moon Pack couldn't be further than a few days away from us if traveling by wolf. That made the idea of an attack now hard to believe.

she asked He shook his head. “I don’t know yet, but they’re closer than you think. Be careful.” As he was leaving he turned to her and said in a voice laced with warning. “Trust no one, Isabella. Not even those you think you can.” As Jasper left, Isabella was bored and she began to walk around the sanctuary until she came to a room filled with books. The room smelt damp and the books were all old obviously from age and use. As she looked through the books she found that they were filled with books and ancient texts from leaders of the packs who had been here before them, their stories of victories and losses and of wars fought in the past.