Tales Novels & Stories

They went out for coffee, and as luck would have it, Stella recommended Steph for a job at her workstation. In her office at Legacy, Steph was browsing the internet to get updates on the latest news. She had subscribed to Paraiso Daily, a digital news outlet that reported about the happenings in Paraiso. She searched their page and read that there were signs of a volcano eruption on Mt. Kilis. Suddenly she didn’t feel sleepy anymore. She was alert as she read through the two minutes’ article. Much hadn’t been said, but she knew that such a story would be a good one for Legacy. She left her office hurriedly and went to Stella’s. She was going to ask her to assign the story to her.

She quickly averted her gaze and looked to where Llewellyn was once standing as he walked into the forest. Lucian was still seated calmly behind her with his back against one of the trees and with her seated directly in front of him, her back to his chest. Being unable to bear the silence, Katherine finally spoke, "Tell me a story," "Milord," She quickly added wanting to remain respectful. His already deep voice was low and sounded like a hum, "You have to be more specific than that, do you wish to hear about the tales of the creatures below sea level or the creatures that plague the earth realm,"

We sat at the very back of the bus so we can sit beside each other. “So, how’s your story so far?” Jake started, “Well I’m halfway through it.” I said kindly and looks at Xander who is looking outside the window not listening to us. “Can you tell me the story?” So, I told him how the story goes, I’m surprised he listened all throughout of it, “So will Cassiopeia die?” he asked curiously, and I looked at the window and noticed that we’re almost there. “I have to, or the purpose of the story will get ruined, and I’ll get disqualified in the contest.”

"Literally everyone in school has been mean to me ever since Allison. I never cease to wonder why they'd believe her instead and stick with it to prey on the other person. Well.." A bag and a water bottle was slammed on the table, almost spilling her coffee, before a 'Start talking' came from Zoey. She sent Norbert a savage look, before Rachel dragged her into the seat next to hers. Norbert thought it wise to shut up and use his eyes in watching instead. "I don't know how the hell I did it. I can't believe myself too, but I have an explanation. Adrenaline's a bitch." Zoey raised her brows at her exclamation. "That's it?"

He was sixteen years old during the last great war and fought the forces of the dark lord. Lord Neeru of the Kazaton represented himself and the other two lower lords of the uplifted island. The Kazakares are a race of humanoid bunnies, they were discovered on the island later named Kazaton by the First Mashirotzu Shitori Sanada. They are so skilled in fighting that some of the past Mashirotzus was secretly worried about how problematic it would be if they ever revolt against the realm, so they limited their involvement in the council and spied on their island with the black hands. They were only called upon when needed and that was mostly in times of war. It was the sixth Mashirotzu that ga

Stepping away, I pull the net curtain up, waiting until Jessa comes to tend to my room. By the time she is done, I've finished translating old Jade Province dialectic from a book from Tai's library. It's old tales of the Beast, stealing children from villages, some never to be seen again. It's hard to tell how much of it is true accounts, and how much of it is fiction.

Everything glows brighter than its real life counterpart, bursting with radiance, swimming in muted light. "So, what will it be tonight my bairn?" She asks, tucking a stray hair behind my ear. "Sleeping Beauty? Rapunzel? Or maybe The Little Mermaid? It's been ages since you last heard that one." Most nights I'm perfectly happy to hear any of the countless fairy tales my gran tells. I've heard the same stories a million times over, and they never get old. But tonight is different. "Tell me a new one!" I squeak from under the covers.

I say softly, more to myself than anyone else. “You’re part wolf, Tara, that much you already know, that there’s more, shouldn’t be a surprise to you either. There are pieces of you that even we don’t fully understand. You’re a blend of things that were never meant to exist together. From what my visions showed me, there’s something inside you that no believes ever existed. All we have to go on are fairytales and folklore funnily enough.“ I chuckle, “but I know nothing of a curse” is say while gently stroking her hair.

he said, lifting it by one corner and showing the cover to me, “is filled with the stories of our people. Every werewolf family has a copy, and all werewolf children grow up hearing the tales.” “So… they’re fairy tales like Cinderella? Or myths like Pandora’s Box?” I asked, taking the book and examining it. It was an old book with a dark green cover, embossed with gold scrolling around the edges and on the binding, with the title “The Goddess’s Tales” right in the center. Despite its age, it was still in wonderful condition, with hardly any deterioration.

her mother suddenly interrogated her. "Uh, Mom... I have to tell you something." Cherish nervously started. "Go ahead, I'm listening." her mother nodded i. return. "Well, I was very lucky because I won tbe grand prize at out company's anniversary raffle." Cherish relayed the good news. "Okay, so what's the price?" her mother curiously inquired. "I won a one week vacation trip to Tokyo, Japan, with a round-trip ticket provided by the company." said Cherish.