The Last Unicorn Novel Novels & Stories

After a long silence and an awkward staring contest, the unicorn finally spoke, its voice gentle but distinctly masculine, “you're going the wrong way, human King. The clan moved their camp days ago.” Fenryn almost choked on the bread in his mouth before he found his voice, “you, you can talk?” The unicorn seemed unamused and dryly responded with, “should I make horse noises for you instead?” “I... what? No, that... is not necessary.” Fenryn replied after a moment's hesitation. It wasn't as though he had expected the unicorn to sound like a horse, but he hadn't expected to understand it either. Nothing in the legends or myths he knew had ever mentioned talking unicorns.

He also lay on the ground, motionless. The big and powerful unicorn disappeared among the large and thick bushes. His golden horn was now between the beast's jaws. The ease, with which the beast managed to snatch that unicorn, as if it were a dog playing with a ball, clearly proved the unusual strength of that creature. Only this dog, as you could see, did not play at all. This was what Elizabeth could within the few moments of the attack. Even if the creature left with the unicorn in his mouth, he would surely come back soon after her, she thought. Therefore, she didn't breathe in relief when the monster had left, but was even more scared. Especially since she was alone now ... even her Gua

I said absentmindedly “let’s look.” After what felt like hours of searching, I finally came across something. My mothers spell book, it has her name on the front in bold black letters. Athena kingslyn. I guess that’s her real last name. The book looks ancient, in an intriguing way, old leather binds the pages together.

"How…?" And then I saw it. A single pinprick of warm, golden light piercing the gloom from within the castle. It was Finnian's mana. It grew rapidly, blossoming into a brilliant sunbeam that tore the darkness asunder. The final, distant screams of the creatures faded into true, final silence. Above us, the sky cleared completely, revealing the breathtaking colors of a new dawn—soft pinks, vibrant oranges, and deep purples painting the horizon. A single, joyous thought echoed in my mind. They did it. They really did it.

Before I could say another word, the line disconnected, leaving behind nothing but the hollow beeping tone. The cold grew sharper and sharper, carving straight into my bones. Gritting my teeth, I pulled the blanket tighter around myself. Suddenly, my phone lit up with a notification. I turned my head slightly and saw that Morgan had just updated his social media. In the photo, he wore nothing but a thin short-sleeved shirt with a popsicle hanging from his mouth. 'So lucky Ms. Sheffield brought me a generator, or I would have frozen tonight too.' I stared at the picture for a long time.

[Third Person POV] People living in Sampa town are happy again. The curse of witches from black wizards finally lifted. Everyone is having fun and they are thankful for a girl named Luna. Fearing that the other witches would return, Luna cast a spell to protect the entire town against the black wizards.

Today was the last day of the first semester and I was planning to start my next semester in Crescentville. The castle has been renovated and has apparently also become a huge attraction for students from Supernatural backgrounds, thanks to my parents. Naturally, my father had now stepped down from being the Dean of the Ravenwood University, my elder uncle, Tristan taking up the mantle with his mate, aunt Ava. Now he was the Alpha King and mom still reigns as the Queen of Mage. ~~~~~

I was at the end, and I couldn't control my body anymore. I motioned for her to look at my bag. She pulled out the contract, and she broke down again after reading it. "Viola, you can't die! I won't allow it! You can't die!" She collapsed next to me, sobbing uncontrollably. I glanced at the clock on the wall. Only two hours left before I would leave this world. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. Selena picked it up and showed me the screen. [Viola, after all these years of fighting with me, you finally lost! Your parents, your mate, and your son—they're all mine now! You've finally faced the truth, haven't you? In your parents' eyes, you'll never be better than me!]

Whatever can die is beautifulmore beautiful than a unicorn, who lives forever, and who is the most beautiful creature in the world. Do you understand me? ―Peter S. Beagle,?The Last Unicorn "All right, you fucking bastard, talk!" A rough hand shook Rurik in the chair he was tied to. Rurik could feel the tranquilizer leaving his system. If he could delay whatever torture they intended just a few minutes longer, he might be able to break his bonds and then

Forever. End of book 36