Sci Fi Fantasy Series 소설 & 이야기

RIAN Ciara’s second wish had brought Yuri to my home. The thought kept disturbing my mind every time I tried to think about anything apart from that, my mind automatically returned back to those chain of thoughts. Now that I was alone, my mind trailed and my facial expressions went wild with fury. There was nothing I could do. Yuri was a fairy just like me even though he obviously wasn’t as strong as I was that did nothing to avert the threat or the feeling tugging at my chest.

- Octnavin demanded in his mind. Jumping over the couch by the TV, Sloan ducked and then peeked at the entrance. Small young-looking teenage girls entered the room and fanned out in every direction. The little adolescent girls were covered in gray snake scales. Their whole bodies were scales that glittered gray and black. They shot rapidly around the room with guns out of a space flick.

She's thinking about the future that what if, because she knew that she is the balance of their world, she'll be the one who's going to destroy that balance in the end and bring chaos? I'm afraid of what will happen next before of my power. I just wish that nothing will bad happen. In a destined future, everything will unfold and they'll learn something new. When the comes, they need to help each other again so that, they can bring back the peace to their world whatever happens. •••• END OF SERIES #1. ••••

Eventually, with my arms full, I found Nicholas still in the fantasy section. He was engrossed in a thick hardcover, his brow furrowed in concentration. “Find something good?” I asked, approaching him. “Possibly. But I think you might like this one.” He handed me a paperback with an image of a woman wielding a sword on the front. I read the title aloud. “‘The Lycan Chronicles.’ Hmm, never heard of it.” “It’s a fantasy series,” he explained, still flipping through his own book. “Great world-building, complex characters...” He glanced up and smirked. “Plus, it has some... steamy scenes.”

Melanie looks up from one of the books she's studying. "I'll be prepared. That is if we can find a way to defeat him." "Yeah, that's going to be hard." Melanie stretches and sits up on my bed. I pinch the bridge of my nose, setting aside the book I'm reading about how to exorcise ghosts haunting an object. Not exactly what is going on with Ben and Kiarr, but close as I've been able to find these last two days. Jezza stifles a yawn. "Sorry, I gotta get some sleep. The words are going blurry."

She slowly lifted her head from my chest and looked behind me and then turned to look behind her. “No, he’s gone.” She says calmly. “What about Trey and Deccan?” I ask. “They did it too but Trey's dad is into all that voodoo hypnotist stuff.” She explains. “Any curse or bad spirits his dad can fix it, but they left me.” She sighed. “Seriously? You need better friends.” I says. “Like you?” She smiles. “If you consider me as a friend yeah.” I laughs. “Come on let’s get you home.” I insists. Callie smiles and lead the way.

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

My forehead suddenly creased because it became familiar. "The Luna Princess can create scenarios in her mind to escape reality and that's where the Vampire Prince saw her but didn't even dare to introduce himself as her past lover in her past life because he's afraid that what if the woman that he loves will disappear again just like in her past life? He can't bear that so he's now okay for now to talk to her in her imagination and waited for the right time how to lift the curse," he said and nodded his head. I don't know what to feel now. I should be happy with the story, right? But why do I feel like the story he's talking about seems connected to me or I'm just assuming something?

There was Fenrik, his golden eyes blazing with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine, but also a weariness that hadn't been present moments ago. He stood beside someone I didn't recognize, a tall, cloaked figure whose face was obscured by shadow. I saw myself too, in various forms—sometimes wielding a sword with unexpected grace, sometimes cloaked in dark, flowing robes, a crown of thorns resting on my head. In one vision, I stood on a precipice overlooking a vast, shimmering city, flames licking at the horizon. In another, I held a small, glowing orb in my hands, its light pulsing in rhythm with my own accelerated heartbeat.

Both the pre-ruin and the post-ruin, I wasn't ready for any of it. My movements came to a halt when my gaze flitted across the street and landed on the poster of the new Fantasy series I had been waiting on; All the Beautiful Things. It was a trilogy. All the beautiful things are red, All the beautiful things are gold, and All the beautiful things are black. It was more like Romantasy actually. A wide grin crept up my face and I looked sideways, before slipping towards the bookstore even though I knew there was no car in sight. Volxe bookstore.