Novel Wonder Novels & Stories

It seemed like the room vanished into thin air. Warren shook his head. He already saw too much for the day. There was nothing that could surprise him anymore. Then Warren arrived in the basement of the White family again. He looked around and saw the books from earlier which he couldn't understand. The name of the first book, immediately grabbed his attention. The book was named 'The Legendary King Cole!'

Nathaniel just couldn't believe it. Throughout his life, he had learned that wonders did not exist. He was first ignored, then hated, abandoned, and finally send to die in a war when he was barely twelve. Sure, there were some good memories, but wonders... they were things from myths. He didn't believe in them, much less expect them to happen to him, whose fate seemed to end with death on the battlefield.

Anything would be better than to be alone upon the sea. Nearer and nearer came the fireball. At last, when it reached the deck, to Ying-lo's surprise, something very, very strange happened. Before he had time to feel alarmed, the light vanished, and a funny little man stood in front of him peering anxiously into the child's frightened face.

It defied everything he had drilled into my mind about the necessity of a wand for magic. A burning curiosity consumed me. Could magic truly be wielded without a wand, or was that an anomaly? I felt a surge of determination to unravel this mystery, to understand the depths of my newfound abilities and the untapped potential that lay within. The stolen book held the key, and I was eager to unlock the secrets of magic that had been denied to me for far too long.

About my complete lack of any plan for the future beyond "survive high school." At some point, I grabbed Mrs. Wonders's grimoire from where Skye had left it on the nightstand, and we started flipping through it together, reading her notes and observations. Some of it was practical—recipes for potions, instructions for spells. But some of it was personal—little comments in the margins, doodles, jokes she'd written to herself.

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I couldn’t even turn my fingers. My lips were shaking but in no time I felt the heat from the white robe and I could feel and turn my fingers. I realized that Wonder has slow down so I was compared to open my eyes. I was completely terrified. Though it was in the night I saw the beauty of the city through the arrangement of its street light. I could detect that the city was neat. I could see some strange designs and artworks professionally done. Wonder moved slowly as I got the chance to access the beauty of anything I came across. Finally wonder stopped and I hurriedly got down.

Everything felt connected somehow. Then something strange happened. The door opened. By itself. No dramatic explosion. No cosmic music. Just a quiet click. And slowly— the door swung inward. Beyond it waited... a library. Silence. Absolute silence. Hope blinked. "A library?" The creator looked personally delighted. Dangerous. Very dangerous. The room beyond stretched impossibly far. Shelves rising endlessly upward. Lanterns floating between rows of books. Warm golden light. Dust motes drifting lazily through the air.

The day our family went on vacation to an island resort, my younger sister, Alana Fisher, climbed over a safety railing to get the perfect photo. She lost her footing and, in her panic, dragged me into the ocean with her. The rescue crew was about to pull me out first since I was closer when Mom suddenly took a yellowed paper coupon from her wallet and tossed it toward me. "Corinne, let Alana get on the rescue boat first! This is the last thing your father and I will ever ask you to grant!" When I was seven, I couldn't afford birthday presents for my parents, so I drew a hundred wish coupons by hand. Each one read: [Redeem this coupon for one wish. Corinne has to say yes, no matter what.