Surviving A Fantasy Adventure Comic Novels & Stories

the book first page : < life is unfair i wished i'm like my friends but i was a coward i was terrorized i acted like im under the control technique but i wasn't i saw everything and i didn't move to change anything. My friend the dragon died in front my eyes and to save my life i was the first who stabbed him. I wanted to save my life and the life of my family from this monster> The second page : < everything began when we were an adventure group we traveled everywhere in this world, the world of wonders, there are many other races lives there in peace and harmony.

The Enchanted Realm was saved, and all magical creatures and humans celebrated this triumph. In the midst of joy and jubilation, Alex realized that they were not alone in this fight. Every ally they met, every friend they made, and every challenge they overcame had woven a strong support network to protect The Enchanted Realm. After their victory, Alex and their companions assumed their roles as guardians of The Enchanted Realm with pride. They became protectors of peace and safety, ready to shield this magical world from any threat. As the sun set in The Enchanted Realm, Alex knew that their journey was far from over. More adventures awaited, more allies to meet, and more stories to be writ

Joyce looked expectantly at the sky. "Maybe she's gone to another world," I said. Maybe she'd gone to a world where there were no zombies. It had been a month since the zombie outbreak, and most survivors' supplies were stretched to the limit. To survive, they started risking their lives to leave the neighborhood. I watched as they were surrounded by zombies the moment they stepped beyond their gates. Still, some of them managed to break through the zombie horde and run toward the distant hope of survival.

Hearing him call me that made Zariah stir and made me melt inside a little. I had done it. I had escaped my ass hole rejected mate and found my second chance mate. I still had a lot to do but I had Amelia, Kyle, Dominic and Emron to help me. I didn't know what would happen but I wasn't completely worried about it and neither was Zariah. I would rescue my pack though from Elstan, I owed them that much. I just hoped it wouldn't be too late. END BOOK ONE

Honestly, it scared me… “ I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to laugh… It’s just these last 4 days, we didn’t know if we were going to lose you, we thought we’d never find Mrs. Martinez’s body, but eventually we did. We all thought she was sick, and couldn’t make it out of the bed, but she was in the living room right next to the kitchen and the fireplace. You flew back so far and hit your head. I don’t have a lot of medical equipment here and so we all just took turns gathered around you watching over you. Honestly I am glad you brought the medical supplies you did. It has definitely helped you. As far as Mrs. Martinez… She wasn’t so lucky.” Allison POV

Finn reached out his trembling hands and took the map from Uri's hand. "It's my family; I have to save my sister," Uri nodded. "I hope you and everyone else will find the key to the portal to get out of here, to a more livable place." Finn silently looked at Uri's determined face. With what was going on, he knew he couldn't stop Uri. Uri put the ancient book in his backpack, slung it over his shoulder, and jumped to the ground. He looked up at Finn standing on top of the tree, raised his hand for the last time, and then walked briskly toward the Red Leaves group of people surrounding Clement.

He could only chuckled while witnessing the comedy happening in front of his eyes. “That’s enough both of you!” Harold commanded them to stop before it went to the climax of the comedy. “Actually, Capturing Patrick is our main mission but capturing others will give us bonus! I believe greedy people like you would understand what I mean, right?” The other guys other than Patrick gasped. Their lives would be in danger if they stayed in the house for too long. They wanted to escape but the mafias were blocking their way. The guy near the window tried to look outside, there were some waiting mafias too on the road. So, there was no way they would escape from them.

"You're pretty damn lucky! I set a venomous snake on you and even took your antivenom, but you still didn't die! "Why won't you just die? Die already! Die!"

Sylvie and Stella would show them soon enough. In a hurry, he rushed off again to Hope Camp. Today, fifteen people had reached the critical threshold. After conducting a round of operations, the result was four dead and eleven alive—and among those eleven survivors, one had actually awakened supernatural abilities. What surprised Ray was that this person was an old man. "Hahaha! I never thought I'd get a second spring in life!" the old man laughed loudly, raising both hands to the sky in arrogant defiance. Then he turned to the other ten survivors. "Die!"

A man in his late fifties stood in front of her, concern written across his face. “I…” Her voice failed. He glanced toward the road. “You nearly got hit.” Kisha looked back. The bus disappeared around the corner then her knees suddenly weakened. The stranger caught her before she fell. “Easy.” He guided her toward a nearby bench. Sit down. Kisha sat, her hands were trembling. He bought a bottle of water from a nearby vendor and handed it to her. “Drink.” She obeyed. For a while, neither spoke then he sat beside her. You don’t look like someone who knows where she’s going.