Novel Place Novels & Stories

A map unlike any Adrian had seen before. There were no kingdoms. No oceans. No mountains. Only countless glowing lines connected to one bright point at the very center. Above that point... four words slowly appeared. THE PLACE STORIES FEAR. The First Reader's calm expression vanished. His voice became barely a whisper. "No..." "It still exists." Adrian looked at him. "What is it?" The old man stared at the glowing map. "The only place..." "...where even Authors cannot write." The room fell silent. Far away...

For the first time since he’d stumbled back into our lives, his expression softened not kind, not pitying, but weary. “She won’t keep Nova in one place,” he said. “But there’s one location Vivienne doesn’t change. A spine in her operation.” He tapped a line on one of the sheets. “An old estate on the edge of the Bennett property, everyone thinks it’s abandoned but it’s not.” The word estate made my stomach turn. Noah stared at the paper, then at Desmond. His voice was quiet but sharp. “That’s where she is?” Desmond didn’t blink. “If Nova’s anywhere, she’s there.”

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

How could he find this hidden library anyway? Noel strategically chose his library's location to be on the most secluded place, away from the bustling city of Westwood. He chose his place carefully, at the back of the alleyway of a suburban road north to the capital of Westwood, near the so-called death forest which people said that meat ravaging ghosts who kidnapped people and scattered their blood everywhere on the roadside. Actually, the legend about the ghost weren’t true at all. There’s nothing, except for some psychopath who hid inside an abandoned house inside the forest and killed people occasionally. For an uncouth an inhumanely imbecile like him, Noel gladly presented his bloodied

She wrote three words at the top of the page: Rachel’s Place – A Sanctuary for Silence and Story A haven. A center. A place where people could grieve and grow and remember. Because Rachel had planted a greenhouse. But now? Now she would build a forest.

“Erm . . . probably. Usually these beings can’t . . . I guess you’d say manifest here in our world. But they can sometimes enter it through Quiet Places like the forest, and we can even leave this world if we want to, and if we know how.” “So these Quiet Places, they’re like a portal or something?” “More like a place where a portal can be opened. It’s because they’re very old. They haven’t changed in eons, and they’re the parts of our world that came into existence first, the bits that everything else grew from.” “Is that strictly scientific?” “I don’t think so. Matthew was more of a mystic than a scientist.” “And he put all this in his paper, that’s where you read it, right?”

I'll be right back" I responded. Going into the kitchen, I moved to the counter where I last placed my novel, hoping to retrieve it from there, but the book was nowhere in sight. My eyes roamed around, doing its examination, while I moved to and fro, looking to find the novel somewhere. I yelled out in frustration, when all of my search resulted in nothing. Where exactly have I been to? The novel ought to be here. I thought to myself, and only then did I remember. I was out cleaning Cameron's room earlier. That was the last place I visited. Hurrying out of the kitchen, I proceeded upstairs, making my way to just one point—Cameron's room. Second after second, my feet drew closer to its destin

"Flower garden" . it is a normal romance novel , the reason why I hate this novel , because it is a cringey novel with cringey dialogues and the worst case scenario is , I didn't complete the novel , because it annoyed me . But however its a beautiful place where magic exist , it's limited though and in this world they have 2 moons ; one emits golden rays and the other blue rays . As you know ,the title of novel based on the flowers where everyone worship flowers as a symbol of peace and glory of their Kingdom. Here if you don't have a flower garden or maintain it properly , people will considered as you ill- mannered person . They also have church and prophets .

The lady went ahead and moved to a land line where she punched the keys and connected a call. Kehlani felt so fascinated. The town seemed reversed in technology and in its own bubble. It seemed like the outside world didn't exist here. No wonder Nana had told her it was the perfect place for a writer's inspiration. Just watching the lady and her deserted pub was enough to clear her head and give her an inspiration to work on in her new fantasy novel, maybe the main character would be a pub owner in a mystic city where several creatures thrived? It sounded nice to her ears.

Ophelia We drove in silence to Nova’s house, which turned out to be a cream-colored villa just a few neighborhoods over. A sand-stone driveway, lined with neatly trimmed shrubs, circled the place. Pillars that gleamed beneath the setting sun stood in clusters around the patio, and within the villa itself. Gaping windows trimmed with gold showed a perfect view inside. Where Lucille’s place was cold and sterile, this one was brimming with warmth. Nova led me into her bedroom, which was easily the size of a modest apartment, and to a closet large enough to fit a pack of wolves.