Mystery Fantasy Novels Novels & Stories

She tilted her head while questioning. "Oh, we have books and plenty of stories about mythical creatures, I think most, if not all of it exist here." Alexis nodded as she spoke, she was fairly confident her brain conjured up all these creatures to distract her from her impending death. As depressing as it was, Alexis hadn't felt the slight bit affected by the thought because she was thoroughly distracted. "Like history books?" The woman asked looking slightly suspicious of Alexis. Though Alexis noticed she thought nothing of it. "No, no fictional books. Like romances and stuff." She knew the word fantasy probably didn't exist here. "Enough of that anyway. Your my mana tutor, right?" Her voic

My heart gave an uneasy beat as I opened the first page. Axel’s mother’s handwriting was elegant, slanted, and careful. The opening notes talked about ancient bloodlines, rare hybrids that had been dismissed as myth because the blood had thinned over centuries. There were mentions of wolves who could bind through more than scent, witches born without covens, and children carrying two different inheritances in one body. I swallowed hard. Wow. This was a world I thought existed in fairy tales. The door opened softly. Mason stepped in with a cup of coffee. “Thought you might need this,” he said.

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And why those colored smokes comes to me little by little, they hovering over me like some kind of pets meet they hatful owner, I feel like they hate me and unwilling to come to me but they have no chose, or they will perish, my bloody smoke merge with some part of these smoke and become darker and gloomier. So why am I so calm, I clearly have no flesh and what not to make me feel any thing but this is my first time that I feel my refreshed and clear minded, and driven by some kind of instinct to take initiative of doing stuffs. Suddenly random thoughts poured in my mind like a bitch nagging at her pinp for treating her wrongly, some thoughts are happy, other are irritating, some are sad and

“Another masterpiece from DarkPen" “Your comics are just too good. I can't believe Sebastian later fell in love with Ayllsa. Though we were expecting" “A vampire and a witch. That is just the kind of novel I want." “ " I smiled seeing the readers all love my book. Fantasy is a genre I am based on and this is why I believe my next book is going to bring me more fame though not everyone will recognize me. Meanwhile, I closed the laptop and breathed a sigh of relief before standing up from the chair. I yawned and stretched my hand and back.

If you found yourself drawn to the darkness—the kind of love that burns down worlds—the deeper lore, the dragons, the mystery beyond the ice walls, or characters like Lazarus and Sebastian, you can explore their origins in my other novel, The Last Dragon’s Enslaved Lycan Mate. And if you love powerful heroines who have to fight to earn their place in the world, and fate-bound romance, I think you’ll also enjoy, The First of Her Kind. If you want more—behind-the-scenes, future projects, Q&As, and a closer look into the chaos inside my head—you can find me on the gram @mfs_author Yes, I’m a bit of a controversial author with a knack for dark fantasy/romance. My love stories are edgy, to say th

I sneer, dragging her back to Anastasia and march right back into the fracas of magic. Magical lights of blue, green, purple, yellow, red, gold splash across the sky. It's actually really pretty. It's funny because the black magic coming from the Abyss isn't even half as powerful as ours is. They don't actually know how to use offensive magic. All they are able to do is put up weak shields that crumble moments later. I'd laugh... but now's not the time.

Academic books, pet care manuals, colouring books, novels… Novels were another thing Margo and I bonded over. And even though it had been a while since I actually finished one, I always added highly recommended titles or new projects from my favourite authors to my collection. I used to be strictly a romance genre girl until Margo came into my life. She liked to tease that my bookshelf was to blame for my incurable faith in love. So she introduced me to what she called ‘real life’ genres — thrillers, sci-fi, and fantasy. Yes, fantasy.

*The Secret Society* Emma sat in the dimly lit café, sipping her coffee and staring at the small folder she had received from an anonymous source. The folder was labeled "The Order of the Phoenix" and contained a series of cryptic documents and symbols. As she flipped through the pages, Emma's eyes widened in shock. The documents seemed to describe a secret society that had been operating in the shadows for centuries. They were known for their ruthless tactics and obsession with power. But what really caught Emma's attention was the mention of a prophecy. According to the documents, a young woman with a specific genetic makeup would hold the key to unlocking an ancient power. And Emma's sist

His books were mostly nonfiction and finance books. As Sierra heard the water in the shower, it was a signal for her that Alek was already inside and waiting for her. Every inch of her skin was filled with excitement. The butterflies on her stomach couldn't stay still. But as she was ready to take off her clothes, there was something that caught her attention. In his sea of books, there was something different. It has a fantasy-like cover. The vintage appearance made it blend in among the rest. Yet, the vines on the corner were unusual. There was no discoloration on the edges though it seemed old. Something new pretending to be old.